Forgetting You.

Chapter #1

Lucian's POV.

*Ring Ring*

I'm still utterly shocked that my mother set me up against an arranged marriage, simply because her best friend was looking for a partner suitable for her daughter. I obviously refused because I have Brittany; my girlfriend.

*Ring Ring*

 Vibrations rung through one of my pockets. Some one was calling and that was Brittany. Pulling out my phone then answering, I paused waiting for her to speak.

"Hey Babe, When are you coming home?" She spoke in her usual flirty tone.

"Around 11:00pm, I'm working overtime remember,"

"Ah yea, Ok." She hung up.

She's acting odd but that's Britt for you. It's not like she's doing anything to my apartment, is she? I hope not. Walking into the office, I continued with my  job. It was 11:30pm when I exited the building. My underestimation of  how much work needed completion took me by surprise whilst also holding me back over the usual finishing time. On the way home I visited the take-away shop just incase Brittany was hungry too. Once arriving at the apartments and unlocking my door, my brows raised in confusion only to see another pair of shoes. Not women shoes, but mens shoes. I rushed into my bedroom and dropped the food in shock. 

"What the fuck are you doing in my bedroom?!" Yelling  with a clearly angered expression, I snapped. They were having sex! In my bedroom.

"Oh Babe! This isn't what you think it is!" Brittany attempted to cover herself and the other guy with the bed sheets.

"Really?! Then explain slut!" I clenched my fist and slammed it against the wall creating a small crack.

"I'm sorry I did wrong!" Brittany began yelling while her 'Sex partner' sat on my bed  with his arms folded. He was just sitting there like it was a movie!

"I've done worse. That was going to work and trusting you. So leave before I kick you out without clothes. Hurry Up! I'll give you thirty seconds. By the way Ms Tanith, We are done." A firm tone rolled off my tongue whilst a stern expression remained plastered on my face. 

Both panicked and began rushing. They didn't even put their clothes on properly which disgusted me. But then again, I was the one who gave them thirty seconds.  They exited my apartment while Brittany left her keys. I pulled my phone and texted her.

'I'll leave your stuff outside of my door.'

After the message was sent,  I called my mother.

"Hey mom, I'll do that arranged marriage shit." I spoke while tears trickled down my cheeks and chin.

"Alright sweetie, I didn't know you'd accept it that quickly! What happened to your girlfriend? Anyways we'll meet up at the main house."

"I broke up with her. Yea Ok." I ended the call and lazily dragged myself to the lounge, picking up the food on the way. 

I threw her portion down the trash before switching the television on and eating. In attempt to forget about the 'Slut'.

Next morning.

My eyelids shot open as the light stung my eyes. The curtains weren't properly shut which let the light seep in. What a pain in the ass. Standing up,  I opened them while squinting. I recalled last nights events and began rummaging through my closet. A grey T-shirt, denim jeans and a maroon zip up jumper seemed to suit my tastes for today. Hopefully this is acceptable for mother. When mother nags about proper clothing, it sends constant pain to my ears. Oh well. I grabbed the keys and headed to the parking lot. After entering my matte black camaro, I drove off to my destination. 

I have to admit my parents house was quite quaint and peaceful. After entering the door and turning to the lounge I found a beautiful woman sitting on the couch. Her raw umber hued locks glistened under the suns rays. Wow. Although she was wearing baggy clothing, It excited me to see what curves and surprises was underneath. What am I doing? I just broke up with someone now I'm eyeing this woman? I'm crazy. Besides, who is she? A wave of questions engulfed me whilst my brows raised in pure curiosity.

"Lucian! Come sit down, this is Paige. Your fiancé," My mother greeted me with a hug before gesturing to the seats. Doing as I was told, then leaned my back against the couch, a smug smirk occupied my lips. "Paige, this is Lucian," Mother continued with a wide grin revealing her white set of teeth.

My sight wandered around the house whilst stealing glances at Paige, slowly examining her. Hopefully she doesn't notice. A sudden thud echoed from the door frame which connected the lounge from the kitchen, my father and what I assumed to be my mother's best friend entered. I must admit that the atmosphere was slightly awkward between us but that soon ceased after the two older females began communicating in gibberish. I averted my gaze from the women and transferred them onto my father before rising upward. 

"It's been a while you old bastard," I remarked in a joking manner, whilst father flashed a smirk and our arms opened into an embrace.

"Same to you brat," A low chuckle was sounded from his parted mouth before we exchanged pats on our backs.

My relationship with my father was stronger than any other, I planned on informing him about Brittany but chose not to as it seemed to be an inappropriate time. Discussing about an ex whilst in the presence of my future wife seemed rude even though I barely knew the woman. I let my gaze slip past my father to the stunning brunette, for a brief moment her silver tinted optics locked with my coffee coloured ones. After realising the awkward amount of time we were oogling at each other, eye contact was immediately broken off. My father smirked after seeing his son supposedly take a liking to Paige.

"Just because I find her attractive, doesn't necessarily mean I'd love to be with her," Leaning forward, I whispered in an almost inaudible manner. My brow was raised whilst I nodded.

"So!" My arm was released whilst my father created silence with his speech. "I'm suggesting that Paige lives at Lucian's apartment for the mean time. You know, to get used to each other," He paused briefly to check both of our expressions. "Oh and all of us are to meet up at the casino located at the top floor of his apartment, after Paige moves her belongings of course. Any complaints?" He continued whilst only silence occupied the room.

I remained silent but I knew he wasn't just 'suggesting' but telling us what needed to occur. I was certainly hesitant about her and I  cohabiting in my apartment without having little to no knowledge about the other. The crack on my wall still needs repairing too.. Along with my feelings for Brittany. The thought of her with another pained me yet sent a surge of anger, how long has she been doing that with him? 

"No complaints sir," I responded only for a deep sigh to follow.

AUTHOR'S NOTES.

Big thank you to ishipmeandchocolate for encouraging me to write this! And for providing a cover which will be uploaded soon. Apologies if the updating process is slow, I have a life too.

Thank you for reading this far!

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