The red-haired girl almost fell on her knees in remorse.“I am so sorry.” She kept repeating, trying to dab Tiffany's dress with a handkerchief. “No, it's fine. I have to go.” She hurried outside to meet everyone waiting.“Seems like keeping people waiting is one of your best characteristics.” Shawn snarled before getting into the car.Mr Gold and Mr Dion immediately threw their faces away. They didn't want to be part of the couple's tantrums.“Whatever.”. She replied, deciding against an apology before getting into the car.SHAWN'S POVSee why he said she was tardy, rude, and a brat. Imagine keeping everyone waiting simply because she wanted to appear nice to some strangers.She could not even offer an apology. And come to think of it, why does she have the stains of spilled drink on her dress? Always clumsy he thought as he cast her an annoying look.TIFFANY'S POVSee why she said he was pompous and full of himself. Imagine telling her that keeping people waiting was one of her bes
SHAWN'S POVIt's Sunday, and he doesn't know why he had this feeling of dread tugging at his chest. The whole idea of a Lady moving in with him felt strange and surreal. The cleaning agency he employed their service was already done cleaning, and one of the ladies had helped set up the guest room in a Ladylike manner. He wanted everything to be perfect. Not like he wanted to impress the brat, but he was obliged to make sure she was comfortable in his house. His phone rang, and he reluctantly picked it up when he saw his fathers ID. “Have you gone to pick her? ” His voice sounded from the other end.”" What's with the rush, Dad? I'm trying to keep things in order before leaving.” “Good. And I think you should go with a flower for her and a wine for her father.”“Thank you, Dad. I have to go.” He hurriedly ended the call. For real? A flower and a wine? How impossible can his father be? Left with no option, he brought out his phone and googled the nearest flower shop around. He fo
RACHEL'S POVShe could feel her heart palpitating, as she slowly slumped to the floor.Shawn has been doing things behind her back, and it hurts her to the depth of her heart. How could he be so callous and unfeeling? He had been giving her the cold shoulders just because of a silly high School girl.She was not going to let this slide. That girl has bitten more than she can chew and she–Rachel, would make sure she spat it out. All of it!TIFFANY'S POV.They got inside his house and she must say, it looked really nice. She was more impressed by the neatness and orderliness of things. He really must be a neat guy.“So, welcome to my humble abode.” He said.“Even though I hate to say this, there is nothing humble about your house. It looks good.” She said looking at the monalisa portrait hung on the wall.“Like a Daddy boy's house, right?”She was momentarily silent before replying, “Maybe.” And then she moved on to the next portrait. It was the girl with the Pearl earring portrait.“Y
TIFFANY'S POVShe was lying on the bed lost in thought. Was she childish by leaving her food? No matter what, she shouldn't have walked out on him, it will only worsen the impression he already had of her as a spoilt brat.But wait, why was she even concerned? He can think whatever he wants to think of her. Truth is, she doesn't care.She was so bored in the room and wanted to chat with her friends but thought against it because she didn't know what to say to them. She has been avoiding their chats and calls because she didn't want to explain her engagement and moving in with Shawn.She was still lost in thought when she heard a loud splash of water. She hurried to the window to see what was going on and her mouth went open in surprise as she saw Shawn swimming in a backstroke style.Her eyes trailed to his bare chest as it settled on the thick mass of hairs that adorned it. The way it glistened as the sun shone on it was fascinating. She hated to admit it but Shawn Gold was a very ha
“Hey, Mum.” “Shawn, you bad child! You proposed to a girl and you didn't tell me.” Mrs Amber gold yelled into the phone.“I was waiting for you to get back from your vacation, Mum.”“I am sure this was your father's handiwork. And you both didn't bother to tell me. I'm on vacation doesn't mean you both should cut me off from what is happening in the family.” “We are sorry, Mum. And it is high time you got back.” “I will, baby. So, you are getting married to Tiffany?”“Yes, I am. To become chairman, I have to.”“Oh, my poor boy. How is she? Do you like her?"“I don't, mum. She is a kid.”“A kid? A nineteen year old is no kid. Try something with her and see if she doesn't get pregnant. She is a woman, my boy."“Mum, stop. I'm not trying anything with her. She moved in with me today, by the ways”“Oh my God! I am coming home as soon as I can. You mean, Tiffany is in your house? Your father's idea, I guess.”“Yes, she is. Her Dad and your husband made the decision. We only followed it”
TIFFANY'S POVShe was still happily jumping when she felt the gate go open, and when she turned she saw Shawn standing with a heavy frown.“What are you doing here?” He asked angrily.“Looking around and having fun." I replied, concealing my embarrassment. He just caught me jumping like a frog.“Do you know how scared I was? How did you get here?”“Scared? I was bored and decided to do a bit of wandering and I got here.”“I never knew I had to look after a child instead of a 19 year old.” Shawn snarled.“Excuse you! I was bored!”“I guess this place doesn't match your princess lifestyle. Anyways, dinner is ready.” He announced before stomping away.SHAWN'S POVIt pissed him off that he had been worried for nothing. The brat had gone to his garden without his consent. How much he wants to whip her for almost giving him a panic attack.He walked back inside, and while he was setting the dining table for dinner she walked in.“Can I help with that?” She asked.“You can, while I bring th
“Yes, I am. I decided to call since you can't call your father.”“Here he goes again. Guilt tripping me.” Shawn said, palming his face.“I am not. How is Tiffany?”“She is fine. She just went upstairs to her room.”“And where are you?”“In the sitting room.”“You are so unromantic, boy.”“What do you mean, Dad?”“ You are supposed to be bonding and not being apart.”“Did you check the time, Mr Gold? It's past 8 o,clock.”“And then? This is the time couple's bond the most. You know, staying up to see romantic movies. Oh, Shawn! The only thing you know how to do is work, work and work.”“Dad, may I remind you that she is still in high school and Will be going to school tomorrow. And myself, I have work tomorrow.”“You have a point. But, during the weekend make sure you guys see a movie together.”“Yes, Dad. I hope you know that you can't keep dictating what happens in my home?”“I will. If you don't know how to run it.”“Thank you for calling, Dad. And by the way, mum asked me to say hi
SHAWN'S POVHe stood in the garage staring after her as the cat drove out of sight. That kid had better not bashed his car. A smile tugged at his lips as he remembered her childish display. No matter how matured she tried to act, she still had that childish aspect to her.Realizing he was running late, he got into his Rolls Royce and drove off. As he drove to work, he turned on the car's radio.“Last week Saturday, the 25th of August, one of Vancouver's youngest Billionaires and finest bachelor, Shawn Gold proposed to his highschool and model girlfriend, Tiffany Dion…” He quickly changed the channel. The press and not minding their business.As he got closer to work, he couldn't help but fret as he didn't know how to face his workers and most especially, Rachel. The news was everywhere and he was sure they must have all heard about it.He drove into the company, and parked at his designated parking space before alighting.He got inside and from the reception, his workers were alread