Chapter Four

Rowan pov

I knew that Leah has a crush on me since long ago but I can't remember when. Earlier yesterday, aliyah broke things up with me. Turns out she found out about my arranged marriage and didn't want to be a plus one or a whore.

‘’I'm sorry Rowan but we can't keep this up, you are about to be married and I can't be with someone married, I will give you my resignation letter first thing tomorrow.’’, she told me,tears were pooling around her eye lids.

‘’Aliyah, baby, please listen to me, we can make this work.’’I pleaded but she walked on me.

I went to the club downtown and drowned my sorrow in alcohol. Reaching home, I went up to my room, but it wasn't mine, it was my future wife and the reason I broke up.

I picked her up and brought her to my bed and I fell asleep soon after. The next morning I woke up with a headache and blurry memories of last night.

While showering i recalled a few memories of last night and it turned out that i carried leah to here. Realising my dumbness, I went to apologise to her. She was in the shower.

We need to talk…’’, I said, taking in her teary face. She was crying but why?

‘’Go on, i'm listening.’’

‘’I am soo fucking sorry, I was drunk and I couldnt get over the fact that aliyah broke things up yesterday. I don't know why. I'm so sorry, I regret it, I shouldn't have agree to this.’’

I fucked up again. I could feel it. That wasn't an apology.

‘’Listen rowan, I don’t give a fuck about you or your stupid relationship situation or what so ever. Don't drag me into your shit and certainly don't carry me to your bed. Don't even come near this room when you are drunk or out of your mind. So Rowan, you and your bullshit can go to hell. The door is over there and open, you can certainly make your way , I’m sure you can.’’

Yeah I deserved that. I don't deserve her either. I took myself out of her room, giving her privacy and went downstairs. After a while she came down all dressed up for going out,

‘’Where are you going?’’

‘’I'm going out.’’ she simply replied.

‘’I can clearly see that but where exactly?’’

‘’None of your business’’she didn't give me time to respond but closed the freaking door on my face.

Lucas was supposed to be here but he wasn't. I went outside only to find him engrossed in a conversation with my wife. I called her my wife and I was jealous of the sight of her talking to another man, not just any but my own brother.

‘’What the fuck is going on here?’’I was fuming and glaring at where their hands were crossed.

‘’Does it look like we are fucking each other? It's a handshake’’, she replied.

‘’I can see that but you can remove your hand, I believe a handshake is only a shake of the hand, no need to fall hands like it's going to fall’’ replied, I know I beat her this once and she knew it.

‘’Chill out bro, I was trying to know who this pretty girl is, is she our neighbour or something?, if so I live just a few houses from here, you can come hang out whenever you want.’’ my brother intervened.

I was lost in my anger to finally figure out that Lucas was going along with her to the tryouts. But I couldn't help myself but go with them.

Apparently her mother already chose some dresses for her to try for the wedding and reception but her mother didn't want me to see her wedding dress so I was allowed to stay only for the reception dress.

There, she came out with a beautiful black dress with a slit and it showed all her curves. Damn, she was breathtaking. She better wish no one ogled her, especially her ass in that dress or else I would have to finish the party earlier.

I gulped hard to see her looking at me with an intense glaze. She was nervous about my opinion.

‘’How do I look?’’she asked, breaking my train of thoughts.

‘’Stunning, you look stunning but are you sure that is what you want?’’ I'm not sure that's what I want her to wear.

‘’Yeaah, I like this one better than the others.’’

‘’Okay then we will go with this one.’’ I'm preparing myself for the river of blood at the party. I swear there will be a bloodstream if they ogled her ass or tried to talk to her. Why am I suddenly possessive to her?

Her mother kicked me and my brother out because she had to try wedding dresses now. We were from the groom's side , well I'm the groom so we aren't allowed to see the dress until the wedding. Tradition and culture I suppose.

I went to the mall nearby to stop by for some food and a drink. I ordered my command and sent a text to leah,

‘’Text me when you are done, you are my ride home.’’ I was lying because my driver brought my car after we went in her car.

‘’Sure’’, she replied instantly.

She took about a half an hour and she was done, also on her way to pick me up.

I barely recognised her, she changed clothes. She bore a short navy blue dress.

‘’Fuck, you look pretty…’’ I barely could have said something.

‘’Thank you, get in, I have somewhere else to be?’’

‘’Where would that somewhere be?’’ here we go, the possessiveness is back to action.

‘’Nowhere important, I'm going to hang out with Lucas and his girlfriend, who is also my friend. To be honest I’m third wheeling but they insisted so yeah I'm going to meet them.’’

‘’Okay then I'm coming with you but let’s take my car this time cause I clearly don't fit in this small car’’

‘’Hey don't say anything about my car’’

‘’Okay your highness’’

‘’Better’’ she replied.

We went back to the house and she told me she was going to change for a more formal outfit cause it will be dinner at a five star restaurant.

She took 30 minutes again and came downstairs. This time she is wearing black heels and a short black black. Something ticked in my jaw, but I shrugged it off saying,

‘’You look beautiful’’

‘’What's up with the compliments today?’’

‘’I felt…’’ she didn't let me finish before cutting me out,

‘’Let's not talk about this.’’ and she walked to my car.