Chapter 5 - What Else Lies Behind Blake’s Charming Face?

03:30, my watch reads. Where and why am I up at this time? Well, I am in a private jet going back home and I am up because of the boy with a crazy mind. Blake banged on my door at around two am shortly after I had finished my small one-person party and told me that we had to leave as soon as possible. He told me how he had to go back home and the thought of leaving me alone in the island does not sit well with me…I'm five years older than him, I am capable of taking care of myself and if I was willing, him too! He didn’t take me seriously even after throwing a lot of threats around and tantrums. I felt drained as he was not changing his mind so, I finally took a bath and followed him. It's sad how I left all the free food at the hotel.

Looking over to my right side, I see the spiraled work on Blake’s desk and his concentration unmoved from the laptop lying on his lap. My eyelids start getting heavier and heavier until I finally drift off to sleep.

*

24hours later and we were off the jet and now at the Parkers mansion. I will never get tired of how beautiful this house looks. It's like walking into a royal mansion. With all it's white and golden walls that give the house more class. And let's not forget the huge pool which is where Steven had proposed. It is so sad though that the people that own this house are visitors to it. Always travelling, always arriving late and always leaving early. Now that I am part of it, I am going to show this beautiful mansion love… I am not leaving the services it provides go to waste, never!

But one thing I never understand about this mansion is Blake. Even outside this mansion but what I always wonder is why Blake would still live under the same roof as Steven - even though for a short period of time - when he despises him so much? I got a little bit on an insight which was that he only lives here the season of their parents death anniversary. After being involved in a tragic car accident, Mrs Parker died instantly during the middle of summer while Mr Parker died at the end of the season. And because they loved that specific season so much, Blake would visit his parents house from the mother's death anniversary till the father's to show his respect or something like that. But in the last couple of months he has been spending time here like a fly. I’m not going to question anything, it is not my business.

Pulling my suitcase into the house, I am unfortunately met with the blue eyes belonging to the man who could not make it to his own wedding.

"Steven." I whisper lowly, I am not about to rush up to him and hug him like everything is okay…even though I really want to right now.

"Babes." He walks towards me smiling, only to stop when Blake comes in shortly after. "Blake."

"What are you doing here?" Blake asks moving too close to me.

Back away Blakey boy.

"I couldn't wait to see my wife and also, this is my house."

"Our house and my wife you mean." Blake smirks as Steven clutches his fists tight until his knuckles turn white.

"You aren't wearing the necklace I bought you." Steven focuses his attention to me, ignoring his brother’s tactics to make him mad.

Before I could answer him, Blake unfortunately chips in for me, "necklace?" He looks at me then back at his brother and let's out a sarcastic laugh. "Don't you know that your girlfriend's neck is sensitive to necklaces? No matter the amount of money you spend on the necklace, it is forever going to be sensitive especially on the diamond ones." He then winks at his brother and walks towards his room but that was after he had planted a kiss on my temple.

My feet stand frozen as I think of how I thought I knew the person that lies behind Blake's handsome face but was very, very, very wrong. I'm somehow wooed by what he just said cause I never told him about my irritation not even once and yet I am freaked out that he knows it about it. I am more than terrified of what else he knows and what else hides behind his charming face- he is charming I’m not going to lie there but I am not going to acknowledge it.

My eyes follow Blake as he walks away from Steven and I, a small hint of amusement masked on my face. Unluckily for me, Steven knows all my looks, therefore he can currently tell how I’m feeling. And he is not taking that feeling too well. So, once the figure disappears, I am left face to face with Steven's burning eyes.

"Did anything happen at the trip?" He asks curiously, not even ashamed of his choice of words.

The hairs over the back of my neck stand up at his question and I feel my body getting heated up, "trip? Trip Steven! That was supposed to be our wedding and honeymoon remember?!" I feel myself getting more agitated with the man before me than ever before.

Did he seriously believe that this was a trip? Going to your WEDDING destination to get MARRIED is not a trip! It is a lifelong commitment journey between not only two people but the people present there! What is wrong with Steven? Did he not read the to-be-married manual before asking me to be his wife? Because if he had then he would not be saying trip!

Stepping closer to me, Steven wraps his arms around me and pulls me into a hug. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry that I pulled out last minute on the most important day that was supposed to be amazing and memorable for the both of us." Pulling away from the hug, he cups my face, "I love you Aria. Frankly, you are the greatest thing to ever happen to me and I'm sorry for acting the way I have been acting these past couple of months. I just want what's best for us." I have heard the last part a lot of times - from my father's mouth and the movies. Frankly, it always does not end well but because of how much I love him, I get blinded and feel my heart softening to Steven.

"It's not fine but I forgive you." I smile at him.

He then closes the distance between our faces with a kiss. A passionate one at that. It's been long since I felt his lips on mine and I could feel the tightening of the knot in my stomach. However, what started off as an innocent kiss that couples do turned into something else. Steven's hand slipped under my shirt which caused my breath to be caught in the air.

"Steven what are you doing?" I ask, pushing him away from me.

"Having a passionate moment with my wife." He smiles and tries to kiss me again but I duck and run to the other side of the room. "Am I missing something? I mean I've been waiting for what, five years? And when we are now finally married, you still don't want us to be sexually active?"

"Well, we aren't really married yet." Throwing a questioning look my way, I try to explain further. "You weren't the one I stood in front of the pastor with and as much as I hate to admit it but somehow Blake is the one I got married to. When we finish signing the marriage license, then we will do the deed." I smile at him weakly and carry my suitcase to the bedroom that was supposed to be for us.

Married life does not seem as it should for me. Maybe after today, everything will get better and all of the madness will be sorted out. Hopefully.