Con Artist| 6

Today, I had decided on walking with Zada all the way to school, to make sure she got to school with no distractions or some boy trying to talk her out of going to school, and also because I had to go to Theo's place.

I found myself anticipating a lot about today's meeting or gathering, what was he going to say, how was he going to say it? What would he be wearing, a suit, sweatpants, tracksuit or just a towel?

I caught a cab and made my way to the other side of town, yeah, he lives pretty far away from home, but I guess I will have to do the work because this idiot, me, stole from a baby, Mike.

Right before eleven a.m, I made it to Theo's place and the guards let me through the gate, meaning they knew me, how could they not, they all almost killed me!

I walked over to his doorstep, where he found me, my saviour! He found me on his doorstep, wow, just wow. I knocked three times on the door and waited patiently for someone to open the door.

Not receiving a response, I knocked again until finally, my eyes found the stupid doorbell! I pressed it a number of times loving the way it resonates in the house, probably annoying the crap out of someone.

The door was pulled open and a pissed looking Theo stood there breathing heavily with just a towel wrapped around his waist, his face looked pink and so did his throat, I wondered what he was doing.

"Did you not hear me say, I was coming?" he asked calmly and I bit my lip looking back at the doorbell, I must have not heard him because my ears were listening to something else.

"Is that why you're pink?" I squeaked out and he glared at me before pulling me into his house, I didn't get the opportunity to say this yesterday but his house was fucking huge, and empty which made it huger!

I liked the subtle colours he had chosen for the walls, it worked great with his personality or the one personality I met. He seems to be one of those people who are always calm, but once he loses his control he can become someone else.

I hadn't noticed that he had left me alone in his living room, I guess he thought I was distracted by looking around. I contemplated actually looking around for real and finding some information for Mike, or just sit down like a good girl and wait for Theo. Yeah, good is something I'm not familiar with.

I walked further into the house, opening doors and taking a peek to see what was inside, was it anything tangible, useful or even resourceful? But the rooms were empty, there was barely any paper laying around.

I only limited my search to the first floor, I didn't want to die just yet. I finally found a room that had a lot of things in it, opening its drawers, I found some hair clips and hairbrushes. Make-up kits, and all that girly stuff I use on some nights.

"Find something you like?" I heard Theo's voice from behind me and I jumped around and found him standing by the door with his arms crossed against his chest.

He had changed into a black suit but wasn't wearing the jacket, the suit brought out a different side of him... dominant, still scary but dominant and fucking handsome.

"Uhm," I responded and his eyes assessed me before stalking closer to me and I was sure that right then and now, he was going to break my neck for being snoopy and going into rooms without any type of permission.

His hands moved upwards and I closed my eyes waiting for the pain but it never came, his fingers were twirling around my hair as he looked at me with interest.

"I have a dress for you in that closet behind you, wear it. Straighten your hair and put some makeup on, we need to hide all of this going on if you're going to be my lady on occasions," he said and I frowned. Was he saying I'm ugly?

"But my hair is naturally curly, if I straighten it out it will take a long time before going back to its natural form," I said hoping he would at least allow my hair to be my hair.

He pulled on the strand of hair his finger was twirling around and I groaned feeling the twinge of pain.

"Straight."

With that, he left me in the room and I raised my middle finger at him but he obviously couldn't see it since he closed the door.

I sat in front of the mirror and tied all of my hair up into a ponytail and began doing my make-up, I should probably see what the dress is like first.

I got up and walked over to the closet and I saw the one dress that was hung up and I grabbed it admiring it, this dress was money, this dress was a lot of money!

It was a white satin silk dress that had a slit ending up mid-thigh, and a low neckline, this was obviously going to show off some skin. But how did he know my size?

I got started on my make-up and I tried not to cry as I straightened my hair out, making sure I curse Theo with every curse word I know and even making some up.

I carefully got into the dress, and I couldn't help the smile that overtook my face, damn money felt good, it felt really good. The dress felt so smooth against my skin, and the heels felt like they were one with my feet. Is this how rich people feel on a daily basis?

I pushed some of my straightened hair to the front letting it flow on my skin that was showing off some of my cleavage. I walked out of the room and back into the living room where I found Theo talking on the phone.

He still hadn't looked at me yet and I couldn't help but anticipate what his reaction would be, for some reason I wanted him to notice me.

He hung up the phone and turned around, and looked at me surprised, I think I just got the reaction I was looking for.

"You look clean, let's go."

Wait a minute, did this guy just, what the hell is wrong with this man! I took a deep breath in before catching up to him and following him out of his house into a car.

"Where are we going?" I asked, looking at him and he was already staring down at his phone.

"My parents' house."

Time to meet the parents, already?