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Jane John is the daughter of a multimillionaire owner of a makeup brand. Since her mother divorced her father when she was a little girl, her father because very protective of her and does only the best for her. As she approaches her sixteenth birthday under his empire, her father wants to see her settle down and be happy for once in her life, but he have strict rules of which guy she should date. While Jane walks out of her father's office building, she meets a handsome guy called Peter whose past is as dark as his leather jacket and motorcycle. She is afraid that her father won't let her date someone like him, so she meets him secretly. As time goes by, she starts to fall in love with the bad boy.

Roses & Kisses

I took my best short dress that's light pink after I took a shower and washed my hair. My hair smelt of mint shampoo, and after I dried it, I combed my hair. My hair was like my dad's, light brown, and slightly curly. I had a lot of hair products to tame my frizzy hair. I didn't mind the expense because it was with dad's credit card. Mom always argued with dad for over spoiling me with his money. That was their main argument that occurred whenever they meet up or when mom wants to pick me up for the weekend. This weekend I luckily, was allowed to stay with dad. I had to avoid mom as much as possible, and her crazy husband Ben.


I could see my blue eyes that I inherited from mom, which made dad hesitate to look deeply into my eyes, because it reminds him of mom. I wore my dress, and sprayed some expensive fruity perfume. I pinned a rose hair pin on my hair, and did some makeup. I had to look my best, since Peter will be visiting me. I looked in the mirror, then took my Gucci purse. 


I went out of my room, and walked down the stairs. The big hall had a white piano in the center as dad liked. He used it whenever he had the time, and taught me how to play it. I even had a teacher who teaches me three times a week. Isabella saw me walking down the stairs, and looking from the big window that separated the hall from the big garden outside. The water sprinkles were working for a few minutes. 


"Going somewhere?" Isabella asked, and looked at my dress and purse.


"Oh, it's Peter, he's coming for a visit. I want to go on a ride with him," I explained. 


"But your father needs to know," Isabella warned. "You know how picky he is witht he guys you would date."


"I know, but he shouldn't know about it either," I said, and winked at her.


"Oh, I see what you're doing. I'm not doing this," She said.


"I will give you another bonus," I said.


She pursed her lips, and looked around to check if someone heard us. "Okay, but only this time," She said. "I don't want to get fired, I have kids."


"Don't worry, you're safe, and thank you," I said. 


When the sprinkles stopped, I opened the glass door, and walked on the grass. It was the only way dad wouldn't see me walking dressed up like I'm attending a cocktail party. The tents of the cocktail party were empty, it's where dad made his parties of hundreds of people who would attend. He had a lot of business friends he liked to keep close. That's what mom didn't like about him, that he had a lot more parties than cozy family time. 


My heels sank inside the grass soil, and made my walk difficult, but it was the only way dad won't see me meeting up with Peter. I felt my phone buzz inside my purse.I opened my purse and took my cellphone out to see a test from Peter. 


I walked faster on the grass, but heard something spraying on the ground, and saw the sprinkles getting activated again. My stomach twisted. I knew I was about to be sprayed by water sprinkles with my fancy dress, hair and makeup. I ran on the grass, and I felt the water spray over my whole body, I stopped walking and squealed as I breathed from my mouth. It was too late, my whole outfit was ruined, and if my dad saw me, he would definitely know.


I walked fast to the front gate of the house, and when I reached the gate, I saw Peter waiting for me. He looked shocked to see me wet from head to toe. His jaw dropped when he saw my ruined hair and makeup. My face felt hot, and I started crying. I turned around and ran inside the house again. 


The Visit