His question had sparked a feeling in me as it had never happened before. Hell yes! I wanted to move in with him, but I had no freaking clue how it would turn out to be. I was sitting on the couch and looking at him in surprise, unable to believe that he actually invited me to live with him. I stood nowhere in comparison to him. Talking was one thing, but living together with him was a completely different thing.
Not wanting to mess it up from there, keeping quiet was a better option for me. Every time I opened my mouth impulsively, I spoiled things. So, that was a chance for me to think before I talked as an opportunity like this to live with a billionaire was inconceivable.
If I agreed and moved in with this very fine man, based on his status, would I be considered his friend? He didn’t need any kind of financial help to let out his house to me. Then why would he ask a stranger he met just a week ago to come and live with him?
The entire shifting that included packing and unpacking was done by his servants. I later realized that they weren’t his assistants but his servants. He had one assistant, Edward Matthew, who I met when I was entering Charles’s mansion. He came to greet his boss and give him feedback on something that I didn’t understand then.Edward, who continues to be his assistant till the present date, is an average-looking guy, but he is amazingly smart in organizing things for Charles. He makes everything look so easy for him and does most of his work at the office and also at home. He is with us twenty-four hours a day, seven days a week and stays in the staff accommodation which is also a part of the mansion.When I saw the staff quarters for the first time that I entered Charles’s home, I was super impressed with how big they were and the facilities that were provided to them. Charles himself had taken me for a round in the
Mr. Lozano: I will be coming home a little late, Olive. I’m in the office for an important discussion. Love you, sweetheart. Take care, and please don’t wait for me to eat. Bye!Charles’s message buzzing on my phone brought me back to the present, where a servant has just entered my room with my lunch. I am more comfortable being in my room and eating than ten people staring at me while I eat at the dining table. I have never been comfortable in pretending to be at my best, but I have tried to always do my best.Home is your private space, and I am used to being completely free at home. It’s been so many years, but I am not used to being under someone’s watch all the time. I love being by myself. More importantly, I miss the way I used to live before without any limitations and restrictions. Not having to think about whatever I plan on doing was the best for me.Roaming around
On opening the door, I saw cheerful faces of Charles and a very beautiful lady who was sitting with him on the couch and listening to him talking when I entered the house. But if the lady was his love interest, why would he get her to meet me? She must be an important lady to him, I thought, with how close both of them seemed to me.“Olive, meet Erica, my best friend,” said Charles.Best friend? I felt weird to some extent because if she was his best friend, then why didn’t he ever mention her to me in all the two months that I had been there with him? Was there a new best friend scheme going on somewhere?Suddenly, after two months his so-called “best friend” appeared out of nowhere, and I was naturally feeling jealous of her. Had Charles confessed his love to me, meeting his best friends would have still been fine. But he seemed as happy with her as he had been with me in the time we had spent together,
The next morning was very depressing because I didn’t have college and also no shift I had to report for. So, I kept myself tucked in bed refusing to let go of my laziness. Even though I understood that it was making me feel worse thinking about what others would think about me because I was living with Charles, I did not want my image to go for a toss in people’s minds.Knowing that they could think of me as a gold digger without being aware of the actual bond that I shared with Charles was not making me feel good about myself. I have never wanted to be given that title, but it was then I learned that everything in life came with a positive and a negative. The way we perceived something made all the difference because in reality things might differ quite from what we think about it in our minds.My search to find an affordable house at a better location and closer to college had been on since the day I settled in here with Charl
It had all of a sudden become very awkward, and I was feeling extremely uncomfortable in the car with him after screaming that out to him. He had also become very quiet, and he looked away from me to see the road in front. His reaction made me feel as if I was sad about the fact that he hadn’t asked me out yet, which was not true at all.I was definitely not complaining about it, but I said it to give him the most logical reason for why I couldn’t give up working and continue staying in his house. So, I didn’t have a reason to feel bad about it anyway, I had many other reasons for that. Losing my job topping the list, being unable to go once again to check out the apartment being the second one, and now an argument with the man I had a crush on since the very beginning.Blaming it on my stars not shining right, I stayed mum for the rest of the ride. When we reached the museum, Charles asked me to get down with him. I was fe
To lighten the mood, when things got a little peaceful in the car and his forehead furrows cleared, pulling the collar of my dress, I joked, “Isn’t it getting too hot out here?”The smirk on his face made me smile, and then I started to laugh as I said, “Where is the document that gives me 50 per cent stake in the museum? I want to sign it.”I was only having some fun to make him smile, but his expression was confusing me as he was lost watching me laugh. He wasn’t expressionless because he had a subtle smile on his very handsome face, but his eyes were fixed on mine. It appeared to me as if he was just going to say something to me from his heart and as if something was stopping him.Such an expression often protects oneself from being emotionally naked and laying our emotions bare in front of someone. In a relationship, people should not be able to only strip down clothes from their bodies, but the
After a heartfelt conversation with Mr. Nathan Alberto, it is nice to know that things at the orphanage are all good, and the donation which Charles makes is being put to use. My husband is one gem of a person for choosing to make a generous donation to the orphanage every month after getting to know that I was raised there.He didn’t even tell me that he was planning to do that nor did he let me know when he was doing it for many months together. It was only after my warden’s call that soon after my marriage that I got to know that my husband had been the biggest donor and his money was being used for the kids’ education and healthcare facilities.Not only did I feel proud of being married to such an obliging man, but I also felt grateful to him for taking care of my home. I have called the orphanage my home ever since I learnt that every place that has contributed to your upbringing is your home as that’s what the a
Staring at his luscious lips was making it very difficult for me to resist moving forward and devouring him. Even though he was right on top of me and his face was so close to mine that our noses were separating our lips. But despite the physical closeness, some resistance from his end stopped me from taking the lead.He was also looking at me with his eyes fixed on mine, and his body wasn’t moving at all. In the time that I was thinking about the way that I should react, not wanting to spoil anything between us, he straightened his body to fall down on the bed on his back. It gave me space to get up and get out of being that near to him because it would have been very risky, so that is what I did.I was thirsty, so I went to drink water which was in the refrigerator that was on the other side of the room, and by the time that I came back, Charles had already slept in bed lying the way that he was. Instead of putting his feet on the be
.Olivia.I feel a little relieved to know that Charles is fine with compromising on something that he wanted his dream girl to do for him; give him a baby of his own who will be a reflection of him in every possible way. Even though any child can be taught the way that they ought to carry forward the traditions and the legacy.That is completely dependent on how the parents teach them their ways of life which should not be imposed on them at all. It should just be shown to them, and they should be given the leverage to decide how they want to go about it. If the parents practise what they preach, sooner or later the child will also follow their footsteps.Parents play the most important role in shaping the way a child’s mindset develops because no matter the bad influence in their lives, but they will always remain on the right path and not get distracted if a strong foundation is laid by the parents. And that ha
.Charles.Difficult for me to believe I have an angel living with me. Not only is she naïve, but she is also damn innocent. Every chick that I have been with since the start has all wanted to get the best out of me. They were mainly concerned with my money and wanted to extract as much as possible from me. And even then, they were never satisfied with all the things that I would give them as per their demand. They were all such materialistic girls.Despite having such a deal where they were using me financially and I was using them physically, I had become a monster. Never had I ever thought that I would like to settle down in life because I was getting all the enjoyment without being committed to anyone, and I believed in variety being the spice of life.Every day a new chick would come to my bed. Sometimes either I met them somewhere or called them back, and other times a phone call to an escort agency would tak
To the thing that I said, he ignored it even after I mentioned the talk I wanted to have with him and rushed into the bedroom to freshen up, which is why I also parked it in my head to live the moment I have waited for the entire week. The feeling of holding my darling husband gets better every time. His muscular body makes me want to give myself to him from top to bottom, and it also makes me want to prove all my skills to him.As we enter the bathroom, he grasps me tight. This is the best feeling he has been giving me since the very start. No amount of money can cover up for the orgasm that I man provides. Many people cheat on their partners despite having gotten everything from their partner only because the sex to them wasn’t really satisfying. But I guess I am blessed having gotten the best of both sides.Sex with Charles has been better than the best. When he undresses himself to get under the shower, he pulls me on my back and h
In his room, next came the little room where I had seen the painting of me which I wanted to ask him about. Even for that, I needed to act the same; surprised as if I didn’t know about it and had to be completely shocked. Now that I think about that time, I can certainly agree that it was the most challenging thing for me to do. But overall, it went well, and Charles accepted that painting was his passion, and he always wanted to become a painter.Not everyone is lucky to pursue their dream, but it is nice to keep living your passion even if no one knows about it because you are not living your passion for anyone else. You are living it for yourself. The painting was completed a little more, and because of that it was feeling even more lively, which made me look even prettier.Time passed very quickly from then and even quicker after knowing that Charles was going to be loving me more. All he was waiting for was me to become his offici
Going to Charles’s room legally for the first time was when I had not demanded or done anything to make it happen, and neither I had planned nor tricked him into taking me to his room. It happened completely unexpectedly and even though it was happening very late, but in spite of that, I was super elated.My happiness was obviously on point because even with such a long wait to undergo, I had been so patient for this day. I didn’t even know if it would happen before we got married or if it would happen later. It kept me confused if after marriage we would also continue living in this set-up where I used to sleep in a different room.It was very much possible for me to get to see the painting of me that he had been making in the little room which was attached to his room. I was very excited to see whether he would really let me into his room or not. As we were almost getting there, suddenly it struck me that I would have to act su
It seemed as if he was taking forever to say something. As he was opening and closing his lips in a slow-motion style, it was pissing me off. I just wanted him to say something to me and not just anything, but I was expecting him to oppose whatever I said because I did not want him to believe any of it was true. What he thought about me, and his take on this damn issue was very important to me as that was supposed to be the only thing that mattered to me.Charles, who was my fiancé and was going to be my husband pretty soon, had a doubt regarding all of those nasty things that the whole city was talking about, he should not have proposed to me. But I was sure that he must have thought it through; asking a mediocre girl who stood nowhere stood even closer to his status to marry him.As he started to talk, I automatically felt somewhat relieved without hearing a word from him. I was curious to listen to his side and then put forward my
When I was almost about to start with the final exams in college, I was extremely tensed about how everybody would react to the result I would score in my final exams. I just could not study with my hundred per cent concentration because something in my head used to keep bothering me.Firstly, it was the thought of being the girlfriend of the richest man in town. Anything that I did, any place that I went to, what I wore, what I ate, things as personal as the brand of sanitary napkins I used for those special days, every single thing was publicized to the level that would embarrass me most of the times.The way media people would perceive anything that I would do then onwards became something that I feared. Being rich and/or belonging to such a family is definitely a dream for many people who do not consider the repercussions.Some even say that they would be okay with whatever came their way, but if anyone saw you even
My mouth was fully open as much as it could be. I was shocked and astounded at what was happening. And not to make me look stupid in front of all the people at Erica’s wedding, I had partially covered my mouth with the bouquet that the bride handed over to me.I was absolutely in surprise and didn’t know how to react to what he asked. I hadn’t thought of marriage once I started working because the priority was to first settle down in life and be independent, after which, of course, a wedding would follow if I found my soulmate until then. If not, without a question the search would have been on.And right now, in front of my eyes, the man who I like very much is not just standing but kneeling down on one knee waiting for an answer from me on whether I will marry him. It is overwhelming, and I am not able to decide if I should scream out in happiness or if I should cry because something like this I had never thought of happe
It felt beautiful when we got to the wedding ground, and Charles asked me to continue to sit in the car. He got out from his side and walked to my side to open the car for me. He had even given me his hand for support to manage my dress and get out of the car just fine.Entering the wedding lawn was the most beautiful experience. Charles gave me his arm to hold as we walked in there. That was one amazing experience because I was holding the arm of the man I loved and walking for all the others to see. Because he was a billionaire, people's eyes were on him.The wedding did not have many media people running around here and there. Instead, they were all gathered towards one section that was reserved for them. So, that was one thing which did not make me very happy because I wanted to be seen with him.Seeing Erica and her man together gave me hope of getting married some day to the man who I would love. Both of them compl