Crystal POV-
What the fuck! If he got work and something to do then can't he just leave the city silently leaving me in peace? Wedding dress is supposed to be my choice, why does he have to show up everywhere. He doesn't think of my taste as shit, does he? He better doesn't, cause I bet he won't know the one-fifth of things a woman looks for in any clothing.
I was smiling mentally just by thinking the time I would have alone here without any hectic meetings with him. Yeah 'meetings' cause it's not some kind of real date for real, it practically is. I was on cloud nine for a second, yeah just for a second that I don't have to do much work in hospital now that everyone knows I'm his fiance, that sounds weird. But when he completed the rest of the sentence that he is going to accompany me in buying my bridal dress, I was falling on the ground real hard from cloud nine.
Wait a minute! Let's try once to ask nicely if he will leave me alone. He better does cause I'm asking nicely. Call me full of myself and whatever the fuck you want cause, it's none of my fucking business guys.
Ok, back to reality. Here we go.
"I would've gone for shopping tomorrow with Sam cause I'm busy today. And it's just a dress, I would buy it before the wedding and get done with its preparations. You should've gone for your work." It was nicest I could manage right now. Cause I'm not talking to some innocent child, I'm talking to a grown up man and I can tell the irritation I'm feeling towards him could be seen clearly on my face. The best part, he knows I'm irritated but is still pushing me to my limits.
He is irritated too then why is he even doing all this. If he blames me for his irritation I'm not living with him. I can't tolerate this thing the first every morning. It's tiring, and annoying.
He turned his face towards the window that gave the perfect view of garden, which I have to mention looks really colorful and beautiful. But they still doesn't beat my liking for dried out flowers with lingering scents, they are mesmerizing and lasts longer than real flowers cause these become soggy. I even have many jewelries of dried flowers. Yeah, my company produces those too but just for me.
I know you didn't expected my this side but there is always a sweet side. Only some people know about my this liking, and sadly but not surprisingly my mom is not the list of knowing that I like all these.
Well, it's not the time to be emotional. Not right now. He is here and you are really annoyed by that remember. I took a breath zoning in with my surrounding. Cleared my face of any emotion that lingered there. I exhaled it sharply remembering every word he said and how hectic he is going to make my life. Here I was angry once more.
When I again looked at him. He was staring at me intently with his brows furrowed. I was zoned out for almost too long or he would've been saying something and I hadn't gave him any reply.
I wanted to smack my head on this fucking table in this same restaurant and die temporarily for any shitty reason but it would be worth it. I can't take this anymore. How can this guy do this to me? How am I even going to live with this guy in the same house? It's even worse than a 3rd degree torture man. When I say it is then believe me it is.
I took a breath in and exhaled slowly.
Calm down. It's just a dress shopping. I will quickly buy a comfortable and easy dress and tell him to fuck off from right there. I kept repeating this in my mind while I returned his stare.
None of us said anything. I just wanted him to run from here before I get irritated and cross the line. We were staring into each other's eyes and I knew what he was seeing in mine. He was seeing the irritation and annoyance for himself in my eyes while there was no such emotion as mine in his eyes. It was.....vulnerability and....admiration. WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK!
Is he serious right now? He cleared his face of any ounce of emotion as if he didn't wanted me to see those emotions inside him. Now, his eyes were back to the blank and cold stare now. He would've seen the look on my face.
We broke our stare and I cleared my throat and said, "Where to?"
He didn't say anything and just stood up from his place. He came by my side slowly while watched his actions unfazed. I just hope he is not going to do something that happened in the hospital. Wait. Why am I even thinking about that? Maybe he was up to something else.
It was definitely something else.
He came by my side and slowly his hand clutched in a light fist facing downwards came in front. I just watched, now curiosity peeking in. I looked at him, demanding any explanation related to whatever he is pulling right now. He didn't told me anything about this, how am I supposed to react without knowing what it is? Not my fault.
I glanced at the fist again then back at him. And now he was smiling, a fake one that felt real, I didn't knew he is that good at acting. I was taken aback by his sudden emotion. If anyone else would've looked at him, they wouldn't be able to tell it is fake. He had a nice smile, no doubt. He moved his eyes and hinted me towards his fist, that was still hanging in air. I glanced at him and noticed that most of the eyes in the restaurant were on us.
Suddenly it struck, our first show moment was cancelled so he just wanted something to replace it with and show our, non-existing and opposite of love.
I smiled a little, only a little cause I'm not much adapted to even practice smiling. I glanced at him sweetly, glaring at him in a way so only he could see the hate for not telling me before that all this is going to happen. He said, "Surprise, my love." I hate surprises when they are unnecessary, specially by someone like him.
I looked at his fist now waiting for something which he called a surprise.
He opened his fist, and a necklace dropped. He had tugged it in one of his fingers so it didn't fell on floor. To be honest, I was a bit suspicious of it may having any trackers. Well, you know something called instincts of a person who grew up in a world where people could do anything to get power and money. Yeah, that kicked in my mind that moment.
I had to show a look of shock and awe which I think I nailed. I flashed a smile and reached forward to take it. But, can he stay peacefully for even a second without doing something that irritates me and the answer is 'no he can't', he fisted it again in his hand. He is testing my patience I swear, unknowingly or knowingly I don't give a shit.
I looked at him with straight face but my eyes saying everything that I'm annoyed. He was just smiling continuously. He opened his mouth and asked, "Can I?" while pointing towards the necklace.
NO! A BIG FUCKING-SHITTY-NO! Just gift it like people normally do and I will accept it like a normal woman on should accept gifts from her fiance. No, he can't do one simple thing like that. He wants to be the most loving husband I guess. I think I should have told him not to even come in my private space.
Noticing the crowd inside and outside the restaurant, some even with phones recording this shitty moment and how can I forget their eagerness and hopeful eyes. I inhaled some air to calm myself and smiled with a small nod. I can't open my mouth cause I knew I wouldn't be able to stop myself from spitting something really good shits for him. I gathered my hair in my hands and kept it a bit away from my neck.
I could see the back of necklace in front of my eyes which then went all down to my neck and the cold material covering the back of necklace touched my skin. He bended and whispered in my ear, "It is a specially made necklace for my future wife I got made recently before meeting you. Right now, everyone knows about this necklace online, so I had to give it to you. It shouldn't have a single scratch on it till we are married. I'd take it back after marriage."
I could feel his breath on my ear and the warning in his tone but still focusing on his words was my second priority, I was focused on the closeness that was too much for my experience. When I knew he had secured the necklace I quickly left my hair and bend forwards a bit. He had also seated back in his seat in front of me by the time I calmed down a little.
Then his words hit me, it was a special necklace made for his future wife then why is it with me cause we are going to be divorced in a year or two? Oh, everyone online knows about this necklace so it would raise suspicions. My brain isn't working normally right now, probably because I'm with a man who himself isn't normal and a whole pack of irritating things.
I grabbed my phone and opened its camera to look at the necklace. It was customized, I could tell. I couldn't look at it this closely before because he didn't gave me much time to look at and I had some more things going through my mind. It had a black colored diamond, that is really rare and only my company supplies it after I took over Northern part of Europe. I have a good eye for these so It is real. A dark red rose also made of some kind of rare gem was in middle of that with some substance filled in the place to prevent it from moving and give necklace a new glow. It just seems like I have seen it before. Maybe in a store or something, no it can't be cause the stores don't have these black diamonds. It's either my company that makes these jewels or is customized and ordered from outside the continent. I'd surely find out about that.
I looked at him and he was staring intently at me and said, "Let's go, we have some work to take care of." Now he was back to that irritating jerk after just acting like see-what-a-gentleman-I-am. I was struggling to keep my mouth shut and control my anger.
He paid for the coffee and got up. He came in front of me and offered his hand for me while passing a small smile. I wanted nothing more than to just slap his hand away but I took it sweetly. And smiled then we walked out of the restaurant. As we reached the parking lot I quickly pulled my hand away and and moved away to put some distance between us. He tugged at my hand when I tried to pull away from him but left it after some tries. I will surely confront him about these things, its too touchy-thing for me.
We got to his car and you know what, my suspicions on him are raising day by day. How rich is this man? He just got a customized necklace worth more than some millions alone. I can tell. Now he got a bulletproof car that is brand new. This black beauty is shining. What lawyer keeps a bullet proof car that worth millions for his daily use when he is just going for a meeting? The answer is 'No-fucking-one'. It's not like someone's just going to come in the middle of road and start firing on him.
Well, it could be since he is a criminal lawyer. Yeah I found out that much about him from my hacking team. Don't expect me to just marry and live with a person I don't know a single thing about. I even got his house's layout but some rooms are missing, we just know that there are rooms but getting to know what is inside them is hard. My team is still working trying to find out about that. He has a big house but not a mansion. That's expected cause he ain't that rich, but still I'm good if I get to have full privacy.
Who knows, I'd even demand the other side of the house for myself for privacy.
I just want to say to him to give me a knock-off or something if this necklace is of such importance. He even has his car's glasses tinted black like some famous person, which I think he kind of is since he got a big fan following, mainly of woman.
I finally asked, "A knock-off of this necklace would sound good too, you know. Cause I know I won't be able to keep it safe or something." I looked at him but he was busy getting the car out of the parking lot. Is he ignoring me? If this is what he wants then that's exactly what I'll give him.
You know what, I'll just try to make this necklace as bad as possible. Let him suffer somewhat. I bet, this would've cost so much for even someone like him cause firstly, most people who are new in these type of business or have became rich recently don't know about my company and secondly, I supply the best and most detailed custom made jewelries which costs more than some millions for even a single piece of jewelry. His future wife is lucky, she'd get to wear this jewelry after me. If everyone got to know that Crystal from underworld wore this even once, it's price is going to be 10 times more just because of me. The reason? I also don't know. After all it's used so it's price should be decreased but I don't understand the logic here. I heard women don't like to wear used things but they can wear this, how?
We were sitting there in silence. Only the sound of the engine and traffic nearby could be heard. I was looking outside the window thinking for even a single way to escape from here. I laughed internally. Funny, isn't it? I can escape alive from a building full of armed guards but not from him because of the situation.
I can imagine if Sam would've been here, he would just make a joke out of all this and make fun of me for at least a month. Man, that would be embarrassing.
Suddenly the car halted to a stop and I came out of my thinking phase. I glanced at Chris and he was already looking at me. I glanced outside the window and there stood a whole 15-fucking-storey building I visited these past months. I could see new dresses and heels in the front. Maybe it was their new collection. They were nice I think but that doesn't mean I'll wear them. They are too skin tight for me. They are way too much for me. I like something flowy that grants me easy movement. I'm just going to get some simple dress. Nor too simple, neither too much.
How did he afford so many luxury things at a time? Even some rich people think twice before even going to such places. It's like 'if you don't have at least 100 million dollars, you can't even enter'. Then how can he afford even if he is just a lawyer. I come here often for some special outfits for some occasions. Cause only this place has the most clothes of my taste. I just hope no one says something related to me being a regular customer or you know.
I heard the car door close, so I also came out of the car and walked towards the building and went inside. I knew he is following behind staring at me like some creep. Just some random person catches him staring him staring at me and make the guards kick him out. That would be so good to watch him get kicked out form here for staring like a creep at a girl, who hates him but at the same time is his fiance.