A Dream Come True! [On Hiatus]

Chapter 4: Everthing was good until he entered my life.

Robin drove us to a big-ass mansion the size of the White House! It's broad windows framed with gold and it's massive garden with a crystal fountain in its center. Holy, James lives in supreme luxury and comfort!

"Bad-ass house ain't it beautiful?", to my right the door is opened.

"It's a friggin mansion! No house features here.", he chuckles at my retort.

I see colorful figures filled in the house; swaying to the beats, even couples smooching.

"Quite the frenzy."

"Let's go through the back door, beautiful.", he grips my hand and drags me away.

We two walk to the back of the mansion towards the back door.

"Ladies first", he gestures.

I roll my eyes and step inside only to find wasted people technically drinking and people making out on sofas. Before I could react and get the heck out of here ,long slender hands hoist me up and flip me... my upper body facing is now downwards and waist hanging on his shoulder. That means my butt is next to his left cheek.

I pound his back hard and scream for help but fail badly, coz of his awe so iron body.

"Put me down Stefan! This instant!"

"There's no escaping my grasp, beautiful. You are gonna have a blast and come home in one piece."

"No shit jerk!", gallons of blood is rushing through my head and I see the whole place up side down style.

He ignores me and takes me to the pure white kitchen surrounded by silver marble walls. Just wow!

He gently places me down on my feet.

"D-do You have any idea how it is like to be hanging up side dow-", I'm too dizzy to stand straight. I'm falling to the tiled floor, eyes shut firmly; I brace myself for a painful impact. In a flash, hands reach out for me, wrapping tightly around my upper body and chest. *Gasp*, I'm breathing heavily.

"Open your eyes beautiful, nothing happened",he whispers which sends horrifying shivers down my spine.

I open them, finding myself inches from the floor. Phew.. That was close. He reels me up to his face, still wrapped in his arms. We are very close, our faces just a inch away. He stares with warm, hazel eyes. I see his enlarged pupils almost bursting out of his eyeballs! It's like we are in a trance.

"Way to close.", I shove him from the chest, looking away from him. They say, a persons' pupils tend to get bigger when you see the people you like and care for. My a$$!

His eyes are still wide open at me! "Stop it you freak! Do you want your eyeballs to pop out?!", yes! He finally reaches to a understanding whether he should blink or not.

"Why? Is it a crime now to admire your Beauty?", he raises one eye brow.

Now this got me red as a tomato. He smirks while gripping my arm and pulling me out of the fancy kitchen.

He then imprisons me on a comfy couch, "I'll go get you a drink my lady."

After that he scurries off to somewhere.

'Playing the gentleman now eh?'

"Hey Scarlett", A sturdy masculine body dressed in a fully black attire, approaches me. He's jet black hair styled up in an old school kinda way and his icy blue eyes piercing into my very soul.

"J-James!", I utter.

Yes. This is James, the guy who owns this fat-ass mansion. We haven't exactly 'hung out', our conversations have always started and ended, with endless hi's' and 'bye's'.