37. Fights and...

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▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄ Charles Pov ▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀

I'm fuming right now.
She cut the call and now she's not answering the phone.

What the hell?

I call my assistant and ask her for a favour, that is: find which event she is going all dressed up.
Thank God my assistant has FBI skills and she somehow finds the exact location.
I get back to our house and the first thing that hits me is her scent that lives rent free in our apartment and I'm not complaining about it.
I get one of my event outfits and put it on.
Navy blue pants and jacks with a white button shirt.
Diors at my feet and I run to my Ferrari.

I drive fast as I can and I get to a really stunning palace.
There are no guards checking on the guests list at the stairs so I easily get in.
I see boards with written on Charlotte's school name so I suppose these are all Charlotte schoolmates.
Some waiters offers me glasses of something that looks like a red juice. I decline smiling to them and I start to look for that brown headed girl that is now very mad at me.

Many of the guys recognise me and I let them take some selfies with me but when in the corner of my eye I spot her I start to walking in her way.
She's chatting pretty serene with a guy.

My chest stops.
My skin gets hot and sweat starts to cover every inch of my skin.

Fuck.

My heart skips a beat and then starts hammering so loud into my chest while I'm already stepping down the many stairs.
She's giving me her shoulders now while the guy doesn't even give me a look, he's too busy eating her with his eyes.

"Yeah it's really crazy..." I finally hear what they are saying each other but the guy doesn't have time to reply that I'm already on his face and his eyes goes wide.

I guess his a fan but now he's in my black list.

"Yeah it's crazy even for me." I say and I finally turn around to her and I don't give myself much time to admire her that I wrap my arms around her mid thighs and pull her up to my shoulder.
"What the fuck are you doing?" she yells in a squeaky voice.
"Bye bro." I say to the blonde that seams to be too busy to realise what's happening than answering back.
"The event is over."  I say still keeping her still on my shoulder, while I'm walking down the hill to get to the car.
"No the fuck not." she says placing her both hands and pull herself up instead of looking wind at my ass.
"Can you stop cursing?" I ask kinda irritated.
"I curse how much I want. I do not take orders from you." she says rebelliously.
"I never hear you this sassy." I admit while a smirk appears on my lips.

I shouldn't like the way she's speaking to me right now but there's something in it that makes me want to take her home and do many things to her that will make her scream my name in a positive way without any anger on it but just pleasure.
"Put me down." she says now a bit kid softer.
"No, I kinda like it." I say trying to tease her.
"Charles." she says trying to control her voice  while I get to see the car a bit far away from us.
"Yes, bebè?" I ask softly.
"Do not call me bebè." she yells again while u know that she loves being called like that.
"Now because I've talked to a girl a bit too friendly I'm a stranger to you?" I ask trying to turning the tables since trying to act all niche it's not working.
"Flirted, not talked, let's use the appropriate words." she says like a damn teacher.
"Are you fucking with me?" I let out wanting to spank her butt but I contain myself...
"Stop cursing and no I'm not fucking with you." she says more calmly.

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