The Billionaire's Groom

Chapter 5. Unwanted turns to wanted.

"Talking about the past makes me think that all of it is a story from a soap opera," Clarise said. "But how did you know it was me? The media does not have a single picture of me, you cannot find anything about me on the internet either"

"I did not know it was you at the function. But the scar on your back, which you managed to hide so well. It did not go unnoticed by me. You flinched when Mr Norris touched your back when he introduced you to Mrs Norris and the chief guest who is so beautiful, all the eligible boys had their eyes on you. I was lucky to notice the scar, that is all."

"You are an observer"

"I am me, in love with the girl I admired even when we were kids. I may sound stupid, or even like a stalker, but I seriously did not know it was you, till you flinched at Mr Norris' touch. When I looked at you and could not keep myself to me"

"Is that so? I had no idea about me being wanted by someone. After all, no one would want a geek." Clarise said to him.

"Talk about it. Do you remember Joah? Our senior?"

"Ya, what about him? He was an arse. I remember the day he took my book and soiled it. And then threw it into the dustbin. Everyone laughed at me that day. It was embarrassing but I went up to him tears streaming down my cheeks and slapped him." I said

"Oh yeah, and everyone was shocked," he said remembering the time.

Time flew by and we did not even realise that it was already late. Caleb took my hand in his and we walked out of the restaurant and towards the car.

The car ride was silent, Caleb had sent the driver home, so I was in the front passenger seat and Caleb in the driver's seat. We reached my house and Caleb being a gentleman got down and hurried to open my side of the door.

"You do know that I can open the door myself, right?" I tell him.

"Yes, I do. And I even know that you do not like it when the driver opens it for you."

"How do you know that...?" I asked surprised.

"I know you more than you know yourself."

We walked to my door when I asked him if he would like to have some coffee. He nodded and we entered.

"Like I thought, there are no servants in your house. You know that keeping servants in your house will give employment to many..." he said.

"I tried, but I ended up working with them and they were not comfortable that I was working with them, me being their 'boss'. And you know how I am with the cleanliness thing."

"Oh please. You would never even allow anyone to touch your books."

"Yes, because once I lended my book to Jasmine and she had my book covered in oil. And inside the book I fouun doritos and fried egg. I had to write everything again. And to buy the book, it would take me days beacause I had to work for it."

"But then the next day there was a new book on your desk in science class," he said

"You gave me that book too!?" I asked shocked.

He just smiled.

"You were my fairy godmother."

"More like fairy stocker"

"But it made me who I am today."

"No, you made you who you are today. I merily just gave you a push. I had issues at home too. And I left home right after you did. And the very next day after I left, I got a letter at the safehouse. My father gave me all the business and property because he was in love with someone else and so was mum. It was mutual between them and so they decided that they would begin from scratch and give me all the estates, the propery and the 12 businesses."

"Wow..." was all I could say.

"Anyway, after you left. I took up to my studies and got double promotion each year. Won, many awards for my novels and I am standing in front of you."

"Are you sure that you are not a stalker anymore?"

"No, I am not. You were the only girl in school who asked me if I was okay. I was not well that day and you took me to the nurse. I was young but I knew that I would never find a girl like you. So I did not want to lose you, so I tried to be your secret santa and admired you from afar. It is getting late. I should get going," he got up from the sofa and walked to the door.

"Caleb..... there is a spare room. And when I say spare room, I do not mean guestroom. Sleep there, it is too late," I tell him.

"I have to be early at the office.I have a meeting with the C.E.O. and the owner of CEK for some supplies. It deals with medicine and hormones for my experiments," he tells me.

"CEK, hmmm...., the boss will be late. Don't worry. She had a very late night with her secret lover who was an old friend. She is too tired to wake up early."

He looked at me and smiled, which I returned. I walked to my bedroom and changed into a sports bra and short shorts that were blue and silky. I folded the beautiful dress and kept it back in the box, removed the earrings and placed them in the jewellery box. I wasked my makeup off and got under the comfortable covers of my bed. In seconds I was sound asleep.