Chapter 4
1164 Words
Andrea' POV
Beep! Beep! Beep!
I woke up to the blaring sound of my alarm, scurried my hands around the bed and turned it off.
It was 7am in the morning, the bright ray of light struck through my slightly opened window and gave life to the day.
The chirping of birds and the air that blew into my room, sent a pang of fulfilment down my spine.
I was yet to recover from the succession party, as everything was overwhelming.
"The people, the greetings, the paparazzi’s, the fake smiles and even pretending to be cool with Ethan.
All of it — fake and annoying! Herk!! I had to feed on my gut throughout" I scoffed with a scowl on my face.
We were given strict warning before we went on stage to act really cool, so that their partners won't redraw their support, and for the company to still maintain its reputation in the country.
"Well, as much as it sucked, I had to play along in order to please my parents.
Ethan threw tantrums at me at intervals, and proved to me beyond reasonable doubt that he is nothing but an ass hole that deserves to rot in hell.
I wonder why no one seems to notice how much of a jerk he is. Probably they are all blinded by his good looks and his cute baritone voice sounds.
I heaved out a deep breath.
"Standing up to Ethan would be a very difficult task. I hope I don't lose my sanity during the process" I whispered to myself while sluggishly moving out from my bed
I wrapped a towel over my head and took careful strides towards my mirror.
My mirror is the only place where I could freely confide in.
Pouring out my heart without getting judged, or being scared of leaked secrets is impossible with humans.
They might act so cool and support you when you there, but as soon as you leave the story flips
A huge frown escaped from my face, at the sudden realisation that me and my parents would be going for lunch at Ethan's family house.
I let out a snare and stamped my legs hard to the ground.
“Running into fire …” dark grin “is insane”
"Do I have to do everything my parents want me to do?" I questioned trying so hard to stop the tears that were forming in my eye lid.
I was yet to recover from all the harsh insults I received form Ethan yesterday, and here I am today again, about to get a double dose of same insults for the exact same f*****g human
"Dad!!... Do I have to come along with you guys?
My friends and I would be going for a lunch date to celebrate my new position, and I wouldn’t want to disappoint them.
You and mom should go without me… go have fun with your best friend… common Dad, I would be fine with my friends” I yelled in an excited tone, concealing the fear that engulfed my heart.
He chuckled darkly “Don't tell me you are still scared of Ethan?" Dad questioned with a sly grin
With the look on his face, I could tell he was trying his possible best to hold back his loud laughter
"Hell no! I don't just want to go. My friends would be disappointed if I keep them waiting." I spoke in defence.
"A…ndrea” he called in a whipper. My heart jerked at the sound of his voice.
Dammed! Was my reality. I looked at him without an expression on my face waiting for his next word
“Do you really think you can lie to me?" He questioned squinting one of his eyes at me.
"Dad but—"
"I know you just have one friend and you can invite her to join us if you wish" he said, halting me on the track.
I scoffed and stamped back to my room in total frustration.
Minutes became hours and soon three o'clock arrived, mom made sure I dressed my beast and wore very fine makeup.
The excitement they alway put up at the thought of going to see the Dela-Cruz makes me wonder if they have some plans that I don’t know about.
In their minds they think I and that son of a b***h would fall in love and get married at the end of the day- day dreamers! I scoffed
I would be extremely happy to not just break their heart, but also make them feel stupid for having such thoughts
They know so well that I hate Ethan and he does hate me too, but their senile brain prefers to dance around in deceit then accept the truth.
I scoffed and trailed behind them.
Ethan's parents are rich just like mine. In fact it’s been a debate over the years on whose family has more wealth.
But their debate was futile as they weren’t able to draw out any reasonable conclusion.
both our mother’s works in the government, and our father’s business tycoons.
After a few minutes of driving, we drove into their gigantic mansion.
At first glance I couldn't help but open my mouth wide, I had always known they had a big house but hadn't imagined it to be this big.
We were ushered in by two huge men at the gate, from where we were to the house was like an extra thirty minutes journey.
I couldn’t take my eyes off the huge men – they are really huge… bouncers I think
The alley to their house looked gorgeous, it was intentionally created with beautiful flowers, sculptures, trees and a fountain that could bring warmth to your aching soul at first sight.
We drove into their car lot that would perfectly fit to be described as a spot where cars are sold, and packed.
I couldn’t help but chuckle, they had almost the same cars as ours, just that he's outnumbered that of my fathers.
Mr. Dela - cruze walked out to greet us the moment he sighted us and ushered us into their house.
“How is the youngest Ceo doing?” he asked, smiling brightly at me.
“Of course, the youngest Ceo. I was only 23 when my parents decided to saddle me with the responsibility of the Tiago-Cruz enterprise.
A part of me wanted to spill it all out, by telling him that, I don't agree with the idea, and I hated it so much because his bastard son was involved-
Fine Mr. I think I would be good.” I lied
I sat with my hands crossed at the dinning while I observed them exchange pleasantries like they’ve been apart for years.
Ethan soon walked in with a pride smug on his lips, came straight at me and placed a soft peck on my cheeks.
“f**k you!” I whispered to his ears when he sat.
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