Chapter 17

Chapter 17: -

With the morning light, I knew my new life was knocking on my door with so much force it might break me down. It's scaring me to the core, and it's making it hard to keep my head up and leveled with society. Things that should not happen are playing in my brain, pros, and cons, for my previous decision lining up on my blank brain board, but the cons are more than the pros. I have to go past this negative thought as soon as possible because there is no turning back now. I'm doing this for Shaw and only for her.

With my last breath of negativity out, I made my way to my shower, getting ready for this day to get down and get over it. I'm going in to meet his family today, and then I will go for my dress selection and makeover to look like a lady from a good background. I haven't received a proper meal in days, and now it's showing its effect on me. I was still observing my compaction when my phone chimed.

"I'm here, open the door, "articulated the message from the guy who should not be name making me flinch (dam the attitude of this guy even his text scream arrogant brat).

I looked out of my window, raindrop hitting it, making a peaceful tune. So I left him to stand out there a few more minutes. I'm in no humor for his arrogance right now.

I made my way to my bathroom, doing a little makeup. I have left. I will be the canvass for all those designers and makeup artists he can provide from tomorrow onwards. Doing my makeup will not be my privilege anymore.

I was applying my liner when I felt that someone was staring at me, but when a hand came out of nowhere and touched my shoulder, I panicked as all bad things came flooding my brain and I grabbed my liner, turning around to hit it on whosoever was behind me, but when I turned around air left my lungs within a second a very very angry looking Alex was there, and he slammed me back on my mirror with so much force I think I hear a crack.

His breath was harsh and raspy. He was so close to me that even the air was not passing between us and hell. His hair was messy and sticking to his head, his eyes cold, and every muscle in his body flexing with his hold tight and tight, making my blood circulation stop.

"Why the hell you were not answering the door," he whispered in my ear, his lips touching my earlobe, making me shiver. I don't know whether it was with excitement or fright, but my heartbeat was so fast that I felt it was going to tear out from my flesh and jump out any moment.

"Answer me," he shouted, making me jump, but he slammed me once more with force than last time.

"I....ah...I am...I didn't know you were here." He exhaled his minty breath, hitting my face, making me lick my lip which didn't go unnoticed by his hawk eyes, but the reaction was nowhere any guy would lust, but he stood there like a stone observing me. "Don't lie to me bit*h, your face is like a coloring book, and it's not hard for me to read, so next time, prepare well before you pull your shi*y stunt on me.

I'll just let it slide because we are already late, but next time you will be punished, and it won't be nice". With that, he stepped back, making me fall on my bathroom floor. I thought he was gone but was I wrong. He pulled a hand full of my hair in his hand, leaning down and coming face to face with me, his cold eyes piercing me when he dropped one Bobby pin in my lap, making me gasp.

"You son of a bitch, you picked my lock," I shouted. I was mad was a considerable understatement right now because he made my blood boil, and I forgot that he still is holding my hair in his hand when he reminds me that by pulling it again with much force, my scalp is hurting.

"I did what I should do next time I will break your door and drag you out with your hair Understand?" He makes me nod my head with pulling my hair up and down.

Good girl, as now you obeyed me, I will reward you. You want to know how?" I was still for a moment. Reward!!!! What is that reward? (I thought to myself) But before any thought can pass my brain, his lips come crashing on mine, taking my breath away. His lips were like ice on my warm one, so slow that I was amazed and shocked at the same time, but before I could register my first kiss in my brain, he was gone leaving my hair, making them fall to my face covering his effect from his gaze.

I heard him walk away. "Get up. We don't have a year for this," his voice didn't even show that we just kissed. At the same time, mine is stuck inside my throat. With wobbly legs, I made my way to my front door to his car when his driver opened the door for me, I stepped in, finding Alex on the other side half-hidden from me, and it looked like he was on a business call, so I turned my eyes and watched the trees go by.

We were in some high-class society. Palm trees surrounded the street, and houses so classy that it looked like I was in a movie. The car turned into a mansion and parked around some expensive-looking fountain. Alex stepped out straight his coat jacket when his driver opened mine.

He was at my side when I stepped out, linking my hand with his with a smile on his face, which I didn't know was real or fake. We made our way to the front door, and he knocked, "Listen when I touch you, respond. I kiss you. I want you to kiss back when I laugh. I like the same from you, and if anything goes wrong, you know we are going back to my house; this night would be punishing one for you, am I making myself clear? He ended with a cold glare.

"Crystal," I replied, but he shushed me when we heard someone approaching the open when a pretty lady appeared from the other end. Her face lightened up with a smile when she saw Alex.

"Alex, honey, how have you been? I thought I would never see you again," she said as she hugged him, making me feel jealous. I remember when my mom used to hug me like that, but when that lady turned to me, her smile was lost, and a frown took its place.

"Who are you, honey? I have never seen you around?" She questioned when Alex interrupted her, "Mom meet my fiancé, and my Future wife Regan. And Regan Meet my mom Denise" he blurred out so fast that it was also not an understandable sentence for me.

'I think I just heard the word wife from my son's mouth. Is this true? 'an old version of Alex stepped out, taking my appearance in." Wow, Son, you are fast, aren't you! that the man said.

"Hello honey, my name is Victor, and I'm this young man's father," he said, extending his hand my way, which I took in an instance, Regan. I replied with a slight shake. "Come in. We got dinner ready, let's have some food, and then we can talk.

We made our way to a grand dining hall where a mahogany dining table lined five chairs, with many dishes were placed on it. It looked like an extensive buffet that instantly made my mouth water. Victor sat on the head chair Denise on his right, Alex on the left, and me. I took my seat next to Alex. The last empty chair I took in suspiciously was weird is anybody missing, which I thought did not go unobservant.

"That chair is for my younger son. He said he would be here, but I don't think anymore. But I think he will be there at your wedding, sweetie Alex and he is close, you know, victor said, which made my brain wheel turn fast.

Alex's brother Omg I don't want to know who he is. Because if he is the duplicate of Alex, it's better if I don't see him at all. With the aroma of food hitting my nostrils, all thoughts went out of the window. I can worry about Alex's copy later or maybe never.

Right now, I was hungry as hell, so I dived in finishing everything in moments.

When I looked up, I saw his mom gaping as my dad started laughing, and Alex looked like he wanted to kill me.

You got something here, honey, his dad said when I pulled up my handkerchief and wiped my face off. However, Alex's steel gaze was still there when I felt his hand on my thighs. I still he leans into my ear "don't pig out you are ruining my image. you know the punishment is waiting for you. Right?" he whispered in my ear, making it look like he is saying some loving word, but the devil doesn't sound nice he is Lucifer in Saint Michael mask and that was confirmed when he trailed his finger up my thigh that SON OF A BIT*H.

I stabbed his shoulder with my fork, making him jump, and he caught every one eye.

"Is something wrong, Alex?" his mother asked, making him growl, but he said nothing waiving it off, but after a few minutes, he stood up.

"Mom Dad, I think I should show Regan around right honey?" he said, smirking in my direction, but I know it was a trap. He wants to do anything but show me around. Hell, I was done with this person. I will make you taste your own medicine. Just wait for it, Alexander William.

You're going down bitchy bitch.

D.O.W.N