Chapter 18

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I noticed people staring at me as I loaded into the car. They probably thought I was some form of low key celebrity ; short dress, nice car, cute boyfriend.

"How can you afford this? I mean, my sister was 19 before she left home for England, and she drove a 14 year old Honda" I asked him.

"Well, you see, my dad has a rather large company. So I guess I get a lot off of him, and I do things on the side. It's not very interesting." He said it as if he was telling me about his cat's sudden death, not being rich and lucky.

"I have my own place, though." He told me.

"So do I. You should come over some day, I'd like to repay you for dinner." I immediately regretted the last bit. What if he thought I was some sort of hooker, giving him services for money or dinner!?

Oh wait.

I fucking am.

Brooke's POV

I push the pedals on my Mustang harder and harder because I just want to get home. I want to introduce my dad to Ell, because she is so breathtakingly amazing, it blinds her and she can't see it at all. I don't know why she chose me.

I pull up to our car park.
Yes, you heard right. Car park. With 4 people, ( My parents, me and my sister) each having between 3-8 cars, it's easier to buy a full car park for a couple million than spend the money on other car spaces dotted around.

"Well, my apartment is at the top. I live in the same building as all of my family, actually. It's...kind of the family building. I pointed to the sign above the door. Russleton-Lloyd, that's our company and our name. Kinda cool huh?" I told her.

I wanted her to know a lot about me, so she knew what it'd be like to be in the family. Plus I liked talking to her.
When she was listening she would look up at me, with her big blue eyes and gaze intently, hanging onto my every word.

I'm about 6 foot 2, and she's about 5 foot 5, so there's quite a difference. That's why she has to look up at me. But she'll grow.

"This is amazing...I didn't expect any of this, Brooke, how do you even get into your apartment? Do you need to pass some sort of test?" She stared at me, deadly serious.

"The only thing you have to do, it's really very very stressful indeed, is walk into this altitude changing steel cage fitted with changeable directional buttons to control the altitude." I was messing with her as I beckoned her into the elevator.
I showed her how I put my hand on the scanning panel and it recognised me and said my name out loud.

She looked really impressed, and just generally happy, actually. She was so beautiful, if I haven't said that already. I wanted to take her to where I lived and show her around, because I get the feeling she's going to be here a lot more.

Ell's POV

His apartment, his car, his elevator, everything was divine and perfect.  I watched as the elevator doors parted to reveal a most amazing apartment, most superior to mine and frankly to every apartment I've ever been in.

It wasn't modern, sleek and minimalistic like you would expect. The carpets were cream, and there was a chandelier hanging from the ceiling. There was a cream wallpaper and golden detailing, from the door handles to the electric outlets. Furniture was a mahogany, and grand looking. Considering he's a single 19 year old boy, this looks like Buckingham Palace.

But boy, did he make me feel like a queen.

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