Forbidden Crush

Juliette's point of view...

"Mom," I called her again, "Are they here yet?" she sighed before glancing at me in irritation from the side of her eye but soon burst into laughter as I started grinning. I had been asking her the same question for last thirty minutes.

"You are a bit too excited, sweety" Mom replied as she shoved my head.

Anything for that smile.

A woman with a beautiful figure, with a chocolate-brown hair and fair complexion, who is in her late thirties yet so beautiful to make your heart flutter. That's my Mom, sweet and beautiful.

"Will everything be fine honey?" she sighed halting the laughter.

I understand her very well, about why she was concerned. All because of my dear sister.

I had been roaming around the hall, picking up things and dusting the already neat and clean pillows on the sofa.

I can't help it because I was a bit so excited when Mom broke the news to me.

Aunt Dory's relatives are coming to meet us, I mean a marriage proposal for my dear freakin sister, Anna. I can't believe such a day would come. Anna was already twenty five and yet she never had a relationship. Mom was always concerned about her being a single but today we got a chance.

Aunt Dory is a Darling, very friendly and affectionate. She said that her cousin's son was at the age of marriage and our families match so well.

She also said that they belong to a good family though not so prestigious and rich. We don't have a big demands either.

Instead, all that Mom consider was a man for that nerd. Wink...!

A few days back his mother, I mean the brother in law to be's mother came along with Aunt Dory and met Anna. I didn't get the chance to meet them but I heard from Mom that she was very good and she was actually so impressed with our family and Anna's behavior that she asked her hand for her son. And finally, she is coming here today with her son, my brother-in-law-to-be to let them meet officially.

It's so thrilling...!

I set up the hall and arranged everything beautifully, but still I couldn't be at ease. I just wished Anna would behave better this time. My Mom had endured a lot and I want everything to be perfect in all ways so that she will be happy.

"How are we going to cope with this, sweety?" she whispered softly, nibbling at her lower lips. I can feel her nervousness.

"It's okay Mom, We will get through it. Don't worry too much." I whispered back being brave, cupping her beautiful face in my hands and kissing her forehead.

"You are my superhero...!" she kissed me back.

Yep...! That's what I am...!

Superhero...! Her strength.

I nodded my head in response, trying to think about the positive side.

As we were having a conversation, the door bell rang and I jumped over the steps to go open the door, excitedly.

"They are here...!" I couldn't help but raise my hands in thrill. Before grabbing the knob, I brushed my dress for creases and set my hair all fine.

At least I have to give them a decent look.

Taking a deep breath and spreading a beautiful smile on my lips, I opened the door only to find my death on the other side of the door. All that excitement floored.

Hell no...! This is not going to happen...!

I gulped the spit that was forming in my mouth. Fear settled in the pit of my stomach as I stared at that devilish man in front of me.

"Who is that, sweety?" Mom asked in a slow tone but I was gone in a world of confusion.

I slammed my palms on my lips immediately, my eyes widening.

No...way...!

Impossible...!

I began to hear fictions as I stepped back. Brushing my hair back while covering my face with my palm before he could recognize me. And unexpectedly, inhaling a deep breath ready to run away like an idiot.

But that was too late to escape. He was already glaring daggers at me.

"Miss... Juliette...!!" Mr. Richard Solmon exclaimed looking at me in disbelief.

Mr. Richard Solmon is my newly joined arts teacher, who was totally pissed off with me in the morning.

I stood there, stumbling and almost closed the door. But he walked inside the house, stopping the door with his strong hands as demanding as he was while entering the class. His hands shoved in the pockets of his pair of dark blue trousers.

"So... you...!" he started with a confused chuckle. But seriously...!

I don't know what to say...!

Before he could talk further, I don't know what happened to me that I ran away, terrifying.

What the heck...!

Why was he here?

Is he here to tell Mom about what happened today?

Hell no...!

No god... No...!

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