"I see you look fine, couz" Josh said as he greeted her with a hug. She just arrived at their home. Still wearing the same clothes. She immediately regretted that she didn't change into less showy clothes. Knowing her father would complain on what she's wearing. But she was in between Josh, who might go actually tell her father about Miles or anything Josh found out and then her father, who would complain on something about her. She was running out of time. Good thing when she arrived, it was in the exact time. Josh was already waiting for her outside when she had just arrived. He was early than she had expected. Or he was really expecting for her to come. On what purpose?
"Let's get this over with" She sighed as she pat his back lightly. He pulled away from her.
"Right. You sound like its business. You hate him much do you?" Josh said. She rolled her eyes. Knowing she won't respond he just shrugged and turned his back on her and started walking inside. She followed him. She look around, the arrangements were still the same as before. It didn't change. Well the only thing she noticed were the painting of her with a wide smile and rosy cheeks. She didn't even remember where the picture were from. She couldn't remember how they painted her.
She look at it in detail. Josh noticed her looking at it as he stopped walking.
"Uncle had it painted last year. It was his gift on valentines day. He invited you to come home for him to give you that but I guess you had another plans. Hearing you went to Santorini that day" Josh said. She shrugged. She was definitely guilty for leaving. But it was last minute when her father called her. They were already in the plane that time. Its way to Santorini.
She didn't respond at all and just continued to walk towards the dining room. She thought about her father. Whatever happens it is still her father. Whatever her father was doing to her, it was for her own good too. He wanted her safe and alive. He doesn't want to lose her like he did to her mother. Who had died giving birth to her. Plus her father was the one who raised her. If it wasn't for him, she wouldn't be alive.
She entered the dining room to see no one in there. The plates were placed on the table and its side were the spoon and fork. The wine glass placed on to right. Though there wasn't anyone in there. Except her eye caught the two extra set of plates. She wasn't expecting another company. She thought the three of them would only have dinner. Now that it crossed her mind, her father might invited her because he wanted something. Like business or something. Maybe introduce her to a man, who she might be marrying. Fixed marriage maybe? She shake her head, not liking the thought of it.
She hoped it wasn't exactly what she's thinking. But whatever is going to happen, she was certain it wouldn't be good. For her actually. She was nervous on what her father is planning. She wasn't ready for anything. She searched around, looking for something. But then Josh interrupted her behind.
"What is it?" Josh asked, eyeing at her. She was thinking for a moment. If she would ask him about it. But she just shake her head and walk towards the table. She sat on a chair as Josh sat across her.
"Where's father?" She asked instead. Carefully placing her purse in her lap. Josh just shrugged while looking at his phone. He doesn't seem to stop typing but he replied to Leila's question.
"He said he was going to pick up something. He just left 20 minutes ago. I didn't know what he's thinking but he told me he would really appreciate it if I invite you here for dinner. I guess we have to find it out ourselves" Josh said without even looking at her. He had guessed what Leila's thinking. He himself is confused too. But he wanted to do something for his Uncle. Of course he was another Marko Jr. well soon to be. Marko is Leila's father.
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Chained to Mr. Billionaire
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