He calls Me Princess

Alex's Party

👆👆onyx's evening gown👆👆

Aana's party was a success. She really enjoyed herself. All of the kids got goodie bags with candy, toys, stickers, some other kid stuff and about a hundred bucks each. The parents got their own bags with exotic chocolates and about a grand, "for gas money" Alex said. (Don't know who in the hell needs that much for gas, but ok Alex)

Miss. Aiono (Alex's dad's mom) is such a sweet woman. Alex talks about her a lot and I can see why. I only spoke to her briefly when she picked up a sleeping Aana after her party, but she was beyond delightful. She's a beautiful woman and for someone who is over a hundred years old, she doesn't look a day over 30. She's funny, intelligent, witty, and, from what I can tell, very sweet.

Although I was a tad offended when she asked why I was allowed out of my uniform.

Yes, she assumed I was one of Alex's maids.

Alex quickly pulled me close and explained to her that I was actually his companion and not a for hire. She apologized profusely and it made me think.

I turned around after closing the front door and waving Rosalie off. "How come I knew all about her and she doesn't know who I am?"

Alex scratched the back of his hand, "She was just kidding." he lied, staring at my shoes.

"No she wasn't. Why doesn't she know about me? Am-am I supposed to be a secret?"

"No! Not at all. Its just-"

"Just what," I interrupted, "because if you can't put me on a shelf like the trophy I am, it's because you stuffed me in the attic. So please tell me where I stand right now, or I'll get my sister and go."

"I told you what you mean to me just today!"

"My worth and my place are 2 very different things, Alex. Now please tell me, Where. Do. I. Stand?" I questioned harshly.

"I was afraid ok?" he looked directly in my eyes. "The last time I told her I found the girl I wanted to marry, she ended up being the one person verbally assaulting my baby sister. So please forgive me if I wanna be sure before I tell the only parent figure I have left, about you."

His words stung like lemon juice on a fresh cut. "You..doubted me...you doubted us? I gave away everything I had just to be here with you. I entrusted my life in a stranger the first night I slept here. I trusted you with my sisters fucking life when I was about to give myself up to John. I gave you my first time...and you questioned me? And you still compared me to that fuck-faced whore?" my emotions were bubbling over.

"Princess, I'm so sorry. I didn't-"

"I need you to call me Onyx. Until I have my head on straight, call me Onyx. I'm going to finish planning your party and we can finish faking our relationship until it's over and then we can decide where the fuck you and I are going to go after it's over."

His jaw tightened when the tears from my eyes hit the ground. I knew he wanted to hold me and wipe them away but I didn't want to touch him. I knew he wanted to hear my thoughts but I cut our link off and that's what made him blow up.

"Fine. You got it, I can say whatever you want me to, but you'll always be my fucking Princess, Onyx."

The last part sounded strange, foreign coming from him.

I hated it. I immediately wanted to be Princess again, wanted to be held again but I had to hold up. He didn't deserve to be forgiven so soon.

But no matter, I have a party to finish because it starts at 8. I already texted every one in Alex's contacts the information (about a thousand people) and it was already 5.

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The people began pouring in at about 8:30 and it was 9 at the moment. About 300+ people were dancing, eating, mingling and enjoying themselves.

Except me. I was in an extravagant gown that Alex had picked out to match his tux and it was gorgeous but my mood has been down since me and Alex's fight. I haven't seen him since.

The dress fit my body well. I am only 5 foot 6 inches, with 36B breasts, and very curvy hips with thick thighs to match. So the gown accentuated my features and made my body look so nice. My 5 inch heels were silver and plastered with real diamonds from toe to strap making them the most expensive things I've ever owned especially since they were custom made from Luis Vuitton ($547,000).

I wonder where Alex is...

Pri-..onyx, where are you?

I hear him. I stay sitting on the bed of some random guest room, while I fidgeted with my diamond bracelet. My make-up was very subtle and natural with my earthy tones and nude lipstick. The only part of my make-up that didn't look natural was my winged eyeliner that was not too long and not too thick.

I actually looked worth Alex's time, of course we're fighting when I do. I turned my mind link on. I wanted to hear him again. Pitiful, I know, it's only been a couple of hours and I already miss him.

I'm in a guest bedroom.

Come downstairs....please. He begged.

I debated for a second, fine, I'm on my way downstairs.

I slowly got up, glancing at myself one last time in the full body mirror. I took a deep breath and made my way down the hall to the stairs.

As I walked down the hall to the stairs, my heart went wild and beated like crazy.

Would I be good enough to face all these rich people?

Am I really pretty enough to be with Alex all night?

What if-

"Please... stop. I can't listen to you ask all these ridiculous questions. You're better than me, you're better than everyone in this world. You mean more to me than I could have ever imagined and I need you. I'll love you even if you leave me and tell me you hate me. Please don't do either because I would die for the first time in my 'life'. You deserve the world and I'm gonna give you as much of it as I can. I love you."

My heart swelled at his stupid, gushy speech and I fought back my happy years. I get the sneaking suspicion that our argument was over.

"Damn right, now let's start this party."