His fake love.

Chapter 3 Rules

It took me a second before I realized I had agreed to be someone's fake girlfriend.

"Come." He ordered and I followed. He doesn't look like a very patient man and I don't want to make him angry.

I follow him silently while he is busy on his phone. He appeared to be typing a message but I could be wrong as I have never owned a cellphone.

"Where are we going?" I ask. It seems like a good thing to know.

"To my house." He replies sternly.

Then it hits me. I don't know his name.

"I'm Anna by the way. " I say extending my hand. He doesn't answer.

He doesn't even look at me.

"Are you going to tell me your name?" I ask awkwardly.

He still ignores me.

I sigh. I guess not.

Then he stops. Maybe he is going to say something.

Instead a black car pulls up and he walks up to it.

I guess I'm supposed to follow him.

A man walks out the driver side. He is wearing a suit and black sunglasses. He holds the door open for me and........

I don't know what to call him.

"Good day Mr Guicciardi. " says the man.

Mr Guicciardi nods in reply before getting into the car. I'm not sure if I must follow I mean I know that I am to be living with him but I'm not sure if that arrangement starts immediately.

"Well what are you waiting for? Get in I don't have time to waste on you." He orders and I run to get into the car.

Truth be told I have never been in a car. I used to walk to school and if we needed to go anywhere far we'd go by train.

The leather seats are so comfy. It is also quite warm inside.

There is an awkward silence as Mr Guicciardi is still staring at his phone screen.

I can't help but feel excited. I mean I have only ever lived in one home and even though it's pretend I have never had a boyfriend before.

"I'm sorry but where are we going?" I ask.

Mr Guicciardi continues ignoring me.

"We are going to his house, madam." Answers the driver clearly taking pity on me.

The rest of the drive is spent in complete silence.

When we do stop we pull up to the biggest house I've ever seen.

Granted I did grow up in a relatively average income area so that really isn't saying much.

"You live here?" I question shocked.

Again he just ignores me.

"Are you just going to keep ignoring me?" I question frustrated.

Why did he bring me here if he was just going to ignore me?

"No I just don't like wasting my time answering stupid questions. " he replies.

I sigh. At least he replied.

We exit the car and walk across a stoned pathway.

When we enter my jaw drops so low I practically have to drag it off the ground.

The inside is even more magnificent. The walls are plain white and the floor is marbled. There is a giant chandelier above my head and the staircase.