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Ch-10

Author: Twinkle
last update Last Updated: 2025-01-05 21:54:52

Alora's POV 

       I should have known nothing good would have come out of it. I had opened my mind to the possibility of anything happening tonight, but what u didn't see coming, was Eliaz actually approaching me. 

What in the world? 

Eliaz had a track record of being audacious and I couldn't believe there was a point in my life where I found it dashing. I was completely enamoured by the fact that he went for whoever and whatever he wanted, but right now, I couldn't be more disgusted. 

“If you keep your face like that for so long “ Fredrick spoke beside me, his voice pulling me out of my thoughts. “I'm afraid your face just might freeze.” 

I threw him a hard glare and he raised his hands in moxj surrender. I knew it was a light jab at trying to make laugh or at least crack a smile, but it was worthless, completely useless. .

“Bad joke?” He let out and I sighed. “I'm sorry, I was just trying to cheer you up.”.

He was, and that had to be the sweetest thing ever. It was Eliaz’s fault that my mood has been soured for the rest of the night. 

“It's fine.” I shook my head. It wasn't entirely fine, but I couldn't continue moping around. “I'll be fine.” 

“What did he tell you that had you so ruffled up anyway!” Fredrick chipped in. “Did he threaten you? Did he touch you? What did he do to you? Just one word and I'll fix everything….”

“You don't have to worry.” I pressed my hand against his, which was gently resting on his thighs. “I'm fine. Eliaz didn't say anything worthwhile, I didn't let him anyway. He just wasted my time and I was so mad to see his face.” 

“Well, considering the fact that you didn't punch him in the face.” Fredrick cast me a wry smile. “I'll say you did pretty well.” 

“Then why can't I just get him off my mind?” I fought the urge to curse out loud. “He's just so….”

“I understand.” Fredrick's low voice overshadowed mine. “I really do, and I have just the right thing to cheer you up.”

“What's that?” My eyes lit up, following the excitement in his eyes. “Tell me, what do you have planned?”

“Well, it wouldn't be a surprise if I told you, right?” He squeezed my thighs gently. “You'll just wait to find out.”

I'd be telling myself a big lie if I said his words didn't make me a little bit giddy. Fredrick was a thoughtful man and if he said to look forward to something, then that was all I needed to do. 

Throughout the rest of the drive, I struggled to keep still. Luckily for me, the drive didn't last long. 

“I want you to close your eyes.” Fredrick announced when we finally arrived home. “or else, we won't go in.” 

“Fine.” I pressed my eyes shut. A small smile made its way to my lips as he took my hand in his. As gently as he could,he slowly led me into our mansion. “Just tell me when to stop. Okay?” 

“Sure.” I felt him grin. “You can open your eyes now.” 

I did. And the moment I did, I couldn't help the gasp that slid past my lips. 

The living room in front of me looked nothing like the one we'd walked out from a couple of hours ago.  Instead of the plain white and gold walls staring at me, there were a million and one balloons strewn all around. Decorations littered the high ceilings, with a couple of them dangling from the pillars and the railings that led upstairs. 

While the setup was gorgeous, I didn't miss the perfectly laid out table tucked in the corner. The romantic lights weren't exactly the brightest, but I could already make out some of my favorite dishes, sitting pretty and waiting for me. 

“Fredrick.” I cooed. “Did you really do all of this? When and how….”

“Shush.” He cut me off with a smile. “while I'll admit that this is the perfect way to end the night, I still have a little something up my sleeve. Another surprise, if you may.”

Without giving me the chance to respond, the man in front of me clapped twice and music poured out from the walls. 

My grin intensified, and before I could figure out how he'd made my favourite song start playing out of the blue, he pulled deeper into the living room 

A string of laughter rolled off my tongue as he guided me along the makeshift dance floor. As more and more tunes blared from the speakers, I found Fredrick leaning in closer and closer. 

“Alora.” One minute, we were moving our bodies to the fast tune of the song, and the next, he was standing only inches away from me as a slow song filled the room. 

I would be a fool if I told myself that I had no idea what he was about to do. My breath hitched in my throat as Fredrick's face came closer to mine, his eyes lingering on my lips. Under the dim lights, I could still make out the desire written on his face and the want dancing in his eyes. 

“I'm so proud of you.” His breath fanned my cheeks. Just when he was about to press his lips against mine, I pulled away from him. 

“Thank you.” I stuttered, simultaneously killing the vibe and atmosphere he'd struggled to build. “I couldn't have done with you. We should eat, right? I'm so hungry, I can barely even think straight.” 

I didn't even spare him a glance as I headed towards the table. In an attempt to make things less awkward, I sunk into one of the seats before digging into my meal.

I was vaguely aware of how many minutes has passed before Fredrick eventually came to join. Even though I avoided his gaze all through, I flashed him a small smile the times our eyes did meet. I knew the kind of feelings Fredrick had towards me, I also knew that allowing myself let him in, would the worst thing that could ever happen to me too.

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