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At her home" I nodded. I almost forgot the kinds of things Grandpa could do. In haste, I promised him to marry Amelia. I wonder why he made those sentences—was he trying to be clingy? I got back to the car, and my assistant Matteo drove me straight to Amelia's not-so-shabby apartment. I knocked on the third door on my left, according to the address Grandpa had sent me. The door was opened by three handsome young boys. They all stared at me curiously.

She opened up to us last night and now today she is back to being cold. “Noah we don’t need to make this more complicated than it already is.” ‘Okay she has to be speaking a different language. She is confusing the hell out of me. What does she mean this is complicated? How much simpler can it be? Wear our shirt! Carry our scent!’ Hunter snaps back to me. Amelia walks past us and opens the door to the guest house before she throws us a last look over her shoulder. I am still trying to rationalize her behavior. “I’ll return the shirt because I’m sure there is someone else you would like to give it to.”

"Because you were stubborn about waiting for me. What do you expect me to do? I never had someone to fall for me like you did. You're the only person who came on to me and said liked me. You're the first to chase after me, flirt me, love me. I don't have experience of turning people down, senior. I don't know how to reject you without hurting you but I didn't have any other choice other than that. I know how it hurted you because I experienced it too. I'm sorry, senior." "What did you just say?" "What?" "You said you experienced it too. What do you mean by that?" Did I say it out aloud? Sh*t! "Senior…" "What happened, Amelia? What are you hiding from me?" "I'm not hiding anything from you, s

Fuck she’s gonna hide this from them? “Mel” - Raphael says walking into the room. Amelia lifts her green eyes meeting Raphael’s while he walks to her with his arms open. Amelia hugs her dad and she looks at me again taking a deep breath. “Can we please go? I need a shower” - she says with a small giggle. “Amelia” - I say and she looks at me “I’m fine” - she replies - “we’re fine” - she adds and I take a deep breath.

Amelia said with a smile while kissing him again. Hayden went with the flow, enjoying the fact that they were a whole lot of friends that were a bit private to him before but now they were currently in his face and he had nothing to worry about at all. Amelia was a very good pretender when she wanted to be one but that didn't also change the fact that some things were not just right. If she was harboring anything in mind, this was the best time to ready go on with it. Of course there were going to be a lot of changes but the only thing that she wanted to do was to make sure that none of her enemies had been able to succeed her.

Bryan leaned back, swirling his drink, studying me with a cold, calculating gaze. “You think you know me so well, don’t you, Dae? But you’re totally wrong to think of me like that. I don’t need your money and you also know that. Amelia…she belongs to me and that's finally.” I clenched my fists, taking a deep breath to keep from lunging at him right there. “Amelia doesn’t belong to anyone in this life. She’s free to live her life however she wants it, and that doesn’t include you nor your evil father.”

Axel started the engine, and the car smoothly pulled away from the street outside Hansen Manor. “Why didn’t you come to find me sooner?” I asked, feeling like a guilty little girl. “I didn’t know where to go.” Axel kept his eyes on the road. “Amelia, you’re the eldest daughter of the Farley family in Missy City. You’re my sister and Lucas’s as well. Don’t act like a homeless person. It looks like your relationship has fallen apart?” I fell silent. “Good. I’ve been waiting for this day. What are you planning to do next?”

Please! Yeah, yeah. We’ll be out in five, I link back. I sigh. “If we don’t get moving, Blake’s going to be in here playing sex referee.” Amelia chuckles, reaching for the shampoo. “Let’s hurry. I don’t want to get on your family’s bad side.” I cup her cheeks and kiss her. “They already love you, baby. You’re stuck with us.” She smiles—and starts washing my hair. After the Ceremony We’re hanging out with my twin, Bash, and Zion—my best friends—so Amelia can get to know them better. She’s a few years older and lives up north, so they haven’t crossed paths much.

Their connection must be even stronger than we had presumed. Maybe I should call him here. Maybe they need each other to be able to snap out of it. Amelia stirs in Ben’s arms. “Don’t tell him where I am,” she pleads desperately, with a cracked voice, barely above a whisper. It’s as if she could read my mind. These are the first words she’s spoken since we’ve come here. This has to be a start, right?