{ Elise's PoV}

" Oh so you're the New Yorker." Thomas said mockingly making me confused.

"Excuse me, I don't think I know what you're talking about?" I said .

" Nothing. I thought you were the one I met in Dubai last week but sadly you aren't." Thomas said and I rolled my eyes. Did he honestly think I was going to be the jealous type and get all defensive on how it wasn't me he saw.

" Interesting! Though this is the first time I've been cursed by seeing you." I muttered as Lauren conversed with the Waitress. Thomas raised an eyebrow in my direction and I fake smiled.

" Ou est-il?" David said when he came back and I rolled my eyes.  Leave it to David to always act like an ass and speak in a foreign language.

" I was checking the yacht out. Let's eat then we can go." Thomas replied in English which I was grateful for. At least I knew the answer to what David asked

I thanked the waitress as she placed the chicken pasta in front of me. My mouth dropped as I eyed the cheese, My fingers were itching  to attack the pasta but I had etiquettes. Unfortunately, David hadn't gotten his meal yet and it wouldn't be Girlfriend- like  of me if I just ate.

I waited bored out of my mind for a whole fifteen minutes only for me to realise that David hadn't ordered anything. The bastard didn't say anything to me, not until I asked him why his food wasn't here yet. I begrudgingly ate my cold pasta and swore a thousand times at David.

" Honey let's go now." Lauren said as I ate my second last bite. Now I was forcing my self to finish eating. The meal was for $80, I wasn't going to be foolish and leave it to be thrown in the bin. Heck if it worked my way, I'd even lick the dish clean but that would be too much now.

I looked up at the couple and almost gagged. Like as if my cold food wasn't going down my throat, the two of them also had to sit  and act all lovey dovey. I watched Lauren and Thomas giggle with each other as Thomas fed Lauren something what looked like carrot.
Did Lauren  know what an ass her husband actually was? I spent less then 2 minutes with the guy and I could already tell about his rotten personality.

I swallowed the food anyhow and as soon as Lauren saw I was done, she stood up as well.

" Elise Lets go!" Lauren said and I looked at her confused.

" Where are we going?" I asked as a lost child as she continued dragging me to god  knows where.

And when she finally stopped, I bent down to hold  my knees. Holy shit , I need to stay exercising soon. I took deep breaths and calmed my racing heart and looked up. And the sight in-front of me stole my breath once again!

" Are we going in this Yacht?" I asked with my mouth agape at the sight in front of me. Majestic and proud it stood in three stories. Lauren watched my  expression and smirked .

" Yes! now hurry, We need to gossip. You have to tell me everything from the moment you met Dave till now. Every single thing! The sly guy didn't even hint anything regarding a girlfriend." Lauren mumbled as she walked in front of me. And I, instead of listening to her babble, I watched awed at the classical designed yacht.

" Oh and guess what, we're going to wear bikinis and even go to the spa and get massages, Okay?" Lauren said and I turned to her surprised.

Did she say spa? Massage? Wait before all of that did she say gossip about me and Lucifer. Heck no. I was so not going in that yacht to discuss about my faux love story.

Are you even listening to me?" Lauren asked as she realised I stopped walking behind her. She looked at my cringed face and raised her eyebrows.

" Do you have a phobia of water?" She randomly asked and I shook my head no.

" Phobia of heights?" I said no again.

" Claustrophobia?"

" No!" I exclaimed and shook my head.
What was this, 21 questions on what phobia I have?

" Then why aren't you coming in? Come on!" Lauren said before she once again held my hand and dragged me in.

" Urm Lauren." I tried saying but the energetic woman kept ignoring me and dragged me through the corridors of the yacht. She wasn't even letting me marvel at the beauty of the yacht.

" Lauren!" I said having enough. We had walked to a deserted corridor. It was so secluded that our light footsteps could even be heard.

" Finally!" Lauren said pushing on the only large wooden door there was.
"...Go ahead and make yourself comfortable. I want no excuses and in the bathroom, they're some outfits in the second bottom drawer, choose whichever,  buuttt make sure it's Daves favourite." Lauren said all in one breath as she pointed to the other wooden door in the corner of the room.

" Okay now I should get ready too, So I'll see you in a bit." She said and I watched mouth agape as she then turned and left me all alone in this weird room.

After some exploring, I realised I wasn't in any random room but rather David's room. I stood in the balcony and watched the crashing waves. I was supposed to be enjoying the light blue skies and the endless dark blue waters, oh and even the horizon but guess what I wasn't .
Why you may ask?
Because of my smartass mouth.
Being lucifers girlfriend came with the curse of sharing his room. And the fact that any moment from now,  he'd enter, had me on my toes.

The anxiety of what he was going to do when we were alone was eating me inside out. I wish I was given my own room so I could sleep through my panic but nah uh, perks of being David's girlfriend had sharing his bedroom as the top best ones.

I looked at the comfortable plush grey cushions and frowned, wish I could just jump on them and sleep, but no way was I sleeping on David's bed. God knows how many girls he must've bought here with him.
Ew! Just thinking of it made me disgusted.

Considering Lauren's spa offer, I walked into the bathroom. Just like how manly the room was, the bathroom was even grey. All modern and spacious it was with the most fanciest washing facilities. I played a little with the faucets and then opened the drawer Lauren talked about.

Ribbon wrapped boxes greeted me. I randomly picked one and upon opening it, I saw a maroon lingerie. I took the two piece out of the box and held it against my body. Soft, silky and sluty it screamed. I'm sure it must have been worth a couple of thousand dollars especially since it was L' Emma's.
Wow.

I had never worn any of L'Emma's lingerie. It was way beyond my budget. I checked at the size and squealed. Although, It was a centimetre bigger ,it would do. I knew I had to try it for my own satisfaction.  I carefully placed the lingerie on the vanity table and quickly removed my clothes. I was excited like a kid enjoying candy, damn I couldn't wait to see how I looked in it.

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DAVIDS POV

Red.
The colour prominent behind my closed lids .
Although the different shades of blue crashed in front of me, the adrenaline coursing through my veins could not be calmed. I wanted to vent my anger out on none other than Elise fucking Prayt.
Forget acting like my second mother, now she fucking called herself my girlfriend too.

Currently she was in my bathroom doing god knows what. Oh I'm sure she must be looking for an escape route.
The sly bitch.
How I'd wish to get rid of her but only she could summarise me on what happened during the 8 months of work I missed. When was she ever going to come out?

9 minutes were done since I had came in the room. I wasn't a patient man. I hated people who made me wait but Elise Prayt loved crossing all boundaries. I was just going to wait another minute before I broke the door down.

I heard the click of the bathroom door and the adrenaline in me just increased. The fact that I was going to finally see the bitch made my temper rise even more.
Oh Elise, who's going to save you now.

" What the fuck are you wearing?" Was the first thing that came out of my mouth the moment I saw Elise.

Elise looked at me like I was asking the worlds most dumbest question yet she still answered.

" duh a bikini." She replied rolling her eyes and my anger skyrocketed even more.  Obviously I knew it was a bikini, a skimpy two piece dark red bikini that left nothing to the imagination .

" Is that what you call a bikini? You rather just go naked then." I said sarcastically. She turned to me mouth agape and I looked at her with narrowed eyes.

Our staring contest was cut of by a knock. Both our attention turned as the door opened and  Lauren barged in like she owned the yacht. If I was pissed with what Elise was wearing, I was fucking furious with what Lauren wore.

" Lauren what the fuck are you wearing?" I asked angrily. She looked down embarrassed not meeting my eyes.

" Is this how you wanna get a massage? Go fucking cover yourself with some clothes."

Lauren gingerly nodded and rushed out of the room and Elise and I were once again left alone in the room. 

" What's your problem David? She looked completely fine!" Elise said annoyed and I looked at her with narrowed eyes.

" She didn't! Especially not if shes fucking getting a massage from a man!" I angrily spoke, all my temper returning full force.  I stepped closer to her, how dare she ask me my problem.

" You're asking me my problem. You, You're the massive fucking problem. Is that how desperate your pathetic single life is that you have to lie that you're dating me?" I growled angrily holding her shoulders.

Her green eyes blazed with anger as they glared with mine. She was nervous and scared I could tell.
Good she should be. I was fucking livid. I watched the pulse on her neck throb fast as I held her. I pulled her closer to me, her smooth curves pressed against me and her eyes lit in bewilderment at what I done next.

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