I'm Not Yours, Mr Billionaire

*Chapter THREE*

 ELSA

I went to my room the way I came. I lay on my bed, thinking deeply about what he said. He was right. I can't stay here, I have to leave, but where? Where can I go? I don't have anywhere to go. I called Ryan informing him, I was ready to leave the house, but I didn't know where to go.

"Why don't you go to London?" he asked

"London? No way." I chuckled a bit and would love to go, but I don't think I can.

"Why? You don't have to stay in a hotel. Remember, Dad has a house there, that's where he stays whenever he has a business meeting. You can stay there. I have been there too, it's a pretty big".

"No, that won't work, because Dad knows that I'm Dada's favourite, and he will figure out that I would be there, and I could get busted."

"We can convince him by saying that without Dad's knowledge, you couldn't have gone."

"That's a good one, but still, What if he doesn't believe? He knows I love Dada and Dada would do anything for me".

"I know, we can convince him, If he doesn't then let him check himself"

"Seriously? It sounds lame to me".

"Think about the fact that it takes at least 11 hours from the time you board, and you have to check in before 3 hours and pass the security, etc. If we calculate everything, we might have one whole day. If he plans to visit, I will inform you, so you check in a hotel to stay until he leaves."

"What if he doesn't leave at all"

"GOD! Are you listening to yourself, Baby Girl? Stop questioning and start packing, so we can get you out ASAP and if in case you fear you might get caught then you can stay here with your beloved mum who is eagerly waiting for your marriage."

I sighed "Okay. I'll do as you said, But I have one question."

"Really?"

"What should I pack?"

"Whatever, sweetheart, just pack and let me know. I'll check with my friend if we can get your visa ASAP. Don't worry about the cash, I'll transfer it when you board the plane, and I'll ask my Closest friend to pick and take care of you."

Three weeks later...

"Mum, I'm bored. I'm on the way to Starbucks, You wanna tag?" There was no response. I went to the hall and noticed she was on the phone and writing down something. I went near her. Mum? She stood up abruptly.

"Baby, I'm going to the tailor, They have messed up your wedding dress and I also need to check on the florist and everything, I'll try to be back ASAP. Yes, you can go and be back before evening tomorrow, You need to get yourself ready for the marriage." I just nodded. I saw her leaving, and I immediately took my things and booked a Cab, and left my house, straight to the airport. The past three weeks, they had my engagement party, and they fixed my wedding date, without my acknowledgement. Since I planned to leave my house, I agreed with whatever my mom had decided, the dress, decoration, theme, etc. I wanted to tell Peter, that I don't want to get married, and I will be leaving for London, but I was a bit scared, that he might tell his parents and mine. My wedding was just two weeks away, and I didn't want to make a fuss and get into trouble.

Dada was waiting for me at the airport and he got my things. How did I manage to get my things out and my documents? With my aunt's help. Ryan and I went shopping we got a few dresses and basic needs, while my aunt helped with the documents and the important things that I have in my house/room. My Dada helped me with the visa, and tickets, he informed me his friend would be picking me up from the airport, and he would take care of me as well.

I looked outside the cab, glancing once last time at the streets where I used to jog. I was mentally praying to god that my mother shouldn't tag along. I asked her out for Starbucks, even though we (aunt and I) planned about this wedding dress tailor messing up the dress but still what if she asked me to go with her? We didn't have any backup as well.

I reached the airport and already informed my Dada when I took the cab. I got out of the cab and was looking for him, he immediately noticed me, and I ran towards him and hugged him tightly. Furthermore, I haven't seen him for more than three weeks, he was in London for his business and to make arrangements for my stay there, and he also got me a JOB! He handed me my tickets and the documents that I needed in hand.

"Sweetheart, I have made all the arrangements, I informed my best friend and once you reach give him a call, and he will take care of everything and all you have to do is enjoy working. If you have any struggles or stress or any kind of pressure let me know immediately If you can't reach me then inform my friend he will take care and like always be strong, brave, be confident. It's time already go inside, All the best, Sweetheart."

He said with all tears. I was biting my lips not to cry. I gave him one last kiss and hug and bid him bye.

I reached London, and as I was walking out and looking for someone who should be picking me up from the airport, Noticed A middle-aged man holding my name board. Once I went towards him, he smiled and welcomed me.

"Mr. Martinez couldn't make it since he had an emergency, so he asked me to take you home. I'm George, his Assistant".

"Oh, That's fine. I'm Elsa." We shook hands, and he took my suitcase and kept it back in the car. We just chatted a bit on our way home. I reached the place where I would be staying.

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