His niece

AVA’s POINT OF VIEW

I wore the dress and immediately I got downstairs I saw how Lucas pinned his gaze on me. It is a black dress with stripes of red. I let down my long black hair and applied a little red lipstick.

He kept staring at me till I joined him in the car.

“Can we go, sir?”

“Ava, sorry I mean Lily. You look gorgeous. Very gorgeous, Lily”

“Sir you know you can call me whatever name you want, right? Be it, Lily or Ava, I am fine with both. Trust me. And thank you for complimenting me. Where exactly are we headed to? I guess I don't look too serious?”

I asked and he smiled. I looked at my dress and looked at his. Well, men don't usually dress too seriously no matter the occasion, or place, right? He wore pants and trousers, a suit shirt, and black palm slippers. He looked quite simple while I on the other hand looked overdressed. I guess he noticed I was not comfortable. He held my hand and patted my thighs gently.

“It is fine, Lily. Trust me you look great. You know I would never lie to you, right? You look amazing just the way you are. Do not change anything on your body or face. And trust me you do not look overdressed. This is perfect for where we are going to”

He has been helping me build my confidence since the day that I met him. It's been more than a year now and he has never stopped helping me feel better.

He started the car and one other car followed behind us. It was his guards in the other.

“Ava, I just want to say that if you have anything to say or ask about Emily I don't mind and promise to answer you sincerely”

“I have nothing to ask, sir, because I trust you a lot. If you say you are not the father of the child then I believe you. Trust me, sir, I do a lot”

He kept driving and he drove to a boutique.

A boutique? Why are we here? I kept having many thoughts in my head but I had to keep calm at least because I trusted him, and I knew he always had me in his heart.

We held hands and walked into the boutique together with one of his guards by our side. Follow us about.

“Why are we here, sir?”

“Again with the air? Come on Ava I told you to stop calling me sir”

“Sorry. Why are we here, Lucas?”

“Better. For two reasons. The owner of the clothing brand is my cousin. My niece actually”

“You have a niece? I had no idea”

“Yes. She is my mother's sister’s child”

“Wow. About your mother, you have never spoken about your parents to me, sir”

“There is nothing to talk about, Ava. I would have told you about my parents if there was something about them I knew or better still you would have seen them at the wedding, right? What if I told you I do not know my parents either?”

When he said that I noticed how he controlled his tears from dropping and I held his hands tighter so he would calm down and control his emotions.

“I am sorry about that, sir. I am so sorry I brought it up”

“It is fine, Ava. And the second reason why we are here is to get you some clothes. I already told my niece about you and she has promised to teach you all you need to know about having and controlling a fashion brand”

“Do you think it is a good idea that your niece teaches me? I mean wouldn't she be jealous that I also want to get into the industry of fashion and Mayne outshine her?”

“Ava, listen to me. One thing about my family is that we clap for everyone and appreciate everyone too. My niece owns one of the biggest and most popular clothing brands in Australia but aside from Australia, she has brands in different parts of the world. So trust me she won't mind when you become big in Australia”

I let out a heavy sigh of relief and we kept on walking. I kept staring at how big the inside looked and the clothes. Wow, they had so many clothes in there. I kept walking carefully because every part of the boutique was built with glass and I didn't want it to break. I know I can be a little local at times but I can't help it.

My mind raced back to his parents. He said he doesn't know his parents. He is such a sweet soul I wish I could help him with one thing at least. He is helping me with so many things already that I should at least help him out with something, right? But I don't even know what his parents looked like and I am sure they are probably still alive somewhere. If they were dead he would have just said that. What on earth made a mother abandon her son? A father left his child, why? Lucas is such a pure soul and it pains me not to be able to help him out with anything at a time of need.

When we got to his niece’s office they both hugged each other happily. She has the same beautiful smile as him. I remember seeing her at the wedding but I guess she left fairly early because I didn't see her towards the end.

“Lily, meet my niece or should I say, sister?”

“Please, call me sister, Lucas. Come on”

They both giggled and I had to grin too.

“Lily, this is my sister, Taylor. She owns this boutique and many other things. Taylor this is Lily, my wife”

I couldn't help but smile shamelessly when he addressed me that way.

“Hello, Taylor. You look so pretty”

“And so do you, Lily. When you walked in I kept staring at your face. My brother did well”