Meeting His Parents

“The Master and Madame are waiting for your arrival in the main dining room. They’ve asked for you to join them for lunch once you’ve arrived,” the butler quickly informed Brandon.

“Thank you. We’ll head there now,” Brandon said casually.

“Don’t worry about your luggage, I will put them in your room for you,” the butler said.

Luggage? I don’t remember packing anything since I didn’t even know that I had to stay over for the night. Was there a way that I could get out of this one?

Maybe if I talk to Brandon…

“Thank you. Our luggage is in the car,” Brandon replied smoothly.

I shot him another inquisitive look and he winked at me. It was clear that he planned all this. I hated the way that Brandon always seemed to get his way in everything. I rolled my eyes when the butler had turned away from us.

“Come on, Elena. I’ll take you to meet my parents,” Brandon said with a smile.

“I don’t remember agreeing to spend the night with you here,” I muttered accusingly.