I took a deep breath looking up at the ceiling. I'd woken up before the alarm, swiping the ring of guns & roses off before it started. I couldn't sleep, the whole night was spent with me avoiding the thoughts that were fighting to break into my mind, like a dam breaking to flood my entire body in heat, I was barely holding the thoughts at bay. I looked through social media, watched random shows, and just laid there but couldn't stop my thoughts from trying to pull me into the darkness that I refused to believe was not a dream...
It didn't help that when I did fall asleep, my dreams were full of green and golden eyes and a certain man that shall not be named. I woke up flustered, he was on my mind way too much for this to be healthy... do I need a therapist? Probably. I should get one for Meg as well...
I shook my head, that was not the point right now! I did not want to go to his house. I didn't want to be with him alone. I know our sisters will be there, but how will he act with me? Will he... NO, IT WAS A DREAM! I REFUSE TO ACKNOWLEDGE IT AS ANYTHING ELSE.
The Nile is a river in Egypt and suddenly I'm Egyptian.
I sighed and pulled out my laptop, I was working half a day from home and going to his place after work. Meg was in her new school, she started this Monday and was extremely excited. She adored the new school. I let out an exasperated sigh and started working on the emails as well as the new messages from Mr Rovere... Ahem. I finished sending him the digital copy of the files I know he would need for his negotiations and the afternoon passed without me thinking too much. I barely did any work after finishing the important tasks. Just sat in my undies under my duvet and watched sponge pop and then supernatural.
I'm not gay... but for Dean... Yeah.
It's not homosexual. It's Homiesexual.
I was on the 6th episode of season 6, rewatching the whole show when a ball of energy kicked my door down and ran in with a pile of clothes dropping them at the edge of my bed.
"WHAT DO I WEAR!?!"
"Huh?"
"What do I wear?" Meg emphasized each word.
"To where?" I asked confused, trying to lean to the side to look behind him at the TV.
Meg stares at me before leaning so she was blocking the TV and her eyes narrowed. I pouted before the realization set in like that dip Tom Holland did in his cover of Umbrella by Rihanna, THE DINNER! I jumped up and in the usual fashion, tripped over Meg's dress and almost broke my face, but Meg grabbed me with both hands and barely kept us both standing, I looked at her with a little puppy dog smile!
"Hehe, thanks" I grinned and stood up again, looking at the pile of clothing and raising an eyebrow. "That's a lot of clothes. We have the whole day, relax. Just wear something semi formal-ish"
"It's 5:30 PM, you dimwit. Now quickly help me pick a dress and get changed!" She said, I gasped and my eyes went wide, we didn't have any time at all. I quickly ran to my closet while Meg pulled up different dresses and held them up.
"Go with that white one? the ruffly sleeves and all ruffles all the way down one!"
"It's ruching, you moron! But good pick, I think it will go well with my make-up!" That's when I noticed that she had her make-up done with a soft rust-like colour on her eyes and the black line on her eyes wasn't like the usual liner, it has a little swirl at the end. I nod and give a big thumbs-up.
"It looks so cool and swirly, I can't do that shit."
"Of course, it took practice! What about you? I think you should wear that one vest you have with the checkered front and back and royal blue sides with vivid birds embroidered on them." I knew exactly the one she was talking about, it was one of my favourites and I rarely wore it.
It was such a nice suit and I don't know if this was even that formal. However, a part of me wanted to dress nice... I wanted to make him take his words back about my "shabby" appearance.
"... Good idea, I'll wear that." Meg, looked at me with narrowed eyes as I said the words and crossed her arms.
"You're wearing it, you never take my advice to wear it ANYWHERE." She raised an eyebrow. I shrugged and pulled in out and grabbed my white shirt paired with orange suspenders, and the matching trousers and started ironing them as Meg followed me.
"I just feel like wearing them... It's my boss's house, after all, I want to make a good impression." She looked at me with narrow eyes before her lips curved into a little mischievous smile. I don't know why she was staring at me like that. She let out a small "hm" and just turned around, skipping to her room with her dress and the black leather jacket that I know she was not going to return.
"I want that jacket back!" I shout after her with no reply from the little gremlin.
I finished ironing soon after and quickly put the clothes on before walking into the bathroom and putting gel in my dark hair... I had gotten a haircut a few days ago. Ahem... just because my hair was so unruly and overgrown... no other reason. I had a fade in the back and sides with one side slightly longer than the other. I brushed the hair to one side and I must say, I looked 5-6 years younger after I was done and actually I looked pretty hot.
Meg came out of her room a little while after I was done and getting my shoes on. She had on black high heels going up to her calves to match, my black leather jacket over her ruched white dress. She had on some silver jewellery and a black handbag I had gifted her for Christmas. It was super expensive but I don't know the brand so don't come after me. I just got it because it looked pretty and sparkly.
She whistled and wiggled her eyebrows at me "we should start pimping you out, there's money to be made!" she grinned and I threw a pillow at her which she dodged like a ninja before glaring at me. "You mess my hair and I swear to GOD"
I huff and finish putting on my brown leather shoes. Meg looks up at her phone and squeaks "We're Late!"
I look up at the clock and my eyes widen, we were supposed to be there at 6:30 but it was... 6:30... I jumped up and quickly grabbed my keys while Meg ran in those terrifyingly high heels like they were air jordans. I was thoroughly impressed and almost forgot what I was doing before realising I also needed to run!
"Addy we need to take a shortcut!" Meg yelled as I got in the car, I set up the Sat-Nav and looked at her with narrow eyes.
"We're never taking any more shortcuts" I huffed remebering her shortcut leading us to a 30-minute side mission. #
"I mean the one getting fired will be you, not me." She said matter-of-factly. I tried to make a comeback but just turned to face the front and followed the directions she gave me. I'm not getting yelled at by Mr Rovere!
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"THIS IS YOUR FAULT!" Meg yelled, I gasped and smacked her arm, it was her idea!
"HOW!?! IT WAS YOUR IDEA YOU BUTTFACE!" I yelled back, only to be smacked on my side by her.
"Well if you hadn't missed the stupid turn when I asked you to take a stupid turn, WE WOULDN'T BE IN THIS MESS" She yelled back, I pouted because I did in fact, not take the turn. However, it was still her fault.
"I don't care, you said to take a 'shortcut' I'm never taking any shortcuts again!" We didn't realise that after 25 minutes of being lost and then following the Sat-Nav to the postcode when Meg's amazing instructions failed. We were outside the house 5 minutes from where we were lost.
"Oh," We both said in unison before stepping out and gaping at the huge building that we had driven in front of. It was taller than my lifespan. Well, that's not much... it was taller than the Panther building.
The ballet walked up to me and took the key before another assistant came out and escorted us inside. I told them that we were invited by Mr Rovere and they did a double take before the receptionist shakily picked up the phone to confirm. I did not envy her, poor girl. She whispered softly into the phone and looked like she was almost in tears, hanging up after she said 'yes sir'.
"Are you okay?" Meg asked, looking at her kind of concerned.
"Y-Yes... just take the private elevator in the back and take them to the top suite Ms Vikil." She said to the other lady after answering Meg.
We walked across the white marbled floor and a minimalistic yet huge lobby filled with tasteful plants and gold artefacts. We passed the multiple rows of sofas on either side for guests and walked to the black marbled wall in the front that had a gold font that said "Golden Flower".
We walked around the small wall and there was a hidden elevator in the back that the assistant opened with a black key card. The elevator opened and we got inside, except for the assistant, who turned and left.
"Wait which floo-" Meg tapped my shoulder and pointed at the single button in the elevator. It had an engraving that looked like a silhouette of a Tiger, Panther or some other big cat but I'm guessing they were going for a Panther. Anyway, I gulped and shakily reached out... I don't wanna go... I think I took a second too long because Meg let out an annoyed noise and pressed it instead of me.
I pouted and sifted around, the elevator went up for a good few minutes before stopping at the only floor it could lead to. I held my breath as it opened, on the other side was Mr Rovere. She shook his head to the side and started walking, we quickly followed and he finally greeted us.
"Welcome to my little penthouse Mr & Ms Fane."
"You call this little?" Meg scoffed as we walked past 2 more elevators and then arrived at a large dark wooden door with beautiful engravings. His little emphasis on the word did not go unnoticed but I tried to ignore it, clearing my throat.
"I have a skewed opinion of little, isn't that right Mr Fane" He opened the door, gesturing for Meghan and me to go on. Meg went first and I second, peeking at him to see a smug little smile that I'd like to wipe off his face! I have a few ideas... Shut up, brain!
"I. I wouldn't know..." I whispered and his eyes narrowed at me and his smirk widened. I quickly walked past and waited for him to lead us after following in. He walked through the door and into a small hallway make with bookshelves on either side, that led into the Penthouse.
We walked into a giant living room, weirdly it was warm with two big comfy sofas to one side and a fluffy rug on the wooden floor. One accent wall was green and gold but the rest were cream. There were paintings, plants and little trinkets... Mr Rovere's house does not look anything like his personality...
"My sister decorated, I don't see much difference but do mention that it's nice to her." Mr Rovere said, his eyes softer as he spoke of his sister.
"Your house was black and white with nothing but black leather couches and uncomfortable chairs. You're blind if you don't see much of a difference, Lorry." A snippy voice chimed in from behind, we turned around to see a beautiful blond girl standing in front of the dining table. She was much paler than Mr Rovere, her eyes were just as green as his thought. The girl was like the day in comparison to Mr Rovere's night.
"Hey," Meg said with a little smile, her smile snapped me away from Mr Rovere.. or Lorry's sister. Before I could assume anything, the blond bounced over and wrapped her arms around Megs neck, giving her a deep kiss and Meg placed her hands on the girl's hips kissing her back. I stood there looking at them with my jaw wide open.
"What in the holy fuck is going on?"
"Meet my sister, Celestine." Mr Rovere chimed in, my already hanging jaw hit the floor as the girl pulled back from the kiss and grinned at me.
"You can call me Celest!"
"Wai- Wha... I need a minute. MEG WHAT THE FUCK!" I shouted at meg she just gave me a look of uncertainty and a cheeky little grin.
"Well, I mean... I told you I'd introduce you." I narrowed my eyes at her words and took a step forward. She took one back and that was all it took for me to dash after her running.
"You cheeky little shit! You are supposed to tell me this shit before we go to my asshole snooty Mcsnootyson Boss's house!!"
"WHAT? You found out anyway! Nothing we can do about it!"
"HITTING YOU WILL MAKE ME FEEL BETTER"
"THIS IS ABUSE"
"IT ISN'T YET, BUT I'M TRYING!"
We didn't notice Mr Rovere or Celetine move in this time, but I suddenly felt arms around me, keeping me in place as I thrashed around, trying to smack my baby sister. She conveniently hid behind a sheepish-looking Celest, who waved at me.
"H-Hi..."
I calmed down and let out a breath. "Hi, honey! I've been wanting to introduce myself, I wish it was under better circumstances." I said relaxing against the grip on me.
"Oh. It's okay! That looked fun. Lorry used to do that when I annoyed him when we were little. He still does but only when I annoy him a lot. Like that one time, I bought out rooms in all the hotels in the city he needed to go to so he wouldn't. It was funny to see him frustrated because he was baffled that no one would give him a room or sell him the hotel as the "new owners refused the sale." He even tried to buy houses, but I bribed all of the real estate agents not to show him a house." She laughed out loud like it was completely normal to BUY hotels and purchase favours off people. Meg emerged from behind the giggling Celest and patted her head with adoration.
"I would advise you to keep your little stories to yourself" Mr Roveres's voice was so close, above my ear... it snapped me back to the reality where his arms were still... wrapped around me. I gulped and tried to step away but his grip just tightened, his arm firmly keeping me against his hard frame... Hard for sure... SHUT UP, BRAIN. Hey, I'm just remembering the little things. I swear to God, shut up.
"Oh shush up, Lorry. I'll paint your nails red in your sleep. I want to show Meghan my room anyway, so I'm doing that!" She grabbed Meg's hand and started skipping away. That's when Mr Rovere unwrapped one arm around me to put it on his hip while still keeping the other on my waist.
"Stop right there, you think I'll let you stay in your room with your girlfriend?" He narrowed his eyes at her, Meg poked her tongue out at him from behind Celest and Celestine raised an eyebrow at him.
"I could just go buy a house instead. Stop being such a grouch. I may have sex, I may not." Mr Rovere groaned and pinched the bridge of his nose.
"I do not want to hear about your endeavours, Celest" He groaned out in a pained voice.
"Adam, do you mind Meg going with me?" Celest asked, suddenly remembering me. Her face was now nervous as she looked at me instead of her brother. Which was funny, considering the taller and much largely built man was holding me against his side with one arm. WHICH APPARENTLY WAS NOT A PROBLEM FOR ANYONE EXCEPT ME!
"I don't mind, have fun."
"Mr Fane, you need to stop your sister!" Mr Rovere said, his voice was stern but sounded... pouty. "they are much too young to be alone!"
"Well, that sounds like a you problem, mine is the top," I said grinning triumphantly.
"Meg! You told him!?" Celest looked at a smug Meg who then wrapped her arms around the smaller girl's waist and pulled celest back against herself.
"T-Top?" Mr Rovere... the man, the myth, the legend stuttered. He stuttered. I looked up at him in shock and... a mixture of glee and triumph??
"Well, we're going!" Celest said, taking Meg's hand and running off, dragging Meg away before she had the chance to get a word out.
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After a few awkward moments of him just standing there in what looked like disbelief... I slowly tried to move out of his arms, only to be pulled full force against his check. I flushed and gulpped, avoiding his eyes that I knew were boring holes in me.
"L-Let go," I whined, struggling against his arms. I felt him lean down and I leaned forward a little, trying to get away as his breath started brushing against my ear. I was flustered and my face was becoming hot.
Why is he doing this?
You know why...
I don't!
Liar.
"I refuse." He said, simply. I gulped and whined again, this time struggling harder to get out.
"I refuse your refusal! this isn't p-professional!" I blurted out... it worked though. He let me slightly loose, and before I could sigh in relief, he picked me up princess-style and started walking to the couch. He sat with me almost fully in his lap. I was completely beet red, and my body squirmed as I tried to get off but he just pulled me closer and grabbed a remote, turning the TV on.
"Good thing this isn't the office, Caro." He smirked, looking at me from the side as he mostly faced the TV.
"It. It's still not okay! I. I don't... like it.. and Meg is here and Celest! Y... You can't just..." I stuttered. "I'm not gay!"
What happened next was... a surprise to say the least.