Elena
I can’t believe I see myself wearing the gown and preparing to go on a night date with him. I haven’t given my heart fully to him, it’s just one step at a time. But his new romantic behavior is swallowing me up like a deep ocean.
I continue to admire the gown with great incredulousness, it is magnificent. Good thing I have a pair of white stilettos. I heard the blue color goes perfectly with white.
As you know, I don’t wear too much makeup. I’m perfectly okay with my plain face or perhaps a little bit of makeup.
In the next thirty minutes, I’m dropping off from the Uber I ordered. After dressing all classy for a night date, I didn’t want to ruin it by driving myself up here.
“Thank you.” I pay the driver. I take my phone out to call him. It’s my first time being in this estate, and from the drive up here, all the houses I saw look extremely exclusive.
They are for fucking rich people. I have no idea where he wants the night dinner to be but this is the venue he sent to my phone.
“I’m at the venue now.” I text him. He is online so he quickly reads my message in nanoseconds.
“Walk forward, ten meters more, and you will find me.” I read the message in his voice and my stomach churns. It’s my first time being alone with a guy on a night date, and well he is not just a guy. It’s Ryan. The guy who plead to be good to me for the rest of his life, well let’s see how that plays out.
I amble forward then I can see a mansion ahead of me, filled with ambient lighting. I spot it from the distance.
I continue to walk forward, and then see a shadow. I look closer and I see his car.
“Ryan?” I call to confirm. He is leaning against his car, having his two hands across his chest as if he was a boss. Well, he’s more than that.
My heart races as I look him from head to toe. A lot of words are stuck in my chest, yet my lips are as sealed as a delivery box.
He’s wearing a carton-colored trouser and a black belt, my eyes scroll below the belt. I see something huge in the middle, the zip. God, my eyes are fucking whore!
Regardless, he looks fine. He has a white shirt, and he looks hot on that.
“God, you look beautiful Elen.” the first words escape out of his lips. He takes a few seconds to stare at me, his jaws dropping like some puppy desperate to lick off the milk from his bow.
“T-thank you. I must say, you have great taste when it comes to fashion. The gown is beautiful, so definitely I will look beautiful.” I smile, trying to speak up to quench whatever embarrassment I feel from staring at his dick/
“You think?” his eyes light up, still staring at me like he’s never set his eyes on me before.
“Yeah sure.” I brush my hair from my face, nervously.
“No, you are wrong. It’s not about my fashion taste, you are just too sexy, Elen.” he speaks out like his mouth is watery. God, doesn’t this guy know what he does to my body each time he says words like that?
I’m nervous. There’s a sudden tension in the air as my pulse continues to accelerate. I look for something to cut this flow, because I know where it could lead to.
“Uhm. Did you choose this place for our date night? I thought it might be at a restaurant or something.” I play along with my fingers, trying to avoid meeting his blue eyes directly again.
” Don’t you like it here? I thought we would want some privacy.” he says simply.
Privacy. I repeat the word in my head.
“Let’s go in. We can’t continue standing here.” he says as he comes closer to me. My breathing picks up, not knowing what he wants to do. Then he grabs my right hand and locks his fingers into mine.
God, is he doing this couple stuff? Holding hands while walking? This guy is beautiful, never imagined him to be.
“Relax, Elen. I can hear your heartbeat.” He says it out and I close my eyes tightly out of shame. Forgotten we are mates, he can hear anything I feel and see anything through my eyes.
We walk into the entrance and the lights becomes brighter and fucking pretty! But something is missing. I don’t see anyone in the place, not a single soul.
“There is no one here?” I ask, looking up at him.
“No one lives here. This is one of my dad’s secret mansions. He comes here during weekends to relax. We’re alone here, Elen.” He confirms my concerns.
I know I already trust him, I wouldn’t be scared of being alone with him, but what baffles me is how beautiful the place is tonight. Did he get this place decorated just for me? I smile.
“Where are we heading to?” I ask him because we continue walking. It’s a huge house indeed.
“The room. I got a room prepared for us.” he smiles, I nod my head. As we approach the stairs, I see a waiter. He lowers his head to Ryan as he salutes.
“Oh yes, I didn’t tell you. There are waiters here and chefs, just in case you are thinking it is just the two of us here.” he wouldn’t stop flashing that smile at me.
I nod smiling, and we reach the room and he opens the door with the key he took out of his pocket. When the door opens, the first thing that welcomes us is the sweet smell of the fragrance. Smells like Lavender Dreams.
God. This is so classy. We step into the room and he turns the light on. My eye widens when I see flowers decorated on the bed, and some distance away, I see a prepared dinner table with two glasses of wine on it. And yeah, the bottle of wine in the middle.
“Don’t tell me you made all this just for me?” I bite down my bottom lip. If he promises to treat me right all his life, I can bet this memory is already enough to cherish for the rest of my life. Am I dreaming? Is he real? That is all I ask myself right now…
“Don’t let me repeat myself that you deserve more, Elen.” he smiles at me as he pulls a chair to make me seat first.
“Am I dreaming Ryan?” My cheek feels heavy because I’ve been blushing the hell out.
“You wish?” he asks.
“No, I fucking don’t wish that! I want it a reality, not a damn dream.” I laugh as the nervousness pumps through my voice.
” It’s a reality, Elen.” he says and he stops grinning, staring at me again. That kind of stare can make you hide under the covers, out of anxiety.
“Thank you, for coming.” He smiles, and I nod rubbing my fingers together.
“So, what’s next?” I ask when it suddenly becomes silent. The warmth from his eyes wraps me like a duvet. It’s my first time on a date, so I have no idea how it is done or what next to do.
“Tell me about you, Elena.” I jerk my face back a little, and actually didn’t see the question coming.
For a second, it makes sense. A lot of sense because I don’t know much about him and he knows very little about me. We’ve been great enemies and know nothing about each other.
“Well, I can say the same too. Tell me about you, Ryan.” I smile, leaning closer again and rest my hands on the table. Feeling my anxiety washing away as my confidence begins to kick in.
“Hmm. You are right.” He laughs.
“Okay, let’s do it this way, I will ask a question and you will answer, then the same goes for me. In simple terms, vice versa.” he folds his hands and leans back on the chair, fucking smiling gorgeously at me.
“Sounds good, but why do you wanna make it like questioning?” I ask him, calmly of course.
“That would make it faster, to know each other better. That’s what I think.” he smiles, and takes one of the glasses first and sip a little of the wine. Then he brings his face to focus on me.
“So who is going first?” I ask with a laugh.
“Okay, as the man. I will go first.” He cracks a joke, and I laugh and stop when he begins to speak. “As you know, I am Ryan French. One of the Quads brothers. Well, I used to be a tormentor to a girl called, Elena Deloris, but now…” he pauses and stares at my face. My brow raises with a smile, not knowing why he pauses.
“But now what?” I ask.
“But now, I’ve fallen deep into the ocean.” He goes on and laughs.
“Silly! Can you go ahead please.” I tap the table, having so much fun in this conversation already.
“Uhm. There isn’t much about me. I think you should ask your question, that would be much easier.” He’s right, I nod. There’s a question I have been meaning to ask him, I never thought I would have a chance to ever ask him and here is it in front of me. So I shoot…
“Can you tell me the reason why you bullied me all through our junior school?” I bite it out.
He laughs and leans forward, “I know it’s crazy, but it’s the truth. I liked you all this time and didn’t know how to communicate my feelings, so I thought bullying you was the way.” his voice drops. I sense he feels bad about that.
I had no idea he liked me though, and when he wouldn’t believe that I didn’t set him up, it proved to me that he was truly heartless. Well, that’s in the past, and it has to be dumped.
“Okay, your turn.” I smile, taking a sip of my wine.
“Do you think, I’m still that way now, Elen? The nasty guy you hate?” he asks seriously looking at my eyeballs.
“What? Is that your question?” I shake my head, didn’t expect it, so I chuckle.
“No, not that way any longer. You’ve become better, hoping you wouldn’t go back to that again.” I tell him.
“I promise Elen, I won’t.” his eyes are plain, he meant every letter he spits out.
“Okay, okay. Enough of that, can we discuss the future?” I change the topic.
“Sure, shoot.” he takes another sip and relaxes on his chair.
“What’s your plan after high school or while in high school? We are not done with school yet.” I ask, he stares at me for a moment, then runs his hands into his hair.
“Maybe, continue with my sport and well, I haven’t thought of that yet. But as for my brothers, Daniel and Tyson are going into the real estate business.” He says and continues again. “They will just work towards their real estate licences and conquer the world selling luxury houses or corporations.” He smirks, making me wonder what he will be doing when his brothers are ready to take up the world into their palms.
“And yet you don’t know what you would be doing?” I tilt my head, waiting for his answer.
“You really wanna know what I would be doing?” he lifts his elbow onto the table, appearing even more interested in my question.
“Of course.” I nod, seeing his eyes smiling.
He pulls his hands up behind his head and looks me straight in the eye. “Fucking you all the time and never getting enough, Elen.”
My mouth falls open, about to drool when I clamp it shut immediately.
I think I’m speechless now.
“You asked for what I will be doing Elen, so I gave you my honest answer.” He smiles, he is so casual, he acts as if he didn’t just stun me into silence.
I gather myself somewhat. It isn’t going to be his first time fucking me. “You do know it is not your first time fucking me right?” I ask without choking, looking straight into his eyes, and my heart in my mouth.
“Yes, you are right. I once fucked you out of hatred…” he says and he pauses, getting up from his seat.
He comes behind me and leans on the back of my seat. “But now I wanna fuck you out of love. Hear your soft moans and watch your beautiful eyes roll as I go deep into your wet cat.” My mouth begins to drool, and my heart is about to pull out.
I want to continue with the energy. “You would do that all your life?” I turn to look at him, then he takes my hands up to let me leave the seat.
“I don’t mind if you want proof for that.” his voice goes deep down into my stomach.
“How do you mean?” I ask.
“Proof is meant to be shown by action, not really by words.” he puts his hands around my waist and yanks me to him suddenly. God, I slap my hand on his chest and it feels like a wall.
I-is he about to fuck me right here and now? My heart races like I’m on a marathon. My whole body stiffens. He is so close, I can feel his warmth breath.
“This would be my first time kissing you, Elen.” his lips parted, gaze dropping on my mouth and just like that, I got lost in every fibre that this man is made of.
As soon as my eyes fall close, the piercing of a ring rips through the fucking air. It’s my phone!
“Sorry, I got to take this call.” I run away from him to grab my phone in my bag.
It’s Ava, why is she calling this time? I pick it up.
“Elen, you gotta come here right now!” she breathes hard, scaring me. I swear.
“Hey, what’s the problem?” I panic, and fear sets in my bone immediately. She’s never been this way.
“It’s your mom, she’s screaming hard. I don’t know what is wrong, I fucking don’t know what to do!” She breathes out, it must be fucking serious.
“Hey, hey relax I will be right there.” I hang up and throw my phone into my bag. I gotta leave here now.
“Jesus, I gotta go. Something is wrong with my mom! ” I shout to his face, grab my bag and out the door without a blink.
I begin to run down the stairs but I hear him screaming my name. I don’t have time, my mom. Fuck! I ignore him and run out to get a cab quickly.