"Every Little thing you do is magic."
Dillon never let my hand go as we walk out of his room. Caroline and Mr. Smith, Dillon's secretary is waiting for us. They both gave us a smile which I returned shyly.
"Everything is ready, the body guards are at the hallway waiting. The security is tight and all is going along to the plan." Mr. Smith informs Dillon. Dillon nodded and looked down.
I also looked down to my feet and gasp. I'm still wearing my converse! My trusty old red converse! I started to panic.
"Where are the shoes?" I ask Caroline who looks confused. My hands pointed to my feet and she gasped and took her phone out."No need for that." Dillon suddenly speaks. My eyes went to him.
"I want you to feel comfortable. And as you said to me before, you prefer comfort over style. Right?" He remembered our phone conversation? Wow.. I don't even remember saying that before he reminded me. Oh how can he make me feel so much special??
Mr. Smith and Caroline both had shock expressions on their faces while I grinned like an idiot. Dillon gently squeezes my hand, I lifted my gaze to his face and my breath caught up in my throat. He is looking down at me, the corners of his mouth lifts up.
His eyes sparkles and its like everything around us freezes. Then my heart pounded so hard that it hurts.. And those damn butterflies in my stomach just got worsens.. Oh my holy cow.
Your falling In love with him.
And he isn't even trying.."Let's go?" Dillon asks, breaking the magic. I nodded absent mindedly. We went out from the room and Mr. Smith and Caroline followed.
"Remember what we talked about last night. If your feeling nervous just look at me and I'll handle it all. I promise you this will be fast and you will be fine." Dillon assures me. I'm fidgeting and my palms are sweaty and cold.
"Okey.." I breathed and gave him a half smile. The elevator stops and the doors opened. The guards are lining up in the hallway. Dillon and I walked out of the elevator and to the door to the function room where the press conference is held. Dillon stops in front of it and looks down at me.
"Once we go inside the door, I want you to smile. And stay calm. There is no turning back now. The whole world will know we're engaged and your mine." He says firmly states but his voice is gentle. How he can manage to mixed it together and keep me calm... I would never know.
"I know, this is it. It's happening. I'll try my very best to not make fun of myself." My head nods as I spoke.
"That's my girl. Now smile and Wow them." Dillon smiles his heart stopping smile that makes my heart do somersault. The door opens and the war begins.. that's what I call it. Everything that's is involving Dillon seems like a war.. or a battle for me.
The media went nuts, taking pictures of us, I smiled awkwardly and my face actually hurts from too much smiling, I have never smiled this hard and this long. Dillon squeezed my hand and gives me a reassuring smile.
We walked to the stage where a table with two microphones are. Dillon pulled the chair for me, I said my thanks as he sat beside me. His hand is now placed in my legs making me jerk a little.
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Fitted For Each Other
RomanceDillon Mathews, the 26 year old CEO of the largest Hotels and Malls, a multi billionaire in USA. Handsome, Smart, Hot and Rich. A true deffinition of an Alpha male, Strong.. and he needs a wife. Not just any wife though.. but a girl thats opposite o...