The Billionaires Daughter

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3rd Person POV

Rose walked into her fathers office. She wasn't the stereotypical rich girl. She had it all. Money, clothes, mansion, anything and everything. But she wasn't happy.

"You wanted to see me dad?"

"Oh, Yes sweetie. Your not gonna be very happy about this."

"What is it? Dad, ill do anything. Tell me." At this time she was just 

"Your getting married." He turned away from her as he said this.

She flinched at his words, "No I'm not?"

"Yes you are, and you will Rosalie. I've already arranged it all. It will happen tomorrow"

"I will not get married. Especially not to somebody I do not even know!"

"Yes you will! You do not get a say in this Rosalie. There's a car outside. It will drive you to your new house. It is already fully stocked. And your Fiancé will be there as well." He gave her a slight push towards to the door. "Now go." She continued to grumble the whole way to the car.

She couldn't help but gasp when they got to the house. It was in the mountains and was beyond gorgeous. She absolutely loved it. Well up until she got out of the car and a man opened the front door.

He gave her a sweet smile. He was really hot but she didn't care about that. This was the man she was being forced to marry and live with. He had soft looking brown hair and stormy grey eyes. 

"Hey. My names Grant." He stuck his hand out for her to shake which she did for some reason.

"Rosalie Evans. But you can call me Rose."

Rose's POV

When I walked into the house I gave a gasp. It was even more gorgeous on the inside. I heard the door shut behind me and turned to see Grant grinning while looking around at the house as well. 

"Its gorgeous," I said as I looked around. I then asked Grant, "Where's my room?"

He gave a mischievous smirk. "You mean our room?" I went wide eyed. For a moment I had forgot we would be getting married the next day. I then sighed flopping face first onto the couch and screamed into one of the throw pillows. I couldn't believe my father was making me do this. 

"Fine. Where's our room?" I sat up looking at him.

"Top floor." He said smirking.

"Ok." I said sighing and getting up walking there locking the door behind me. I walked into the huge walk in closet seeing none of my clothes but just his on half. I guess my father didn't think I'd need clothes. I decided to just take one of his shirts which was more like a dress and a pair of spandex I had been wearing under my dress.

Deciding to go take a shower I went into the bathroom locking that door as well. Getting done quickly I put on the clothes throwing my hair up into a messy bun on top of my head. I then headed downstairs to find something to eat.

While I made some chicken alfredo I felt somebody come up behind me and put their arms around my waist. Instinctively I turned around quickly and kneed them in the balls while punching them in the nose.

I heard him yell a few choice words and noticed it was grant. Oh shit. I'm dead. With wide eyes I turned back around and continued cooking acting as if nothing even happened.

Grant's POV

Well that fucking hurt. However I recovered quickly and sat on a barstool across from Rose. She was gorgeous. "What ya cooking?"

She just gave a quick blunt response, "Alfredo."

I just slightly shook my head. She was very focused on cooking. "Can I help?"

Finally she looked up from the pan slightly. "Can you even cook?"

"Yeah actually." I said as I nodded rolling up the sleeves of my long sleeve T. It was freezing up here in the mountains usually. I walked around and leant on the counter next to her. 

"Kay. Get me the parmesan cheese and the French bread." I did as she said and set it down on the counter. She picked up the parmesan cheese and sprinkled some into the pan with the sauce. "Cut a few pieces of the bread and put it into the oven. Make a few extra too." Cutting up some of the bread and sticking it in the oven I grinned at her. After it was all done she made me get a few plates and a bowl while she made some salad in a bowl really quick and made me get a bottle of wine from the pantry.

I quickly set the table. When we started to eat I moaned at the food. "This is probably some of the best food I've ever had."

She gave a slight blush looking down at her plate. "Thank you. My mom taught me how to cook."

We ate the rest of our food in silence and she cleared the table while I went to shower. When I got out she was sitting on the bed on her laptop. When I took a slight peek I noticed she was finishing up a website for a boutique.

"What's that for?" I said as I sat on the bed next to her.

"My boutique." She said as she looked over at me with a grin. 

"You have a boutique?" I asked incredulously.

"Yes I do." She said as she looked back at the computer. 

"That's really cool." Looking at her with a soft smile I noticed she must be cold. The blanket weren't very thick and she was just wearing one of my T-Shirts and some spandex. Taking off my hoodie I held it out to her.

She looked from me to the hoodie and back. "I cant take that."

"And why not?" I said with a slight frown on my face.

"You'll freeze!" She said looking at me with a duh expression.

"No I wont." I said putting the hoodie over her shoulders.

Rose's POV

Immediately I was hit with his smell. It was a woodsy smell. I sighed but just slipped the hoodie over my arms. "Fine." Closing my laptop I set it on the bedside table and lied down turning off my lamp. I was facing away from him but I felt him shift and then lay down. Suddenly I was felt his arm snake around my waist and pull me to his chest. My eyes opened wide. His chest was bare.

"This okay with you?" He said. You could hear the smirk in his voice. So I just flipped over and faced him putting my head to his chest. To be honest I actually really liked this. He was warm and it helped warm me up. Slowly but surely I drifted off with the smell of him flooding my senses.