A VERGARA WEDDING(THE YOUNG BILLIONAIRES SERIES BOOK1) SAMPLE

Chapter Eight-Updated

CHAPTER EIGHT

''Oh my, you two are so adorable.'' A tall woman with black hair that seemed to have lost its sheen gushed. Ella resisted the urge to roll her eyes for the umpteenth time; the woman was actually the third person to patronize them thinking they're married and on their honeymoon.

After so many attempt to correct the misunderstanding, Ella gave up and it irked her even more when Dylan confirmed smugly that they're indeed on their honeymoon and that they had been robbed and left penniless when that was a pure white lie.

But then again, considering the fact that they both looked like they'd descended from the Sahara after circling round the woods countless number of times until heaven had decided to have pity on them by pointing west, straight to where they are now.

As much as Ella had been infuriated at their assumption of her and Dylan being a couple, she forced herself to put on a cheerful act. But even that didn't last long when she heard from the woman that they'd missed the last bus to the city and would have to wait three days.

Ella groaned inwardly, couldn't this get any worse?

''You don't have to look so disappointed,'' Dylan said. ''I'm not that bad of a company am i?'' he smiled, that smiled that caused delicious thrill down her spine which Ella's not sure she liked at all.

She ignored him and began to walk in the woman's wake but Dylan's strong arms circled around her waist, clasping her to his side.

Ella squirmed in protest but he wouldn't budge. ''What do you think you're doing?'' she demanded in a low harsh whisper.

''Just relax,'' he coaxed evilly. ''I don't bite, they think we're married so I'm only acting the part.''

''Well I'm not interested.'' She gritted struggling to get out of his grip once more.

''Think about it, will they be this nice to us after they learn that we are not a couple?'' Ella frowned into his eyes as he arched a brow, cocking his head to the side and giving her that you –know-I'm-right look.

Finally, she accepted defeat and relaxed in his arms; those arms that kept perking her awareness and put her on edge.

Dylan smiled when he felt her relax in his arms and knew he was making progress. More or less.

By the time Ella had gotten a nice bubbly bath and had eaten a meal fit for an army, she'd gathered that the place was called lovers' creek the destination for lovers including honeymooners. The woman who had ushered them in before whose name was Milagros oversaw the place and she'd agreed to let them stay for free considering their circumstance.

Milagros was extremely generous and hospitable.

Ella met another couple Estelle and Romeo; if only she was named Juliet, Ella thought sarcastically the two would have been mistaken for the real classic couple.

Estelle was five-foot-four at least with wavy long blonde hair, when she smiled she gave her all, like some Japanese anime character.

But she was beautiful nonetheless and the two quickly bonded.

Her husband Romeo on the other hand seemed a bit reserved and intimidating. He seemed to Ella like some macho man, which made it all the more uncomfortable to feel his gaze all over her and she didn't miss the unmistaken lust in his eyes. Ella felt chills run through her, giving her eerie goose bumps.

By the time dinner was over, Ella cursed Dylan for leaving her behind with those women who kept throwing questions at her, one that were enough to make her blush to the roots of her hair. He was the one who gave them a confirmation and he cowardly ran off and left her to deal with it.