Crowned; The Miami Event

Chapter Five

Brittany’s Pov

Stepping out of the car, I turned back and saw Stuart’s car parked behind. I felt annoyed and walked into the restaurant.

It was a beautiful restaurant indeed. I walked towards my reserved table when I heard the worst British accent.

“Hello dear, a good morrow to you” Stuart said in a mocking manner.

“It would be superb if you had respect for yourself and sat quietly” I answered, annoyed by his presence.

“I think I’ll tell your parents of your inability to cooperate with me” he said childishly.

“I don’t give a f**k if you do, Stuart” I bit back at him.

“Can you just be chill please” Lillian said, walking in with Oliver.

“Oh my goodness, my deepest and sincerest apologies' lady Lillian, I’m extremely sorry for not regarding your presence”, Stuart said and took a bow.

“It is alright Stuart” she replied smiling ignoring the mock

“You don’t have to greet back Lily” I said

Stuart laughed and said “oh I am so sorry I didn’t introduce my cousin earlier”

“You mean the person that was in your car?” Lily said

“Yes dear” He replied

“Oh my God, Drake is here!” Lilly said with wide eyes.

“Who is Drake?” I asked, confused of her sudden interest

“Like Drake Wayne, son and heir to Wayne’s Empire”, Oliver replied, also astonished by the way Oliver spoke about him. He was indeed someone important, I thought.

“Is that your cousin?” I asked Stuart.

“Yes, Drake. Come say hello to my wife”, Stuart shouted.

Confidently, Drake walked towards us with a smirk on his face and respectfully yet dominantly regarded our presence

“Brittany Miller, Lady Lillian, Oliver Carson. It is an honor to meet you all”, Drake said respectfully

“Nice to meet you too Young master Drake” Lily said excited with a smile plastered on her face

“What bring…ings…brings you to Paris?” I stuttered realizing that this was the man I made eye contact with at the airport. On a closer range he looked heavenly, like a freshly baked chocolate brownie cookie dipped in warm milk and his fragrance was immensely enticing, I wanted to eat him up right now. I looked at him with my doe eyes and almost drooled staring at his god-like structured face.

“Well my lady, just like you, my father forced me to remain in Miami for the next few months” he said and smirked when he noticed my intense staring. “And I’ll be there through-out” Stuart butted in which shot me back from the land of lust back to reality.

“Great, so it’s an official sleep over then with Stuart hosting” I said angrily and called a waiter

“Literally” Lillian announced as she stared at her phone “literally what?” Oliver and I asked puzzled “Stuart is literally hosting the Miami event, his company is their official sponsor and for some reason he named it Miami Event” lily explained, almost irritated by the choice of title of event. The whole table turned towards Stuart who was beaming “what the hell, dude?” I cried out “well, the event name was too much work to come up with so why not ‘The Miami Event’ simple yet sophisticated” he explained while looking at the empty wall bedside us like he was in some kind of movie or something.

The urge I have at this point to stab Stuart continuously right now, but unfortunately, all I could do was give him a death stare.

“We’ll be going to our table now” Drake said and walked away

“Bon soir mademoiselle et Monsieur.” A waiter called to us

“We speak English”, Lily informed him as she was really bad in French

“Okay Good evening then, what would you like to order?” the waiter said again.

“I’ll have the Entrecote steak and chips” Lillian said

”I’ll have Onion soup and macaroon” replied Oliver

“I’ll have the steak tartar and vanilla sponge cake” I said

“Okay it will be here soon” the waiter informed us and took his leave

In less than five minutes the food came looking extremely sumptuous.

We ate gracefully and immediately left the restaurant. “Why the sudden rush Britt?” Oliver asked “I feel irritated and I just had to leave the place, that St….uart won’t stop staring at me” I said angrily “I saw it too actually” Lily replied with a small laugh

“You guys can go back to the hotel as for me I’m going for a stroll” I said

“No problem” Lilly said

“See you later” Oliver said as Lily entered the car.

I waited for the car to go farther then I called Mabel to send my private car and I drove to the Eiffel tower. On my way to the Eiffel tower I couldn’t get Drake out of my mind, from the depth of his voice to his scent, the scent of rain on a sunny beach so simple yet elegant. My God I think I’m going crazy over a guy that barely knows me I thought.

After parking my car I walked to the back of the Eiffel Tower where a small food court, cotton candy cart, hot dog cart and an ice-cream truck settled. I sat on a chair close by where I bought an ice-cream bucket and after few minutes of sitting alone I began crying profusely with my head on my thigh and ice-cream by my side.

At that moment I felt free, free from all the unexplained and unsaid stress. At those moments, I can’t help but miss my mother so much.

After almost three hours of crying I bought fifteen hot dogs and drove back to the hotel. I went into my suite and met Oliver and lily making out on my hotel suite couch.

“What the hell?” I exclaimed looking at the couple who barely arranged themselves before facing me “Oh hey, how was your evening?” Lily asked and giggled casually “It wasn’t bad at all until I walked in here” I said calmly while walking to the table beside them and dropped the hot dogs

“Did you really have to come back now?” Oliver groaned while I settled on the couch opposite them “Okay first of all this…..” I got interrupted when I got call from my brother which was quite unusual because he rarely called; I quickly excused myself and went into the kitchen to answer the call

“Hello” he said in a voice filled with emotions I couldn’t understand “Britt where are you?” I was a bit panicked considering the coarseness of his voice and had to speak in a rushed tone “I’m in Paris, what about you?” “Toronto, anyway I’ll be coming to Miami the tomorrow, we need to talk. It’s important be time conscious, meet me at Flow lounge when you get to Miami at exactly 13:00 pm” “Okay, I’ll start packing right away” ending the call I walked back to the TV room and informed them of the change in plans.

Exactly two hours after I talked with Stuart we arrived at the airport.

“My apologies ladies, it seems I won’t be able to fly with you now something very important came up. Babe we’ll talk later, see you soon Britt” it seemed whatever is so important that Stuart canceled his vacation and business trip to meet me personally to talk needs Oliver’s attention because that was too serious of an expression to cancel the Miami trip.

Without wasting any more time the plane took off. I explained everything that was happening from the whole awkward non-stop thinking about Drake Wayne to the urgent call with my brother and the constant feeling of emptiness; I couldn’t hold myself any longer I broke down in tears. Lillian unbuckled her belt, sat beside me wrapping her hands around me until I fell asleep.