Curves For My Mate.

Chapter 7

I'm not very sure about this chapter but I tried my best enjoy.!!!!

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To say I was embarrassed would be the understatement of the century.

I quickly scrumbled up to my feet but I wanted nothing more than for the ground to open up and swallow me whole. I felt my cheeks flame as I heard the snickers coming from the crowd.

Shit!

I bet my mate is going to be so mad at me for embarrassing him. A part of me was happy at the thought of aggravating him but due to the fact that it came at my expense most of me wasn't very satisfied.

I made sure to keep my face down as we continued our journey into the massive house, and I could feel the anger coming off my mate in waves so it was easier to avoid eye contact.

When we finally made it inside,I must say I was not disappointed. The grand foyer was adorned with numerous works of art,all intriguing. Above our heads the crystal chandelier hang gracefully, just waiting for it to be night time so that it could display it's full beauty.

My mate started to lead us up a long winding staircase,which must be the only part that I hated in the house. By the time we made it to the top I was severely out of breath and I was sure I was seeing stars,but oblivious to my obvious distress my mate pressed on.

"H- Hey wait! Stop!"

Alas, my mate being the incredibly rude man he was, did not stop!

Heaving a sigh,I ran to keep up with him. This guy would be the death of me. Literally.

We continued to walk and we encountered more stair cases on the way but non as long and never ending as the one on the first floor. After what felt like a million years we finally made it to the top most floor, which I assumed is where I would be staying.

There were barely any rooms up here though. There was a set of huge double doors at the end of the hallway which I assumed led into his room and two doors on the left and two on the right of the hallway. The hallway was straight so you could see the double doors when you just reached the top of the stairs. Beside this fact I didn't anticipate how far it actually was from the top of the stairs to the doors. When we got there I was sure I was going pass out,or puke,and I was begging the moon goddess with all my might that I passed out.

My mate opened the doors and I'm sure the air was knocked right out me. Now I was sure it was his room and it was magnificent. First of all, I think it was bigger than my house back home. The huge king sized bed that was slightly raised above everything else was adorned in a silk black comforter, matching the whole black and red theme of the room. To the right of the bed was a sliding French glass door that led onto the balcony. Opposite the foot of the bed were two more doors which probably led to the bathroom and closet.

All in all,I was bewitched but the question was,what was I doing here?

"Ummmm, so?"

"You will be staying here."

"So where will you be staying?"

"Here ofcourse." He said like it was the most obvious thing in the world.

But if he's staying here,and i'm staying here,that means.....

"We'll be staying in here........together? "

He simply raised an eyebrow before he left the room.

"Wait! What am I.... " but the door was already closed and he was long gone.