After Five Years

Chapter 1●Who are you?

Chapter One>Who are you?

○Alexandria○

"God damit Alexandria, get out of the god damn bed!" I heard Adrien, my 23 year old brother yelling at me. It was a goddamn Sunday and I needed my sleep.

"Get the fuck out of my room and never come back!" I yelled back at him then put the pillow beside me on my face and the blanket over my face.

"You idiot, dad's gotta talk to us so get the fuck up or I'll tell him to come up here himself and get you to get you lazy ass up out of the bed." I quickly threw my blanket and pillow of of me and ran to the bathroom while screaming "I'm up!"

"Always works." I heard Adrien talking you himself and laughing.

I wore my yellow sundress with some cute black flats. I didn't really do anything with my hair, except brushing it, since my dad needed to talk to me, and when he does, it's something serious.

I ran downstairs and saw both my brothers on the couch with their phones, and my parents sitting on the couch in front of them talking about something.

"Alexandria, your finally up." My mom smiled at me.

"Yeah after a whole century." My 24 year old, Austin said.

I just rolled my eyes.

"Anyways, I have to talk to you three about something important. Now, this is something serious so think of it as a business matter."

It better not be those arranged marriage shit cause if it is..

"This mostly involves Alexandria but I wanted all of you here so when it happens none of you will me confused."

Please don't say arranged marriage. God please help me.

"You guys know, Sebastian Carter, the heir or the son of Steven Carter of the Carter Corp." My brothers nodded.

Who the hell was that.

"Anyways, we were staring this trading business thing which involves something very serious. Now don't get mad Alexandria but think of it as a serious business matter."

Please, I beg of you, do not be arranged marriage.

"Both Sebastian and Alexandria have to be legally married in order for the trading business to be accepted."

You know what.

Fuck my fucking life.

Fuck fuck fuck.

"Are you being serious?!! I don't even know why you accepted that stupid trade business thing and how is it involved with me?!" I was furious. For God's sake I was only 21. I don't want to get married in such an early age.

"Now Alexandria, your dad is going to explain the details about that later but I am absolutely 98% sure that you are going to love Sebastian." Great, now my mom agrees with him.

"Bu-" My dad spoke over me.

"We are going to go to meet them at 5 so get ready by then." Then he stood up and walked away.

Fuck my life.

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Well, you wouldn't guess what just happened.

My mom made me look like it was my actual engagement party or marrige. Or that I'm going to my senior prom.

She made me wear a silky white long dress with beautiful golden designs on the top.

And she styled my hair in the way that I mostly do it when I go to formal events. If it were me who was dressing myself up, I would've ended up with a messy bun on my head with a normal looking dress and nothing so fancy smancy.

We were only going to the Carter Corp. for dinner and not some other fancy restaurant even though I'm pretty sure the cooks that the Carter Corp. are much better cooks than actual cooks.

"Come on Alex. We're leaving."

My luck.

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Currently, I am stilling on a huge table with my family and the Carters but the main person from the Carters wasn't here.

Sebastian.

"Im sorry about my son. He's been working hard these few days. He's going to be here in no time." Mrs.Carter said as she sweetly smiled at me and I returned the same.

"I'm just going to use the restroom." I said quietly as everyone nodded and I head out.

I saw an elevator and went inside.

Fuck. I didn't ask where the bathroom was.

I just stopped at the fifth floor and got out, then I bumped into something. Well more like someone.

"Sorry." I murmured while looking down.

"No, it's fine!" He eagerly said with a sweet smile.

Then I looked up.

It can't be. It can't be him. It can't be the guy from five years ago. The same guy from the ballroom. The guy that I've been dreaming about after that dance. It can't. Though I still don't know his name.

"I'm Sebastian."

Shit.