Bred To Be Wed

Chapter 3

Unknown POV: 

She was beautiful. Even asleep. She didn't snore, her mouth was closed, and her breathing was barely noticeable. She really was perfect. 

Her hair fell in perfect layers of black. Her face was in perfect proportion. She has rose colored lips. I believe her eyes were crystal blue. She also had the most amazing smell. Her papers stated she had B- and that was rare. 

I drove all the way to Le Mans from Paris, which is a good two hour drive. She was worth it though. The whole ride home, I could not keep from starring at her. Complete innocents and beauty rolled into one.

I wonder what she thinks of me.

River's POV:

When I woke, we were in a city near Paris. I only knew this by a passing sign that read, 'Paris 8 miles west.' I looked at the man next to me. He was quiet like before but aware that I was awake.

"Did you sleep well?" He said after what felt like years of silence. His voice was deep and tense, like he just finished doing something he wasn't supposed to. 

"Yes, thank you." I replied as I had always been taught to. 

He looked confused for a moment but shook it off and went back to silence. God, how I hated the silence. 

The car was very nice. With LED lights that lit every edge of the interior. It also had a new car smell. With that being said, this was my first time being in a car so it would be new even if the car was ten years old. 

On a couple occasions, I caught the man starring. But only for split seconds at a time.

I finally built up the courage to ask him a question, "I don't mean to be rude, but what am I allowed to call you?" 

The question along with my voice made him impossibly stiffer. "My name is Lucas Scars. You may call me Luca." That simple answer made me feel slightly more relaxed. 

Lucas and River Scars. That has a nice ring to it. 

We drove into Paris and passed the Eiffel Tower. It was beautiful just like in the books. After passing through the main part of Paris, we drove for another 25 miles. The houses continued to get larger and farther apart. Then he turned onto a long concrete driveway.

We pulled up to an extremely large home. It seemed to have four floors, most of the walls made of glass. There was a giant in ground swimming pool around the back of the house. The garage was controlled by Lucas's remote. Inside were several beautiful brand new cars. He got out and swiftly came to open my door. 

I stepped out into the early spring air. He gestured for me to follow him to the front door. It was tall and blue. The original coloring of the house itself was white. He held the door open for me and I walked into the living space. 

He treated himself to a bottle of wine, also pouring me a glass. The living room ceiling was very high and held a crystal chandelier. All of the furniture was white except for the rugs and pillows. The windows facing the driveway led to the ceiling. A large flat screen TV hung from the wall that the couches faced. 

I glanced around and saw a hallway. Curiosity almost drove me to running around the home exploring, but then I realized that I was no longer a child, but a lady. He turned and went down that exact hallway. I stood in the same spot I was originally in, only going to move if I was given permission. 

"Aren't you tired, River?" He said my name with such ease. It was enchanting. He glanced at me in amusement once again. "Yes sir." I simply replied.

He didn't expect me to reply in such a way. He turned and walked toward me. Grabbing my hand when he got close enough. He tugged me by that hand down the hallway. We passed several doors until we turned in the direction of two towering, dark blue doors. I would assume that was his sleeping quarters. 

As soon as he reached the door, he let go of my hand. I didn't want him to. He sat his glass of wine on the small table beside the doors, and opened them. His room was dark. It was quite obvious that he preferred the color dark blue.  Two doors were on the right wall and one on the left. 

His bed itself was larger than any ordinary king size. He headed for the right wall, one of the doors must lead to a bathroom. He started undressing himself on the way there. As soon as his shirt dropped, so did my jaw. He was muscular in every way. His physique was incredible. And just when I thought he couldn't get more attractive, his pants dropped. He was wearing boxers and facing the opposite direction as me, but the visible V shape appeared in his lower back. Probably even more so in the front. 

I quickly composed myself before he caught me starring like he had before. "Your closet is over there." he said pointing to the left wall. "Ok." is all I managed to say. 

I made my way over to my closet. The door was black. When I opened it I gasped. The size of the closet alone was the size of my room at the project. It had everything I ever wanted. Dresses on one side with a shoe rack underneath them. There was a full length mirror beside a vanity. Drawers full of lingerie, shirts, pants, everything. 

I slipped into a matching set of lingerie and a big T-shirt. When I was finished, I switched the light off and closed the door behind me. Lucas was in a different pair of boxers and clearly had just gotten out of the shower. My eyes trailed up and down his body. I was right about his V line. I stood outside of my closet not knowing where he wanted me to sleep. 

"You do know you are allowed to do as you please, right River?" He asked me while coming closer to his bed. "Does that mean I am allowed to sleep in your bed?" I asked him, really looking forward to getting close to him. 

"Like I said, do as you please." He replied as he was getting into the bed. I made my way over to it on the opposite side. He stayed closer to the edge but as time passed, he had found his way about half a foot away from me. He was facing me but asleep. I decided that was the best I was going to get tonight so I finally began to drift to sleep.

Goodnight Luca.