Chapter 11

Amelia {POV} 

       I had little sleep before  arriving at the airport early that morning by 4pm leaving for Spain. I just can't wait to give him a piece of my mind, he didn't even allow me to prepare myself, all my old clothes were left behind at my place. 

The small bag I was allowed to carry contains only a few lingeries, not even my casual tee shirts.   When I got into the airport, his private jet was ready, I am not surprised he has one. Most men of his class derive pleasure in luxury assets and as a prince, it was right to have one.

When I entered the place I tried so hard to prevent myself from being carried away but the entire jet was like a mansion in the sky. My eyes are bugging out from their socket right there, It's so breathtaking , I admire the whole place as the Air hostess led me in.  

"This place is beautiful,"

I heard myself saying I was unable to control my thoughts anymore. I tagged along with the charming Asian Air hostess who kept smiling like her whole world depended on it. She was very professional, we didn't even have a normal conversation.  

       "Your chamber is right this way ma!," she smiled. 

     I smiled back. 

     She led me to the Master chamber where everything was customized in mahogany and gold design.

The room had a very large king size bed, a walk in shower. My brain is literally on fire right now, a very big plasma TV, and a brown cushion that is begging me to caress it. I would have loved to take a picture but the big man had seized my phone. 

I clenched my fist so tightly when I remembered what he said to me that day. 

"My privacy matters a lot. No communication, no friends till I say so! "

Yeah right! 

What about me? 

Am I really important or just a tag along?. 

    Speaking of the devil, Louis walked inside the room looking like a child who had just bragged about his best toy with a puffy attitude. His presence just ruined my entire mood. 

" You like?, " he asked with an expression that registered accomplishment. 

What a big wimp!

I scowled at him and left him in the room. 

      I walked towards the relaxing gallery lounge. This area was another mind shocker, it was decorated with a large cocktail bar, there was definitely more to see, since Louis was not around to see how curious I was I decided to tour the place a bit.

The private jet had five opulent rooms, two large cocktail bars, kitchen, A conference room, fine dining area and on board showers. I walked around every inch and corner of the jet, all the crew members gave me either an acknowledging nod or smile. 

Now feeling accomplished and tired, I decide to settle down at the lounge. Whoever designed this plane has a strong sense of style and class. 

     Louis was already seated reading a newspaper back at the relaxing Lounge. 

"Are you done, sightseeing?, " he asked as he brought down the newspaper.

He seemed delighted that I admire the jet, guess now he had added it to his bragging list. No need to hide my excitement the jet was very hard to resist. 

     "Yes I did, my accolades goes to whoever designed this place, it's beautiful, " I said finally as I sat down in an opposite direction  a bit far from him. 

    "Is not like you had any idea how it was made, you just bought the jet to suit your taste and class. "

I pointed out not giving him the satisfaction of winning. 

He wanted to say something but held his thought back in hesitates and continued with his paper. 

   " Very well, " 

he said not ready to argue with me. 

Lately I find myself wanting him to speak or fire me back with his sarcastic replies. 

    "I hope you read through our contract," he asked. 

" What else can I do? I am stuck in this complicated situation,' I retorted. 

"At least reading it was my only solution, "

"Aren't you happy you won? "

I snapped. 

He dropped the paper now giving me his full attention with a daring look promoting me to say one more word to provoke him. I looked away cause it was getting so intense.  

     "Reading the documents is simply for your own good, the truth is blunt, we have nothing in common but we still need each other till the baby arrives, then we can go our separate way. " he said before going back to whatever he was doing. 

      Come to think of it,

Why does he want the baby so badly?. 

I give him a quick glance, he doesn't look like someone who can't perform.Why go through Artificial Insemination? 

Beside what happened to his formal fiance since i'm the new one. 

Hmm

Is he sterilized ? 

Questions  flood my mind. 

"Are you even listening to what I am saying? ."

I noticed he had been talking to me but my mind was somewhere else. 

"Whatever like I care",

I said after a few seconds not understanding his last words.

I rested my head on the sofa a few minutes later my eyelid began to feel heavy. I couldn't lift them up any more. 

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      I woke up tired from a long siesta and found myself  lying down on a bed wrapped with a large soft and down light brown coloured duvet.The last time I recall I was in the gallery lounge, I might have fallen asleep. Right now my body is feeling so heavy making it difficult to lift these beddings aside.

    The slashing sound of water coming right from the shower made me aware of my environment. Louis must be the one who brought me back to the room. He is now inside enjoying the hot or cold water running down his body. 

When doorknob clicked  I shut my eyes slightly pretending to still be asleep. 

He walked out from the shower with his bare back facing me. 

His blond hair is still dripping water that rain down his  lower thigh covered with a white towel. 

I find myself swallowing hard while I watch water dripping down from his back, the traces of steamy water drops dance round his lightly tanned, hardly ripped  back muscle daring me to melt my fingers against it. I find myself imagining how hard and wide his chest would be.

My lips had run dry, my throat starting to sum up heat.  

My hormones were definitely acting up

When he turned over, I could not control the soft moan that came out from my throat. 

With his whole torso in display, now I know the reason why women throw themselves at his feet. He looks like a whole package snack ready to be munched even his lower body that was covered tightly with a towel had a lot going on inside. 

I could feel my hormones acting up, arousing heat from my body. 

It's been a while since I have been in any sexual relationship. 

      He walked towards the bed, I tried forcing my eyes closed but I could still sense his movement as he pulled up close beside me. The scent from his body cedarwood mixed with lemon was arousing, I pray my body doesn't expose my reaction to him.  

"Are you enjoying the view,"

he whispered into my ears, his low voice sent down heat that awoke desires in my body. 

My cheeks turned red instantly, I turned away to hide my embarrassment. 

He knew I was awake the whole time!. 

I waited patiently for him to leave the room, I could still hear a muffling sound but unaware of what was happening.

I knew he was getting dressed,  I just can't wait for him to leave the room to let me recover peace. 

After a few minutes, he pulled the duvet off my body but I still kept my eyes shut. 

   "Your meal will arrive in the next five minutes, when you're done pretending, you can eat," before he could finish his sentence my stomach grumbled. 

Could this body respect its owner for once. 

      Not long after, he left I jumped off the bed and grabbed the water next to the side table to quench my sudden burning throat.Right now, I'm so hungry, I could eat anything. Even baby bumpkins agreed with me as my stomach made more noise. 

The meal came in a rolling tray filled with their finest dishes, my stomach was rejoicing.It was a feast containing a fine dinner five course meal. Starting from the mouth watering bacon wrapped jalapeno pepper, my taste buds were dancing at the sight of the creamy baked mac'n'cheese , watermelon, avocado and feta salad and hot chicken soup. The meal was so delicious. 

I haven't eaten all morning.

I was almost done eating when the chef brought in another tray of dessert, chocolate Tiramisu chocolate mousse with an apple pie. Tears rolled down my eyes as I munched it down my throat, I ate to my heart and stomach content. 

   When I was done, the Air hostess informed me that we were about to land so I took my time to get ready. The jet arrived at 8.am on the dot. 

When I got down I couldn't find Louis anywhere

Instead, a not so tall 5'8, a bit slender but curvy radiantly beautiful dark skinned woman dressed in an ash color suit coupled with a heely red pump welcomed me with a warm smile introducing  herself as his secretary. 

She noticed I was still looking around for Louis. 

"His highness left for an important meeting, " her face softened. 

"Don't worry I will be your  guild for today trust me!," she led me toward a black expensive Mercedes.