♠️ C O M P L E T E D ♠️
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My sleep was disturbed by a low mumbling. I opened my eyes and looked around. It was still dark out.
I looked up to see if Evander was still awake but what I saw made me scream.
Evander's blue eyes were glowing...
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Riding 'round in the city, babe I know you wish you could change me Why you mad? Girl, why you angry? Yeah, why you angry? Back and forth, you love you hate me Arguing about the same things I don't, I don't know if I can do this I don't, I don't know anymore, baby I don't know anymore
WISH YOU WOULDN'T - NF
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A L T H E A
After choosing one of the men, I went to the rose garden to wait for him.
I was so anxious. I really didn't want to marry any of them. I wanted to leave but how could I? My father increased the guards around the building and I was always locked away in that room.
"Why did you pick me?!" Someone demanded.
I turned around and saw the blonde man from before. He looked furious with me and I wanted to crawl into a hole a die.
"Why did you look like you didn't want to be here at all?" I asked, feigning a brave face.
"I asked you first—"
I interrupted him, "I don't care. There's a reasoning behind your hostility to me and I want to know it."
He scoffed angrily, "Fine." He snapped, "I don't want to get married. I love someone else." He stated more softly.
My heart ached for him as I though about Evan again. He was my true love, as cliché as it may sound. He wanted someone else.
I knew what that was like...
After a short silence, "I chose you because if we did get married, you'd less likely ask me for um..." I suddenly started to feel embarrassed, thinking about sex.
Mainly the sex I had with Evander. All I could suddenly think about was the dirty, erotic images of us together, entangled in the sheets.
"You'd less likely ask me for sex, or children. You seemed so disinterested—" I paused, suddenly being struck with an idea.
"You can help me!" I gasped.
"What?!" He asked looking confused.
I quickly looked around spotting some guards and linked arms. I walked him further into the garden, "Believe it or not, I don't want this either. I love someone else too- but my father killed him. You can still have your chance..." I said quietly, trying to distract the guards from my conversation.
He stayed silent for a while, "I'm sorry for your loss. I will help you, but where do we begin? Our wedding is in two weeks..." he asked.
"That doesn't matter, we only need a week. All you have to do is convince my father that you're madly in love with me and allow him to let you take me on a trip to some country far from here." I answered, mentally solidifying my plans.
"Okay, and what to do if he thinks I'm lying? Eínai dýskolo na peíseis..." he asked, thinking ahead.
(He is difficult to convince)
I nodded, "Just mention that you want a head start on the baby making without all the distractions of the wedding." I shrugged, "Me having kids would seal our places as Nobels so he'd definitely agree."
He sighed but nodded in understanding, "Okay. I'll help." He answered.
"I'm sorry, I don't even know your name." I stated, feeling dumb all of a sudden.
How could you ask someone to help smuggle you out of the country and not even know his name?! How would you address him?! 'Yeah, excuse me sir'. How stupid.
"Elias. Elias Andino." He answered.
"Okay Elias, good luck and thank you for helping me. You don't understand how much I hate it here and how much I hate that man..." I admitted lowly.
"I get it. If my mother had Alexa killed, I'd want out just as bad as you do. I can't imagine a life with out Alexa. I'd rather not live." He replied sombrely.
We walked around for a bit more to avoid suspicion from the guards and got to understand each other's situations.
Alexa was a kitchen maid at Elias' manor. They've been meeting up in secret for almost a year and a half and when Alexa got transferred, she became his fiancée. It wouldn't be unprofessional because she didn't work for him and no one could fault her for it.
I'd explained how Evan had helped me escape and how we'd managed to escape to London before my father ruined everything for us. I didn't go into details but he got it.
"We must part now, Miss Kastellanos..." he said as we got to the entrance of the garden.
"I know, will I see you soon?" I asked, playing along, however remaining stoic.
He smiled and nodded before taking my hand, "Tomorrow." He answered, before placing a kiss on my hand.
I mentally rolled my eyes at how good he was and continued to play along.
I hope that this works out so I can be free...
"Don't flatter yourself Mr Andino, who says I'll want to see you again?"
