Hallo beautiful ones!

I hope y'all are doing good.

Okay so a quick shout-out to Ria (@riaunique777 ) and her story- 'This Locker Belongs To Meredith Johnson'. If you're a sucker for some bad-boy/high school drama then hers is the one!

 Shower her with some love!

Now coming back to this chapter, let's enfold Lucrecia-Ezra's drama through a different perspective.

Also this chapter contains a mature scene, if you aren't comfortable in reading it, you can always scroll to the other part where it ends.

Happy reading!

Xo!

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Third person POV:

Lucrecia looks beyond furious when she enters her room, but her anger dies down a little, the moment she sees a big black box  with silk ribbons on top, place on the edge of her bed. Beside the big box, there was a medium and a small size box wrapped up nicely. She acts upon her curiosity and walks towards the boxes. The moment she comes near them, she notices a small card placed on the big box. Taking the card in her hand, she recognizes the neat scribble of words that read- 'Wear these and be ready by 7', were written by none other than Ezra Ambrosia who she had slapped straight on the cheeks just a few moments back.

Not even showing a slightest regret, she opens up the big box and stares at the amazing black dress. The dress had a sweet-heart neckline with thin spaghetti straps that were to be secured at the back by knotting them together, leaving an open back on show. She takes the dress out of the box and feels its silk material, clearly liking the outcome of the fabric. It was then she notices that the dress even had a dangerous high slit on the right leg which would can easily result in wardrobe malfunction if one wasn't careful enough. She then wonders if Ezra chose it purposefully and shakes her head because if it wasn't intentional then he would not have given her the dress in the first place. "If this is what he wants, then I'm going to give him a full show", she thinks and proceeds towards the bathroom for a long bath. 

She comes out, wearing a robe on her naked body and a towel wrapped around her hairs as well. She then sits down at her vanity and starts doing her makeup. She didn't feel like going all out with her makeup and had settled for only some highlight, mascara and her signature Red lipstick. She then removes the towel from her head and begins to blow dry her hairs. After a good 10 minutes, when her hairs were dry completely, she takes up the straightening iron from the vanity and straightens her wavy curls. She removes her robe and then adds some body shimmer to her collar bones and right leg, to spice it up.

She walks out of her vanity, back into her room in nothing but her black lace thong and then takes the dress in her hands, standing in front of the big mirror that was placed in-front of her bed. She pulls the dress over her head, and much to her surprise it fit her like a glove. She was surprised because Ezra got her size correct for the second time. She fumbled with the straps that were supposed to get secured at her back, but she was not able to tie them up without it looking messy.

On the end hand, Ezra just finished dressing up and was tying his shoe lase. The clock read 6:49 and he made his way out of his room. He recalled his fight with Lucrecia that they had just a few hours back and wondered if she would still agree to go out with him to this party. And even if she agrees, he was nervous that if she would actually like his choice of dress and wear it.  He thought of knocking at her door, to ask if she is coming with him or not, when he noticed the door is slightly ajar and peeked inside to see Lucrecia standing in front of the mirror wearing the dress which he bought for her. "That dress looks sinister on her. If it  weren't for the party, I have had different plans for her", he thought.

Just when he was about to leave her, and wait for her to finish dressing, he heard Lucrecia curse loudly. "FOR HEAVEN'S SAKE! Couldn't why that chihuahua find something simple! These strings are irritating me! Argh!" 

He chuckled at her outbreak and entered her room. The room was dimly lit, and the only source of light was from the very end of her bathroom and the moon's light that was falling from the balcony It was much of a romantic setting for someone who was in love but not these two. They hate each other's guts.

He silently stood behind her and took her straps from her hands to his. It was then, Lucrecia looked up to see Ezra standing behind her from the mirror. The moment their eyes locked, Ezra pulled her straps making her back connect to his chest and Lucrecia took a deep breath at the sudden contact.

"What.. do you.. think.. you are.. doing?" she shuttered.

"Shh! Let me" he leaned down and whispered in her ear, while brushing his lips around her neck in the process.

Lucrecia couldn't really think of a reply without embarrassing herself and thought it would be best if she kept her mouth shut. Ezra noticed her change of composure and thought to taking an advantage of her shy self and began tracing circles on her back. Much to her dismay, she couldn't control but moan at the touch of his because of the fire that happen to set in her by something as simple as a kiss. On the back of her head, Lucrecia very well knew what Ezra is up to but she gave in him every easily.

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*mature scene ahead*

Seeing this as an opportunity, Ezra let the strings of the strap lose and the top front of the dress started to slip off Lucrecia's body. Just when it was about to slide down her chest, Ezra held them back before it would uncover her breasts. He was stunned to look at this amazing woman who felt so confident in her skin and praised her smooth as silk- skin. She was flawless in his eyes. That very moment when he looked up at the mirror again, to see Lucrecia's reaction, he found her staring at him with an unknown emotion. Their eyes locked again and he moved his other hand, all the way from her back towards her stomach, feeling her skin under her breasts. He purposefully brushed his hands near her cleavage, and looks in her eyes daring her to take up charge against him.

When she didn't gave into him, he pulled her back into his chest  never breaking the eye-contact. He leaned down near her ear, pushing her long hairs aside placing a kiss at her collar bone.

"This is what drew me in" he whispered

"Huh?" Lucrecia asked him in a low voice.

"You see Crecia, you're the only women who doesn't get affected when I'm near you" saying, he kisses her jaw; "You anger me" he places a kiss on her neck; "You stand your ground even when I threaten you" he says while kissing the back of her neck.

"And?" she asks seductively

"Your lips..."

"Hmm... what about them Ezra?" she knew she called him by his first name and it worked in her favor because now she can feel him rubbing his crotch on her hips.

"Fuck! I want to take you so bad right now?!" he closes his eyes

"Then what's stopping you honey?" she said a little too lowly but loud enough for him to hear

"Mm..." he murmured something which she couldn't really understand

"Ezra... Why don't you tie these first and then tear this dress off my body?" she leaned further into him.

The room was getting hotter and hotter . Both of them were breathing heavily.

*end of mature scene*

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Ezra wasted no time in securing the straps into a neat bow and grabbed Lucrecia's hand into his and began dragging her into his room. It was then, when Lucrecia spoke up,

"Thank you Mister Ambrosia" he stopped in his tracks, when he noticed her getting all formal again.

"For?" he asked, clearly being clueless.

"For helping me secure this dress" she smirked.

Looking at Lucrecia smirk, Ezra cursed at himself for behaving so stupidly around her.

"You'll pay for this" he said pointing a finger at her

She couldn't help but laugh at his pathetic self, "Bring it on honey", saying she went downstairs.

The moments they were in the elevator, Lucrecia could sense anger drifting off Ezra. He looked like a mini fire ball minus the actual fire that you could see drifting off him. She even caught him clutching his fist until his knuckles turned white. "He's definitely a chihuahua" she thought to herself.

She followed Ezra's lead towards his personal garage that contained his cars, and was not surprised to find a collection of different sports car. Ezra moved towards a black Lamborghini and held the door open for her, "Get in" he spat.

"Gladly" saying she got in.

Ezra sped on roads as if he was taking out his frustration on the car. Lucrecia couldn't help but notice him holding the steering wheel tightly. Deep down she had a feeling that this night has stored something bad for her. She looked again at him and asked,

"Who's party are we going to?" she didn't get a reply but earned an eye-roll from him

"Mister Ambrosia"

"What?" Ezra spat

"I asked you something?!" 

"Our investors are throwing a party and they wanted us to join"

"Okay" she murmured but deep down she knew that wasn't it.

I hope we get through the night.

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There you have it guys!

To write in a third person POV is quite difficult then I have imagined. But thought of giving it a try to set some base for the story.

This was all just the beginning! The real CHAOS in their lives starts now!

Hope you liked this chapter!

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Stay Happy!

Xo <3