Whoa!

Just as I was avoiding any male drama, here I am... face to face, with someone I don't want to do anything right now, in an expensive looking black suit looking absolutely gorgeous, nothing like Nate. How charming!

"How interesting, you know, you are the only girl that I have seen who has given me that bored look." Well, duh! I cannot show my emotions easily like they are something on the display.

Did I say this trait I own which I am so proud of? Well, hear me out... I am good at hiding emotions from people. The people get to see only one face of mine, the bored look. And that might be the reason why everyone detests me so much.

I don't smile, I don't nod in understanding, and I don't give any shit. That's me. I have a distinctive voice. I agree. And people who see me for the first time declare, 'I am the most intriguing (aka boring?) person they have ever met'. Why? Only because those pancaked peacocks can't decipher me. Am I good, bad, angry, sad or emotional? They can't say and I tend to keep it as such.

So, when he said that, my heart did a flip. I wanted to show him so bad, how attractive I find him. But years of denial of emotions have made me forget how to use my own facial muscles.

He leaned closer. Closer than I am comfortable with, but that's not what affected me. He has this look in his eyes that said something secretive about him. Something was hidden and that's how I see myself when I look at my reflection. Damn! He leaned closer to my ears. His hands touching me ever so lightly on my arms and the cold champagne glass brushed me, and I jumped.

Ladies and gentlemen, that is a leap... making Liana jump and that too... a 'champagne glass'. Huff! Though I was standing still, my breath got rapid and short intakes of swift breath made me look like an idiot. Well, I was an idiot at times but do I need to nametag myself?

I was not braced for the next part.

"But... your eyes speak volume and I find it interesting that you find me attractive."

With that, he just walked away. Shit. Triple dribble whatever shit. I am hot. That single sentence got me in a loop. He knows about me. He could read me. Shaun, a complete stranger whom I met just a while ago, read me like an open book. I am not that opaque as I imagined being. No, I am not that opaque as I believe I was. Damn! That is a threat I can't ignore. I blame Uncle Tom. Tom.

Tom; shit! Where is that man when I need him? He held too many answers to my questions and the first one that he should answer me is, how the hell he takes me to his workplace and asked me to wait until I was eighteen to explain what the hell he does. How the hell shall I escape from the endless questions he has given me with one single sentence? 'Like mom like daughter, he said.' How come Shaun was able to read me? Maybe he read from the movement of my eyes. Yes! That's it. That's a relief. Phew! I just wanted to scream right now.

I picked some fruity drink and went behind the thick overflowing drapes that veiled the beautiful French windows to veil me from the world. I was admiring the full moon and loved the buzz on my tongue making me feel far away from here. I licked my lips. Hmm, tasty...

"I love what you did with your lips."

I spit it all out.

Yes, I did. The sip that I was savoring was now sprayed onto the guy standing in front of me. He was not Nate; he was not Shaun and not someone I know. Then, who the hell is he? How did he know I was standing here? The curtains were so soft that I could sleep on the softness but it was not transparent and definitely not delicate. Damn, that is not something I should think about now. Who is this man?

Who the fuc* is this man?

And then he did the unthinkable.

He said, "You are damn sexy. I was waiting to catch you alone." And then he kissed me. Tongue out, sloppy wet irritating kiss. Luckily, I calculated his intentions when I looked into his eyes, thus, I twisted my face and he kissed on my cheeks. Disgusting!

I was ready to forgive his poor brain. But I shall never forgive anyone, even if he has brain or not, who touch me without permission. Unfortunately, when I calculated his kiss, I didn't expect his hands to grope my breasts. Big mistake; b.i.g.m.i.s.t.a.k.e... I want to kill this fuc*tard. I want to rip him off limb by limb, skin by skin and pull his brains out. Fuc*...

I knee kicked him where the sun doesn't shine and it never will after my damn kick. When he bowed down to hold his masterpiece, I knee-kicked him on the face and he fell down with a thud and howl. I was not finished, I kicked him. I heard something ripping and I knew instantly it was my knee length dress. I don't care. I grabbed the hands he groped me and with a swift skillful twist, broke it! Not absolutely broken, but that will take a while to heal, I am sure of it.

Should I say after this that I am well trained in wrestling and martial arts? My uncle was hell bend in teaching me self-defense which made me fall in love with martial arts.

His howl attracted quite a few guests and in came running my host, my father, my two brothers and more people that I don't know. Good thing, my mom was nowhere near or else I am sure she will pull on my ears and drag me out. That would have been embarrassing.

Simon upon seeing the sorry excuse of a human rolling down howling in pain screamed at me. Inwardly I smiled. But upon seeing my father's reaction I was flustered. He looked furious. Well, I was beyond that. He didn't ask for an explanation. Thus, I didn't plan to give out one.

But, one thing I didn't care to educate myself was this boy that I smashed into human pulp was apparently the son of my host. Oops! The important business deal Shi*!

Simon yelled furiously at me. "What the hell, what did you have to do that for?"

"Ask him." Was all that I gave as an answer but since it was the universal enterprise owner, he demanded an explanation so as to why I, Liana Parker, daughter of his business future partner, kicked his boy's ass.

"He groped me in wrong places and kissed me."

"You... you... are... lying. I was... checking... who was smoking... behind the... curtains." With so much difficulty he managed to say his version of explanations. I scoffed.

"Brainy, tell me where the stub is. Tell them why there is a fruity concoction all over your tux and in my half broken glass?"

"ENOUGH"

It was my father if you were wondering. I kept quiet.

A high pitched woman bawled nearby and screamed this wedding was off. "Rot in hell you loser." That was her parting words. Wow. I didn't realize I was a life saver until now.

Mr. Universal enterprise owner came to me and said, "You wrecked my image, I will wreck you."

And to that, I narrowed my eyes and said, "If your boy wrecked the dignity of a woman, you should man up and spank him until he knows where to keep his hands on."

My father dragged me away from him. But Mr. Owner was not done. He held my shoulders, firm and hard and said in a really threatening tone, "You wrecked my image. You wrecked your father's business deal. You wrecked this party. You are a whore and for my boy you are perfect. You just scared away my son's fiancé and I want you to be his fiancé."

My father beamed. He released me and said, deal! I was beyond stunned at the antics of the intimidating man and nearly laughed thinking about the way he changed his mind like a woman changing her panties. Well, I change them a lot, if you don't, it's... fine! Damn this is awkward. What, the... I should stop ranting this instant.

"Sir, if I am a whore, then your son is a bitch since he sniffed me out to see where I was hiding. And for your kind information, I may be a whore but I am not a leash!"

At first, confusion clouded his eyes and my father ears practically spewed smoke. Yes! But I don't care, I was the damn fire! Play with fire and you will burn.

Mr. intimidating man whose name I still don't know raised his finger at me and was about to say something. However, I saw a hilarious scene. My father crouched low like he was the filth on this man's shoes and apologized on my behalf. I scoffed. My father who made us stand in attention and asked to drink and dance when he demanded to; was acting like a coward, asking for forgiveness, on my behalf, to a man who is as good as a pig.

I walked away.

I couldn't proceed one step more because I was held down by the iron grip of my father; "say yes to the proposal."

"Never" oh, that shriek was not by me. It was the boy on the ground that screamed on top of his lungs.

Never; he said like he thought that I will jump into this proposal. I roll my eyes at him. Damn him. Mr. intimidating man turned around and asked everyone apart from my family to disperse. Everyone obliged. Then I saw another scene worth seeing. Mr. intimidating man kicked his son in the ribs and said, "You will only do as I say." I felt sorry for the boy. I looked at him and he looked at me with pleading eyes. He needn't say more. I know what to do.

"No."

"What did you say?" my father used his threatening voice."

"I said... no." I replied casually looking at my nails.

A deafening sound should have echoed but I am not that stupid. Like I said, play with fire and you burn. Father or not, no one has the right to slap me. I think I might have broken another pair of hands. Mr. intimidating man yelled for his servants and an ambulance. His son and his business partner; aka my damned father, were both carried away.

He looked back at me. I was standing with hands crossed on my chest looking too damned bored. "You better listen to me, sweetie. You are really brave to stand straight in front of me and do all that you did now. You don't know me very well, I understand. So, listen well and listen carefully, cause I will only say this once; your self-defense won't come in handy if my men ever get to rub their hands on you. With only one word, you..."

That was really threatening. Wow. He has power. I was about to tell him to stick his threat deep down his smelly hole but I was interrupted by someone, someone I was not again expecting to. Well, he interrupted Mr. intimidating from completing his smelly threat too.

"You can't threaten a lady. That's so unlike a gentleman, Mr. Paul Philips."

He turned towards Shaun. And I was pretty impressed by his stance. His demeanor reeked power. Hmm, I like this bad boy. Mr. intimidating was not so intimidating now. He was sporting a smug smile. Huh!

"I didn't realize you favored the girl, jaguar." He said super sweetly. What?

"She is of interest. Now, is there any..." interest? Shaun, what am I a fuc*ing painting?

"No. nothing at all" Wow, he couldn't even wait to hear what Shaun has to say on my behalf. Wow. Shaun, who are you?

"Good."

Well, nothing is as it seems. Now I know. What is going on here? Shaun almost made Mr. intimidating wet his pants. Was he that important? How was he connected with Tom? Where does Tom stand in all this? What am I missing? What...

"Li... are you okay? Did he hurt you?"

Li... That sounds real nice. His personal nickname; I feel sexy. Damn! Get a grip.

"Ah, yes, I am fine. I took care of it."

"Yes, I saw. Come on, let's ditch the party."

"Pleasure"

"You really are a person with few words, huh!"

"Yes. No point in wasting energy."

"Yeah, right..." there was a disappointment in his tone that I captured quickly. Somehow that made me disappointed. What did he expect from me? No one should expect anything from me. That's how I was taught and, how... I have set my standards. I turned my face away from him and looked at the garden in front of me. I wanted to talk to him. But, what am I supposed to talk? I am not very good at talking to people I have never acquainted before. I just don't know how.

Thud!

I fell down on my butt.

Apparently, we reached his Jaguar and I didn't even realize it. Sometimes I hate my mind diarrhea. Shaun was laughing hard. I smiled a little. And then I too laughed. I don't know how long I must be laughing so hard. However, it felt good. When I stopped laughing, rubbing tears from my eyes, Shaun was looking at me. Intensely; might I add?

I didn't feel good with his staring. So, I cleared my throat and got up. Shaun imitated me. Only then did I realize he was sitting down, on the ground with me when we shared a laugh. That was cute. We both got up and he walked to the driver side while I slipped in.

Silently I sat, waiting to roll on. He blasted the AC on and raised the volume of the radio. Within minutes, I was nodding to some song by Coldplay, I guess! I loved that guy, but most of the times, I am not able to differentiate between bands.

I must have fallen asleep, since; I was in front of my mansion when he nudged me awake.

I looked at him, smiled politely and snapped out of it. What am I doing? Smiling? That is so not me. I looked out and was about to open the door when he locked the doors and turned me to face him. My blood boiled and I felt something riding through me. He held my cheeks and leaned to kiss me. On the cheeks; Yes, I was too high on anticipation that he would steal my first kiss away. But, one way or the other he did, right. He kissed me on my cheeks. First time ever I am letting someone else than my uncle, kiss me.

I blushed.

Ladies and gentlemen, for the first time in my life, I blushed for a boy.

Wow. I can't believe myself. I wanted to scream out loud with wonderment.

He released me, opened the locks and said, "Smile often, it suits you." I looked for so long into his green orbs and didn't say anything. There was nothing much to say. Looks can be deceiving. Oh, I agree. So, I made up my decision.

I leaned in, closer than necessary and kissed him on the lips.

Under the moonlight and the mansion lights, where the stars giggled gratuitously, I initiated my first kiss. I am sure it was going to be the best memory ever. And I know I won't regret this later. Wow. I am glad I get to experience this with someone who I like.

I don't know when and how I turned out into one of those blushing perfection of a lover protagonist in a love story but I loved the feeling. I loved the heat and the sensation that coursed through me. I just loved it. So this is what they describe in the love stories, ei? Sweet... Why didn't I did this before?

I pulled back. So did him. I don't know when he raised his hands to cup my face. But I loved that feeling too. Everything was perfect. And when I left his lips, I felt like I missed something. A part of me chipped away. Is this how it is supposed to feel? I don't know.

He smiled, I smiled, and he leaned in and commenced the second phase of our beloved kissing scene. A minute more, I am sure I might have undressed and let him do the deed. The big leap; but, no... I want that to happen on a special occasion. I will wait for it.

I thanked him. I don't know why. But I thanked him. He thanked me by kissing me on my cheeks again and I got out. He rode off once he saw Annalisa open the double doors. I smiled, smiled and smiled until my lips begged me to quit it.

She demanded answers and just like that, we sat on my bed, eating Oreos, ice creams, chocolates and gummy bears. We laughed a lot. It was a good day of my life after so many years. When we were stuffed until there was no more space in our body, I lay down on my bed looking at the ceiling. It was so beautiful. Since when did my plain ceiling become so beautiful?

"Tell me Lisa, is this how it is supposed to feel?"

"Oh, I am shocked that this is your first time. Lily, you don't know how it feels after you do that, you know. Then I am sure you will feel exhilarated."

"I can imagine. I can't believe I let him kiss me after I saw him just this morning. That's what makes me mad."

"Honey, love has strange effects."

"Hmm..." well, I can't believe it is love. It's just a strange infatuation. I am sure! But, for her, I am going to pretend that I am in love.

"So, you ready to dig in deep with this guy," Lisa asked shyly. I dodged her question.

"Ah, that reminds me, you were so much deep into someone just before you open the door for me. Tell me all about it."

"How... no, there... how?" Lisa had her hands on her beautiful lips. She seemed surprised. Oh boy! It's so clear in the way she neatly pressed the white button down is wrinkled and the perfect tight bun has a few strands of her beautiful hair missing. Go; check yourself in the mirror Anna.

"I am Liana, Lillian Liana. What do you expect? I notice everything hun. Now, tell me."

"His name is Jacob..."

"Our gardener" now, it was my turn to be surprised.

"Oh, yes, he works as a mechanic off shifts too. I met him three years back and just to be near me, he..."

"I can put two and two together, now. Gosh, I never liked him in the first place; I thought he was a player since I used to see him most of the time around your chambers."

Lisa blushed hard and I laughed. "You notice everything." She said shyly.

"I do... now I can live in peace without spying on him. I have to say, there is an awful lot of Evelyn's rose planted down there. I wonder why my mom never noticed."

Now, Lisa had her face buried in her hands. I laughed hard. Anna blushed and laughed with me. With so much laughter, I really felt my shoulders relaxed a bit. It was always stiff and hard. Now, I feel a bit relaxed. It feels good to be relaxed. I need to do this often. And that brought me back to his kiss, his lips, and eyes. I sighed. Today was a beautiful day. This is peaceful.

But, no, not for me... for me, everything is temporary. Peace, fun, relaxation and simply everything are temporary for me.

I sighed.

Because just before I was going to sleep taking the elixir with me to dreamland, there was a yell and a crash coming from downstairs; that captured my attention. Lisa rushed away from my room and I sat up, wondering what the hell was going on. That question lingered long until my door was burst open.

Oh boy!

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