All Chapters of His Naughty Girl : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Greer’s POV "Get your ass down here, Greer. The fashion designer is already here waiting for you." My Mom snorted from the living room."Just a minute." I said, turning. I was still talking to Cassey. She was back here in the country after leaving for eight months. She went to Korea to sort out some things with her parents. They wanted her to get into an arranged marriage with a son of one of their business associates. That was what we were discussing before my mom's loud voice interrupted us."So tell me what, are you physically and sexually attracted to him?" "Ew no!" She answered in irritation. "I tried making it work but we didn't click. That bastard is a creepy nerd who always want to fuck the shit out of me. Not everything is about sex. We have to connect emotionally on a deeper level. I am out of that hell hole." She added. I sighed."C'mon. Your situation there is not as bad as mine. At least no one is forcing you into an arranged marriage. My life just sucks." She said,

Greer’s POV I tightened my grip around the clutch like my life depended on it. This was going to be a shit show and I don't care. I get what I want and I wasn't going to be trading it for anything. Indira was still proving stubborn and I couldn't help but wonder why my mom was siding with her. I was the one she gave birth to, right? Not Indira. Why can't she respect me for once? Why? Why does she have to side with her? "I am dead serious mom..I don't care whatever happens. And isn't she rich enough to get a more expensive one?" Then I turned to Indira. "You can afford anything, right? Why don't you stop throwing tantrums?" "Ugh." She groaned."You are the worst!" She blurted and still refused to let it go. I wasn't going to do the same thing. I wasn't going to let her humiliate me like this. No way. It's either she leaves it or this escalates further. Veda tried persuading me but it was all in vain. Three of the staff brought three of the exact silver purse and I still wasn't goin

Greer’s POV I couldn't. I wasn't sure I could. What if she looked at me in a way that would make matters even worse? I can't do this. She would judge me. My stepfather. This was a secret that I would keep for the rest of my life as long as I still live. We disengaged from the hug and I wiped my tears away. She did the same too. She smiled through it. "It has been so long. I missed you." She said and we both held our hands on the table. "I know right. You have grown even taller." I acknowledged and she blushed. An inch taller than me. "So how have you been?" She asked and I lowered my face. I don't want her to discover my secret. Did I also mention that Cassey could read reactions and expressions. She knew when I kept something from her. She knew when someone lied to her. I hurriedly lifted my head and gestured to the waiter. "Waiter?""Can we have a glass of mocktail?" I asked and the waiter wrote it down.Cassey also added two glasses of cocktail. Then she looked at me. "Are y

Greer’s POV Bile rose in my throat as I rushed to the restroom and threw up in the sink. I turned on the faucet and rinsed my mouth and face. The feeling of disgust surged through me like a wild fire. What in the disgusting sex sound did I just hear? This was the first time I have ever heard my own mother moan Yuck! That feeling makes me want to puke more. Not just that but the fact that Calder was fucking another woman like this makes me want to barge in there and stop them. But who was I to stop them? They were about to get married. She was my mother. He was going to be my mother's husband. In the next twenty six hours, they will get married and become a couple. For better for worse. But no, it still doesn't sit well with me. Jealousy rippled through the bones and flesh in my body. I have come to realise that even if Calder and I were intimate once, he still belonged to me. Yes, I said what I said. Calder Rhys was mine. The very day I got on my knees for him and sucked his cock.

Greer’s POV I arrived at the hotel at exactly six in the evening due to traffic. Veda thought I was lying until she called Diego to confirm. She thought I probably went out to drink again, but it was not true. I was so exhausted that I felt very sleepy. I couldn't because I hadn't yet finished carrying out that plan: the ring and the wedding dress. If the ring and dress were fine, they wouldn't hesitate to move to the garden and do the union. The priest wouldn't mind, and I won't let that happen.I don't care if people call me selfish or judge me. I don't care. It has always been about her and not me. She had always been the center of attention, even if she accused me of stealing her spotlight. There were days when she would point fingers at me, accusing me of being selfish. She thought I took away her youth by having me. I wasn't asked to be born. I wasn't at fault here. If she wants to point fingers at anyone, it should be at herself. I didn't take anything away from her. Not like