Chapter 06

Chapter 06

Rowan’s POV

I pushed the door with a gritted teeth, my parents have no right signing an agreement to determine my wife nor my life.

I barged in my father’s office, darkness eloped my vision as he remain seated with no remorse from his face. He knows why I’m here, he had been keeping tabs in my recent activities.

“I’m assuming Mykayla had been talking?” He spoke, continuing signing some stupid papers. Didn’t even raise his head to look at me.

I remained standing away from him, I know I was capable of doing violence… even to my own father.

My father had never been present in my life, he wasn’t the type of father every child dreams of, instead he buried himself to work and when I was old enough he honed me to the man that I am now… workaholic, just like him.

“She had a lot to say.”

Just thinking about her made my skin crawl from irritation. Years of torture and no matter how hard I pushed away, they find a way to stay grounded and annoy me.

“You’ve known about the engagement for years, and you’re only complaining now?” He paused. Stoic and full of authority, his eyes met mine. “Does this has something to do with a model you been seeing? What was her name? Kayla Serrano?”

My jaw clenched as he utter her name. He smirked. He got me.

“No.” I denied. “This is about how you’ve been decide my life. I’m not a little boy anymore, you’ve done your part so let me make decisions on my own.”

“This is nothing personal. The Jones has a lot to offer in business. You know our family tradition, the moment you were born you were already tied to them. It was just a matter of time to seal the deal.” His words cut through.

So much for being the successful if my parents still has their hold on me. They decide like they still own me. I owe them a lot of things but this is an awful agreement.

“I won’t let that happen.” I utter with determination.

“I didn’t know things were serious with this girl.” He smiles that never reached the eyes. “Let’s see how desperate you are.” His smile disappear and warns me. “Be careful, you might hurt yourself in the process especially if that girl finds out who you truly are… and what you did.”

My skin crawl and memories of the past flooded my brain that I almost drowned. I  gasped for air and closed my eyes tight curing my blurry vision when my eyes met my father’s. His eyes unreadable.

“This isn’t about a girl. This is about my life that you’re deciding and living. I’m not a puppet, and I won’t let you control me again.”

I stormed out, not letting another minute pass… he wasn’t my father anymore, he was a businessman, like had always been.

Kayla’s POV

A week had passed since the incident but I couldn’t stop thinking about it. Rowan’s anger was consuming my thought, and so does Alison’s threat.

Twisting and turning around my bed, I still couldn’t bring myself to sleep. I groan in frustration as I stare at the clock, it’s midnight and I was still wide awake.

“This is killing me.” I whispered as I jump out of bed, grab my coat and sneak out my apartment.

To my doors were my guards sleeping peacefully. They had been staying there after the incident where I was harassed by a couple of stalkers, it gave me a sense of security to have them near despite the heavy security in the building.

I tiptoed to the elevator and pressed the button to the top floor where the gym was located, might as well blow some steam to exhaust my body that it won’t have a choice but to sleep due to exhaustion.

It was empty just as expected. I walk at the end of the room where I could see the city light clearly. It was calming but seeing the height of the building I was standing when my legs tremble as memories resurface.  I pinched myself and close myself as I stepped back slowly, my heart thump loudly and beads of sweats formed my forehead.

I continue to stepped back when my ankle caught a bar of metal that would make me butt land on the floor but instead I was leaning against a masculine built and held by a rough and callused hands.

Slowly, I turn my head to clearly see him… immediately my heart jump when I realize it was Rowan. We jump away from each other, I almost felt like I held a hot surface from the reaction of my body.

“W-what are you doing here?” My voice shaky, but not from earlier but from the man in front of me.

My eyes traveled from his face down to his neck, to his popped arms, he’s wearing a sleeveless top that highlighted his body. By the time I reached his eyes again, I saw him hide a smirk.

“Couldn’t sleep.” I nodded, his eyes never left mine. I couldn’t help but look away. He has this scowl that I find annoying but also cute… right, who would say that Rowan Hermoso is cute, he was anything but.

The silence stretched it almost ate me. “So, you’re legally engaged with the Jones, huh?” the Jones because, we all know for a fact that he’s not marrying Alison, but the business merger.

His father released a statement about an article that we were seen together, he commented that it was just a passing fling like before.

His eyes darken as he shook his head. “I’m not going to marry  her.” He gulp that distracted me. “That’s why I need you.” He said almost like a whisper.

His eyes speaking different languages to me but I understood every words he’s trying to say… only I don’t know I could do it.

“Be my fiancé.” I gasped as the words left his mouth. “a fake one.”

My mouth open with disbelief. He stepped closer, he was inches away from him. I could feel his body heat, his smell addicting and how I wanted this so badly… but my pride and ego was hurt.

His head closer to mine and before his lips could touch mine I slap him hard in the face. His mouth open, brows creased and eyes dark.

“I’m too good to be a fake fiancé.” I whispered.