I rushed home and was greeted by Stylist, Makeup Artist and other people that only came over for big events. I was stripped from my clothes and was immediately in a bubble filled bath. Everything was happening so fast I couldn't catch my breath. Once done A woman came in and greeted me.
" Hello, I'm Rebecca. I'll be taking care of you this evening making sure you look your absolute best, any questions before we begin Darling? "
" Who is it? " I whispered.
" He's a very rich handsome man, who wants to make you his bride. Only if you meet his requirements. Every week he's in a magazine and the paparazzi is in love with the breath taking man. You're one lucky girl. " She said Admiring me.
Before I could reply two women came in. They applied A mask to my face, Cucumbers to my eyes and began shaving my legs. I shave almost everyday so it wasn't much to do. Then before I knew it someone was tackling my hair and my nails & toes were being painted. Most people would be enjoying this moment but I'm not too much into it. I like getting myself ready sometimes. Once the mask was taken off another was applied. Layers of Yucky foundation and concealer was applied to my soft olive skin. I'm not a fan of makeup but my father insist. Sometimes I think he wished he could wear it. I giggled to myself. After about 2 hours of hell. I was in a red silk strapless dress, My hair was up in a classy messy curl bun. I had a very natural face with a bold lip and bold eye. I also had over 2 million dollars of jewelry on. I smiled in the mirror and quickly took selfies before the photographer came in. He made me take pictures then I was on my way to the dinning area. I was greeted by my father and mother who looked very nice. I kissed my mother and before I could plant one on my father the doorbell rang and he sprang to the foyer. I rolled my eyes.
" Put on a beautiful smile for mother "
my heart began pounding, usually I'm never nervous but I had a somewhat good feeling about this. My stomach began to churn and there he was. A tall brown haired man, with piercing hazel eyes and pink lips. His jawline was perfect I almost melted, He's outfit was screaming billionaire. And his muscles sure did look nice in that suit. My mother nudge me. I walked up to him and bowed then flashed him a smile. He took my hand and planted the sweetest kiss that made flinch. He grabbed my arm and we walked to the dinning area. I took a seat next to him and we had small talk. I really wasn't participating and I know my father will dig in my ass about it later.
" Your mother and I will be back " My father said before exiting the room.
" So, Taylor are you a virgin? " he asked
" Yes. " I replied, almost chocking on this $80,000 wine
I looked at my empty plate then felt my chair turn around. I was facing him and he was facing me. I could see the lust in his eyes. Yes I wanted to give it up but I don't know about giving it up in the dining room to a stranger.
" what are you doing?" I asked concerned.
"Just relax, I'm going to care of you " he said lifting my dress up.
I couldn't move. I knew it was wrong but the feeling he was giving me made it feel so right. He teased me until I couldn't take anymore and jumped on him kissing him. He lifted me on the table and glasses broke but we didn't care. I quickly ripped off his jacket and shirt while he unzipped my dress. He attacked my jaw line. Sucking and kissing on it, getting closer and closer to my spot. I moaned loudly not caring if anyone heard. He pulled down my dress and went lower and lower. My moans filled the mansion until someone cleared they're throat. I jumped and covered myself then turned around. It was my Father. Oh shit.
" what is going on? " Anger filled the room now. We both got back into our clothes and stood before my father. With nothing to say.
" once you marry her you can do whatever you want but until then keep your fucking hands off my daughter you bastard " I was shocked at how my father reacted.
" My apologizes sir. It wont happen again. " The man without a name replied. Before leaving.
I stood in front of the door until it was closed and before I could turn around I was yanked by my hair and thrown to the ground.
" YOUR A FUCKING SLUT NOW! RUINING YOUR CHANCES! YOUR A SELFISH BITCH TAYLOR! YOU DON'T KNOW THAT PIECE OF SHIT! I HOPE HE WHOOP YOUR ASS IF Y'ALL GET MARRIED" after those words all I remember was my father fist pounding my face while my mother watched and I screamed. No one came to help. The maids wouldn't dare. I messed up everything. He was right.
