Mia Brown
I had a wide smile on my face right now. A genuine girl grin not my usual mischievious smirk. I had just gotten of the phone with Dave and he was on his way. We had the house to ourselves. My parents were in Tokyo the last time I checked and Anna was away. Something about going to visit her grandparents. It was just me, the head maid Fiona and the rest of the stuff in the different floors of the Mansion.
I took the dress I had bought and put it in the gift bag and rushed to the first floor where Fiona was preparing the meal I had asked her to prepare. Yes, I had asked her nicely and said please. I feel myself changing. Being a better person.
"Ehmm, Fiona." I called her nervously. "May.. Can I ehmm speak to you."
"Yes Miss Brown." She replied just as nervously.
"Fiona, my entire life, you have been my parent. My parents have left me and most of the time I feel alone. I guess I am always seeking attention everywhere I go and whenever I see and Anna I feel jealous. I wanted that love and attention for myself. My parents give me anything money can buy but the don't give me the one thing I really want and seeing you and Anna reminds me of all I lack. Fiona, I know all this doesn't justify my actions and the horrible things I said and I know I don't deserve it but would you please forgive me. I am so sorry Fiona. Please forgive me." I covered my face with my hands and cried. What I didn't expect was Fiona's motherly hands covering my shoulders and rubbing gently to soothe my pain. I cried even harder at the gesture. I felt like a monster for all I did to her and Anna.
"Mia, you have no idea how long I have waited to hear you say that. I love you like my own daughter. I have no idea of what you have been through but I am happy you are back to your senses. I am guessing it has something to do with that boy coming over." Typical Fiona. Always finds a way to lighten the mood.
"Who said anything about a boy?" I pouted acting dumb
"You came in her saying you have a guest, asking me to make your favourite meal and overseeing everything to make sure it was all perfect." She smirked at her come back
"It could be a girl." I smirked back
"Could. But it is not. And Mia Brown you are blushing. I have never seen you blush before. I just hope he is not here for your money cause I will personally castrate him." And we burst into laughter like we used to.
"I am pretty sure he is not. He doesn't need my money. He is technically richer than my family." I said now realising it.
"Wait. That means that he is a Peterson. Blake has a son?" She sounded shocked.
"No,no,no. Well I don't know but David is his nephew. He is Ben and Rebecca Peterson's son. He is the sole heir to BB construction east and possibly west." I explained
"And I am guessing he doesn't want anyone knowing this so my lips are sealed." She swore
"I know I can count on you. You cannot tell Anna too. That is his choice to make. He should be here in an hour so Let me go freshen up. By the way, here, this is for your dress I ruined. I saw you looking at it in a magazine I thought I should get it for you. And am not taking no for an answer." I stated sternly at the end
"I was not about to reject a $300 designer dress love." She said grinning at the dress. "I have more dresses you could ruin if this is how you repay me." She said stilling smiling like a little girl. With that, I ran to my floor and prepared myself.
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"You know Fiona, he has never been a second late to anything in his life, now he is 45 minutes late. What if something happened." I said pacing around the room.
"I am sure he is just being fashionably late. You are just being paranoid. I saw he is in love with you. When he came here that other time." She reassured me but I was not convinced. He is not picking up his phone and he is late. I should have known better. Why would he like me? I am a bully, And a player. I was about walk out when I heard a siren in my driveway followed by what sounded like a customized turbo diesel V8 engine. What? I am a bit of a car junky.
Wait, siren? Oh my God. What is going on. The paparazzi in my neighborhood had already gathered and started taking pictures and videos of what was going on in my driveway. Fortunately, once the gate was closed, the only way to see inside was climbing the high wall. I went out expecting the worst. I was about to shit myself only to see the brown-eyed boy I had fallen for. He had a three piece blue custom tailored suit that fitted like a glove and black formal shoes. Well, blue was my idea and I am glad I said it. He shook hands with the giant cop who I guess was his escort and the guy left. What an entrance!
He turned to look at me. He looked very scared and he did not even try to hide it. Doesn't he know me at all? I swear he is inviting me to tease him.
"Look babe, I am so so sorry, I was speeding and Adrien held me up for 30 minutes." He started rumbling
"And you couldn't call to tell me? I was waiting here like a fool for you." I fake yelled
"I know, you have every right to be mad, my phone died-"
"Excuses excuses, you have never been late in your life. Tell me David, do you even love me?" I fake sobbed
"Ofcourse I do, never doubt my love for you. Babe, I promise I will make it up to you, it will never happen again I swear. Please baby, I love you so so much." He pleaded. I loved hearing him confess to me and I couldn't help but laugh.
"You should see your face right now." I teased in between laughs
"Something tells me that this is how things are going to be between us. I am going to get you back."
"Good luck with that brown eyes." I leaned in and kissed him. I poured my soul into the kiss and it was worth it.
Dave arrives in style. Another one down. I am still not sure how long this book is going to be but I hope you enjoy it throughout, and I will try not to lose the plot because things are about to get real. Remember the unknown p.o.v😦😦
X Leo
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