Freya
Exiting my home I smile at Mikeal's butler as he passes me on the stairs, he is very old looking wearing a proper suit all black with a white bow tie, he didn't acknowledge me at all as we walked by each other. Sucking back a comment because I wasn't sure if he even heard me based on his age, so I didn't want to be rude towards an elderly man. Mikeal stood at the bottom of the stairs leaning against the wall checking his phone while he chewed on a toothpick on the left side of his mouth, if he stayed here any longer my landlady would probably try to jump his bones, though I'm sure he would easily take her on. I scowled thinking about the perfume incident in my room as a feeling welled up inside of me as I thought about Mikeal with someone else, even though I'm the one that keeps telling myself I don't want to be with him so I have no real right to actually feel this way. My head begun to hurt a bit as I thought about it all, I can't believe that I'm confusing myself so much that I actually gave myself a headache. By the time I got out of my own thought I saw Mikeal with his right leg bent up against the wall and his left arm reaching up to grab his toothpick causing me to flash through every chick flick and every anime I had ever watched including some other shows that had that same image of the sexy male lead and not one of them even came close to how magnificent this man in front of me looked. My eyes grew big as Mikeal raised his brow and pushed himself off the wall and walked to me and I almost lost myself wanting to run upstairs and draw this scene right then and there, I should of brought my sketchbook with me.
"Lets go little lamb." He grinned at me as he spoke to me and I could only stupidly nod at him and follow him out of the lobby area like a lost puppy. Why couldn't I control myself with him? I've been around attractive men before, though most of them were only interested in Nancy. Thinking of Nancy I instantly sobered up and took out my phone to look at the messages again as I got into Mikeal's car. My step mother was ranting at me more saying I was the worst thing in her life and that the only way she would be showing up to my engagement party is if I allow my sister to take my spot and be the one who actually got engaged to Mikeal. She didn't make any sense to me and I had no idea how to reply to her, she was just not connected to reality. On the other hand though neither did Nancy, who also was ranting at me, she claims that Henry hasn't touched her besides taking her to dinner since the night at Mikeal's house, and that it was my fault because he must think there is something wrong with our family now. Of course, it's all my fault, of course they will hate on me, of course they will blame me. I sighed as I began to reply to both of them sending them a group message.
'If you got an invitation then that means that Mikeal personally asked that you be invited because I would never of invited you guys to something that celebrated me. It is up to you if you wish to be rude to the host and decline his very generous invitation. Who knows? Maybe Henry will purpose at this engagement party? Then Nancy really will steal the spot light. As for Nancy being with Mikeal, I don't think he is the type of man to upset and I wouldn't pull that type of trick on him. Now, I'm busy today so please refrain from talking to me until the party. Thank you.'
Finishing the message I looked out the window in time to see the usually shopping centers disappear and us drive into the downtown core where all the very rich shop, my heart jumped into my throat as I snapped my head towards Mikeal.
"Why are we going down here? I don't need anything too expensive Mikeal." I bit my lip unsure on how to handle the situation, I didn't have very much money to spend on a dress after buying two new phones. Mikeal looked to me with his deep brown eye and shook his head.
"We will get my fiance a dress that is worthy to be worn by her. One that everyone at the party will know that you are there and you are not some joke to scare the other girls away." He spoke reasonably as he pulled up to a dress shop.
"What about you?" I said quietly not sure if I should say it louder just in case it would set him off.
"What about me? I own real clothes." My jaw dropped at his comment as I started to pout looking at myself, didn't he know that someone my size doesn't just get to go anywhere and buy anything, someone my size gets what is comfortable and doesn't look like a tent on them.
"Well what if I wanted you to not dress like that?" I childishly responded to him and he turned to me as he unbuckled my seat belt and leaning closer to my face, his lips barely touching my lips.
"You don't have any choice in how I dress little one." His voice was soft silky velvet all over my body as he pulled back and got out of the vehicle. I bit my lip and pouted again before I got out of the vehicle. I once thought that when I got into a relationship with a man, any man that wasn't Sebastian or my father, that I would not let them treat me so unequally, but my body betrayed me and I could tell I could not fight it when Mikeal acted so in charge with me. My door opened quickly as I almost fell out while looking up at Mikeal, my curly hair sliding to the right of me as I catch myself.
"We can't shop in the car." Mikeal spoke as he pulled me up and out of the car, then he started walking to an entrance to a place that had many gowns, not dresses, these were straight up gowns, like the ones from the dream. I gasped seeing all the beautiful gowns around the shop, I looked at Mikeal confused when he turned to me and raised his brow.
"Why are we getting me a gown, like are we getting me the whole costume?" I couldn't get the images from my dream out of my mind when Mikeal tilted his head slightly while he rolled his eye shaking his head at me.
"Did my chubby little lamb not read the whole invite?" He spoke into my ear after leaning forward towards me. I shook my head and looked at him confused. "It's a ball, a Victorian themed ball, and we are going to get you the gown, the corset, the undergarments, the shoes, the hat, the gloves, everything you need to fully be an elegant lady from the Victorian era." My eyes widened while he explained and pulled away to look him in the eye since his blue eye was even more covered right now.
"Why Victorian?" I asked a little shocked. Maybe that's what stirred my dream? Maybe I did read that and it caused my imagination to think up some pretty epic story, maybe it was that little genius that everyone has that gave me the best inspiration to create another epic book.
"Because little lamb, it was your era." Mikeal's voice lowered as he stood up from me and I grabbed at his arm to stop him from walking away from me.
"Was my era?" I asked, the dream maybe not being just made up from my subconscious becoming a very real detail. Mikeal looked at me and removed my hand from his arm before he smiled.
"I meant it is your era, you're very suited to the dressing of that era." He patted me on the head like a little kid and then continued further into the shop. I tried to stop him again to ask more questions but he just grabbed my hand in his and brought me to the girl behind the desk. She looked at him and straightened up as much as she could before she licked her lips slightly and smiled at him.
"How can I help you?" By this time I had taken my hand from Mikeal, and was just casually standing beside him. The staff lady looked at me and almost sneered but must of remembered that Mikeal was watching her because she put on that perfectly fake smile and spoke to me next.
"I'm sorry I'll be right with you, it might be a while though so maybe if you want you can browse by yourself, maybe check the price tags too." My jaw dropped as she smirked at me, Mikeal's expression didn't change as he stared at the employee. She turned her head back to him and leaned forward so her cleavage was as plump as she could make it, the gesture made me look down at my own breasts which I knew under the hoodie didn't need to be propped to create that perfect cleavage illusion.
"My fiance needs a dress, the whole ensemble." Mikeal's voice had lost all seduction, all emotion, and it was as if he was a robot compared to how he normally was. This didn't feel right to me and I wasn't sure how I felt about him being okay with how she talked to me when he calls me his fiance.
"Oh of course? What are her measurements? Am I close to her size?" The lady spoke while coming from behind the desk trying to pose provocatively. Mikeal looked her up and down then grinned slightly, he began walking to her and instead of coming right up to her he turned to me and looked me over before putting his hand on my lower back bringing me up to him as he glanced behind him over his shoulder at her then back at me. The girls face was stunned as she watched him and I, she looked like a statue in the middle of the store before Mikeal let me go and then faced her completely.
"No, she's much more voluptuous and holds the air of a goddess." He paused and looked down at me for a second before continuing. " When she dresses properly." He grinned and pulled me to him as the staff ladies face dropped and she became very pale. Mikeal smiled at me then brought me to a wall of gowns with a rack of corsets in the middle of the room. The lady was still recovering and went back behind the desk before disappearing, I'm assuming she needed some fresh air after Mikeal's little performance.
"Now, time to play some dress up for your future husband." His voice tickled my ear as I froze in the spot. What was this deviant thinking!