5 I want to live in this engagement!

"What are you……" Julien trails off the sentence when Monica hands him the ring. His jaw tightens. He inhales the sweet scent from distance and groans "it's the ring. You can keep it. I haven't given you the permission to take it off." Monica settles back in her seat. She felt like her heart was breaking into two pieces.

"Where are you going?" She finally asked him, her hands trembling with the sudden raw desire to bang it into the glass window of te car. Julien brows dips as he shrugs and says, "with you." The words made Monica flinch as she turned her head towards him. "No, why?" Julien brushed her cheek with the back of his hand and smiles.

Julien returns a glare to the driver in a way of telling to get them going whenthe driver bids to him. They gets to the east mansion safe and secure. The luggages gets down one by one when Julien gets out of the car and goes to Monica's side to get her out of the car. He opens the door and spares a glance to the driver shoving some bills out of his pocket and placing on the hands of the driver. They exchanges handshake whe Monica is on her feet and slams the door close. They get to the reservation counter. Countless number of people comes and goes there way to their rooms when a old women steps in giving them wolfish smile and handing a golden card to Julien.

"We are happy that you came all the way from the west side. Mr. Tedd. The rooms are secured with two locks and Casandra will show how things works here for both of you." The old women introduces them with Casandra. The villa is awasome as it is. Guests open the steamy glass door of the villa. A little bel tinkled at every moment someone goes or comes, announcing their arrivals. The boots stomps over the concrete floor as they wait for another tens minutes to prepare our invitation to the rooms. The luggages were gone by the time. Now Julien was nowhere to be seen. He mixed with the crowd feasting over the bills section. As a stranger makes his way to Monica.

"Miss, I suppose you are here for the auction isn't it?" The man was super tall, Monica stood and held her hand for a friendly handshake when he blinked to her and took her in his arms. Hugging her. The smell of whiskey Rick's from his neck. Monica shrugs herself from him. Monica's eyes go zero when Julien steps behind him beating him in height. He stands powerful. He pulls him back. "What is it? Ford?" Julien asks, his fist growing more tight. Ford glances over his shoulders and dips his chin towards him. "Oh, I didn't see you brother. So you guys are here for the auction night?" Silence drills its way towards him. Julien sighs and says, "get to the room already. We will see you at the dinner." Julien takes Monica from his way when he mutters something to some Mexican man. He laughs and curses over Julien shoulders.

They make their way to the room when Casandra steps in and asks Julien to have a word with her. Monica gets inside she shoves her heels away and sits on the bed. Her head forming all the questions she was about to ask him from confusion and anger. Julien steps in with a bottle of wine. His jaw tightens few times. As he sits on the chair facing Monica. "What's all this about? You were suppose to take me back to my mansion not here. And I volunteerily came with you. Can you believe it?" Monica grunts, and tajes off her coat. Julien doesn't speaks. He glares at her. He gets to his feet and soon he slams a palm over her backless dress. Yanking it up he whispers, "why did he hug you?" Confusion slaps her in the face when she takes a turn to face him. "What? Who?" Julien squeezes her and shouts with anger. "Ford. Why did he hug you in the frist place?" 

Monica loathes the way he becomes domineering to her. "I didn't know he was your brother who asked me if I was staying for the auction. And what's it all about?" Julien takes a step away and says, "I'm winning you today at the auction. You will be mine." Monica goes frantic her eyes travels from his face to his feet. "What? You can't just buy me Julien. This is some joke to you."

"Oh, well, guess I'm not joking anymore." Julien gets to her and palaces a deep kiss over her mouth. Monica doesn't get along with the bold move. "Why don't you part your lips? Are you telling me that you haven't already filled the papers of being a wife until I'm bored with you?" Monica cries her eyes gets red. 

Julien kisses her for the second time. She answers hum by sharing the same mieb with him. Julien takes her to the bed and yanks her necklace away from her neck. She huffs as they part their lips and Julien takes a good look at her face. He places a soft kiss on her forehead and brushes her tears away. He shoves her hand to his pants pocket to ge my the engagement ring. He slides the engagement ring to her fingers and takes her to his arms and hugs her. Monica cries in his arms as he places another kiss on her neck and trails a hand over her shoulder.

"Thanks for being there with me. Monica, I plan to give you best things in life. You can be my friend too. I can assure you that nobody will dare to touch you. You can choose to stay as my wife or a working individual but know that I need you on my bed every night and before I get up from sleep. You are the energy I crave. I promised my mom. I won't let anything happen to you. Angel, stay with me." Julien says as he gives her another hug.