MINE, and MINE only.

chapter 8

Edited

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Lotte's P.O.V.

I am back at the hotel that the company booked me, I look refreshed, the interview was really great. I take my clothes off and quickly step into the shower. I take a quick shower and rinse all of my worries off, I lather up some soap that's smells delicious and I quickly shower my whole body with it and shave myself until I'm as soft as a baby bottom. I put some body lotion with the same smell as my douche gel. And let it settle in, only dressed in a flimsy hotel robe, I stare at my closet. I need something sexy, like really sexy but not to revealing. I don't want to look cheap.

I eventually choose an expensive black dress, knitted with straps off leather on the dress, I pair it off with my statement black jacket. And a pair of black Lita's, if you don't know me you should now that I love black and especially black leather jackets. I would love to later on have a closet full of leather jackets, pumps and then especially Louboutin's. I love those, I would almost kill for a real pair of Louboutin's. And with my new salary these might be closer by then I originally thought.

I shimmy into the clothes and I make sure I'm looking perfect, I don't know why but I want to be perfect for Oliver, I think I really have feelings for him. And it scares me, how can I have feelings for him in such a short period of time even though I haven't even seen him that much.

I call a cab, and give the address off Oliver's house or rather mansion. The driver gives me a questioning look, "Are you sure you want to go there miss? They are some dangerous people I hear, they some how almost rule town with an iron grip." The driver says, I look at him questionably I never heard this, why have I never heard this. My Oliver is sweet and wouldn't even hurt a fly and it's not like he's in the fucking mafia right? RIGHT?

"Just drive" I tell the driver and turn to look out of the window.

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30 minutes later

The car turns up the drive way, and I see the big house come into view. "Miss it's not to late too late to turn around yet." The driver says pulling me out of my thoughts.

"No it's okay, I need to be here." I say to driver but also to myself, I need to be here I constantly chant to myself, I need to be here, I need to be here, I need to be here. I pay the cab driver and I step out of the car. I chant this sentence some more.

I hear the car drive away and I take a deep breath, I need to be here, I need to be here, I chant to myself again.

I slowly take the steps up towards the house. I'm scared, I don't know why I have some weird gut feeling.

I now stand on the highest step of the stairs, and I raise my hand to knock on the door but before I can knock on the door, I turn on my heels and start to walk away

"kom op Lotte je kunt dit je bent een grote meid." I say to myself

*Come on Lotte, you can do this, you're a big girl.*

"OMG ik wordt gek, ik ben in mezelf aan het praten dit gaat echt niet." I start to pace in front of the door, if people would see this they would immediately check me in into a mental facility.

*OMG I'm going crazy, I am talking to myself, this is going to far.*

I turn around once more so I'm facing the big oak double doors. I sprint up the steps and before I can chance my mind I knock on the door.

I can hear a growl erupting from inside the house, what the flying fuck. But then the doors open, and there he stands.

"Hey" I breathe out silently, I don't know what else to say.