Faking It Till Forever

Chapter Seventeen

CHARLOTTE

As Andrew pulls up in front of the hotel, everything in me wants to scream and ask him what we’re doing here—what’s wrong with him and if I can withdraw. After he left me with the aftermath of his actions, I let jaxon pick the dress for me and run the dress up.

When I got into the car, I’ve never felt such thick tension that I could taste had I stuck out my tongue. He became completely closed off, his jaw keeps ticking and everytime I try to speak to him, he would either maneuver the car or hit brake all of a sudden, so I took the message very well and just kept looking at passing cars.

Now that he’s parked; from the way he’s jaw is ticking, he must be waiting for me to get out, but I don’t want to get out when I don’t know whats planned for me. He looks at me and with a scoff, he gets out, round to my door—opening it and leaning on it with a death glare all given to me.

“Charlotte, get out” I fold my arms looking at the console and grinding my jaw. He release a breath standing up and taking a deep breath before ducking again. “If you don’t get out by yourself, I’ll carry you out and after that I’m going to spank you because you let people see what’s mine” I tighten my legs to his harsh words.

I glare at him before picking my bag and the shopping one too before dropping off of his car. I stomp all the way to the elevator and ignoring his chuckle that’s riding on my ass. We enter the elevator the tension I thought we left coming back in full force.

The elevator dings on the second floor and a group of girls enter the elevator gushing about something I cant focus on because Andrew is behind me and my bum touched his groin—I squirm when I felt his erection.

“I bet you’re wet now” he whispers in my ear, I tighten my legs suddenly feeling like jelly. His hands comes up to my n****e his thumb grazing it up and down, his other hand going down to my v****a when the elevator dings.

I blow my hair off my face before following Andrew’s retreating back. He opens the door to our room ushering me in, I shake my head backing up. “Charlotte” he warns tapping his thigh with his index finger.

“I can’t go in there” I point to the dark room shaking my head. He tilts his head, eyes darkening. “Get in the room charlotte” he ordered leaning on the door frame, my legs was about to comply but I refuse to go in and be killed.

“There could be a knife with my name on it as I know it”

“Don’t make me repeat myself charlotte” I shake my head taking another step back again. He rakes his tongue on his top teeth nodding his head before coming forward.

“No!!!” I thrash and kick but he picked me up and tossed me on his shoulder. “This is uncalled for!!” I scream hitting his back as my blod runs to my head

“Should’ve listened when I warned you” he turns around and picks up my shopping and hand bag. “Let me go!!!” I thrash even more then yelp when I feel a sharp pain on my arse.

“Behave” he warned before taking us in the room and turning on the light, I didn’t get to admire the room because I was dropped on the bed and Andrews looming body will not allow it with him towering over me.

“Now was that so hard?” he smirks playing with my hair, I smack his hand away glaring at him.

“You’re a bloody wanker, you know that?” he chuckles low before licking my face like a kitten and then leaving me on the bed. “Go and get dressed, I’ll be waiting for you outside”

I rush to the door blocking his passage even though I’m very well aware of the fact that he’s stronger and taller than me. “You have to at least tell me where we are going” he shoves his hands in his pocket his head tilted.

“We’re going to an event because I need a plus one”

“Really” he shrugs his shoulders. f*****g shrugs. “You could’ve just asked me” he blows a scoff looking anywhere but me. When I see he doesn’t look ready to give me an elaboration, I shift out of his way.

I enter the bathroom taking a quick shower to wash away whatever toxicity Andrew left on my skin since the boutique fiasco. I bring out the dress jaxon picked for me and gasp. I was completely in a daze when he picked the dress.

“Jaxon, you’re going to be the death of me” literally and figuratively. I remove the towel wearing the dress before looking at the mirror. The dress is a coffee brown coloured silk gown with a slit running frim my thigh downwards. The gown is arm less and only one arm is bearing the slant. The gown is paired with a silver dangling earing and with a cream heel.

I let my hair down because my band is with Andrew plus I don’t feel like dealing with it now. I step out the room with uneasiness because I have a deep rooted feeling that Andrew isn’t going to take my gown with a chilled water.

And the darkness that engulfes his eyes after he accesed the gown proved me right. “where the hell do you think you’re going in that?” he grounds out standing in front of me to cover people from seeing.

“If you’re trying to get my attention, its all yours mio gattino. Now go and f*****g change” he looks at my eyes, looking for a hint of joke in them. “f**k” he turns around running his hand in his hair before calming it down.

He turns around holding my bare arms and looking at me with his dark eyes. “Ensure that nobody looks at you, because I promise you mio gattino, I will become a mass murderer” and after that he turns, leaving me with his threat.