Buttons And Lace .

New beginnings..

' Wake up , buttercup...we have reached '

I groaned at the voice which was disturbing my sleep.
I felt something warm and fluffy and craved for it, not  wanting to lose my source of warmth so soon . So I snuggled deeper into it and soon was falling back to sleep.

' Love , we need to get you home , it's been an hour since we landed '

The voice again cooed slowly against my ear and then I felt something against my earlobe , someone was kissing .
And there was a humming sound.

' Wake up you idiot, that is not  a lullaby ,that is a moan ' My subconscious yelled.

What...!!

I stirred my eyes open quickly and not able to adjust to the sudden light , I closed my eyes with the back of my hand.
I heard a chuckle and I shifted my eyes to the person next to me .

Aaron Everard Buttons

I remembered things .. kissing and humming. 

Oh. god...

" What the hell ,were you doing Mr .Buttons ?" I asked in grumbling in my morning voice.

He had smirk on his face as always..

How much I wish I could smack that smirk off his face right now.

My back was aching badly . I squirmed a bit and felt something wrong.

Goddamn it. I was sitting on his lap .

" Why the hell am I like this? " I whisper yelled.

" Well .. why do you think you are ?"
I bet he saw the discomfort in my face .Yet he is asking me .
This man is a ..jerk . 

" Well..I ..uhm..I..thought ..We ..I .."

" You were sleeping on the seat , so I took you to the bedroom . Then when it was time to land , I brought you back to the seat , but you wouldn't leave me ,so.. you just slept back in lap ."

" What...you could have put me down on the seat..still.."

" Well ..you see ..this position is not something available to me when you are sober so I was making use of it when you were asleep"

" Arrogant..jerk "

The stewardess came in and cleared her throat..only then did I realise that I was still on his lap. I quickly got down .
And his face held visible anger , he didn't like it . Though, doesn't matter to me .
What does he think , he can have me just like that given what he has done. He will be happy with me . I will see to it that he regrets kidnapping me.

" Sir, we have shifted the luggages to your private vehicle. They have already been sent to your place . Anything else you want me to do, sir"

She was openly flirting with him.

What a bitch.

She had a hourglass figure,I must say.
She had pulled her shirt down ,too much , making her cleavage visible .
And then she looked at me ,disgust visible in her eyes . She eyed me from top to bottom. I felt angry .

" Nothing,  Mariah. You may leave now"
He spoke in his usual cold self , not looking at her .

We got out of the area and made our way down the stairs.
She followed us and slipped near Aaron , pushing me hard in the process.
I was about to fall but Aaron's hand caught up with my waist , pulling me closer to his chest .
Mariah was definitely disgusted by this move .She quickly masked her expression and whispered in his ear. It was less of a whisper because I could hear it clearly.

" Are you sure you don't want me to do anything else,sir"
She said with a too much impact on anything else.
Aaron chuckled at her question .
She turned around and smirked at me as if she knew what his answer would be.

Okay she thinks I am in her way?!?
Only if she knew , that I would be more than happy to exchange places with her. Even being in his close proximity wanted me to pull my hair out.
I hate him more than I have hated anything or anyone in my life.

" No.. I already have a girlfriend as you see and no one else can even capture my emotions let alone you . If I see you again anywhere near her , I would not think twice before pulling my trigger through your damn head . You got that ? Now get lost "
He snapped at her and I felt lost. Mariah quickly turned the other way and nearly ran .

He turned to look at me and I didn't want to see his face , hence I snapped my face to the other direction.
I heard sigh and then he intertwined our fingers . I quickly squirmed and tried to pull my palm out of his grip but he was stalwart .
I kept on squirming until we reached a car . A man stood near it and there were several other cars that were at a distance and men stood near then . They looked huge  , like the ones I saw at his house.

He opened the car door and swiftly pushed me inside . And then got in too.  The car had plush leatherette seats and I was sure I bounced a little when he pushed me in . It was a black Maserati.

He drove it to his home.

Or should I say our home. Because this is where I am gonna live from now .. but a question kept ringing on my head .
Why is he doing this to me .
Is there a bigger reason behind this .
Why is he does he even want me ?
He is handsome, okay more than just handsome .
Then why is he doing this to me?

The car stopped in a while . We were in front of a house.
I was in awe looking at it. It was not only huge but elegant and had a Victorian style of architecture.

He opened the door on my side and held  his hand out , I was too busy checking the house that I forgot to throw a tantrum and refuse his hand .
I just held on to his hand as we walked in to the giant building.

There were guards outside and the penthouse in New York was nothing compared to this one .
We walked into the house . And I couldn't help but notice that it silent , there was no one inside.  The house had a huge living room , which was supported by two huge Gothic style pillars. There was a big glass chandelier which provided the necessary elegance to the room . The room was tainted off white colour with golden freckles spasming all over.
There were artifacts and paintings all over the room.

Why would he want this big a house if no one lives in it other than him .

We walked to the stairs and he led me to the first storey. There were numerous rooms and the way was filled with a lot of paintings , some were even rare making me feel suffocated against richness.

He led me to the first room on the huge corridor and pushed the door revealing me one of the most beautiful view.
The room was simple yet elegant , the exact way I had wanted.
There was king sized bed in the middle of the room and a Vincent van Gogh right above its headboard.
The room was pasted blush coloured and  there were to doors . One was the bathroom and the other must be the closet.

I drifted around the room and my eyes fell on the pictures near the window at the far end of the room. It was closer to the bed , making it the first thing visible to the person on the bed after waking up in the morning.

I went near the window and took a closer look at them .

What. The .hell!?!