Chapter 5

"What the hell are you doing here?!" I stared at the bouquet of flowers he was holding.

"Visiting my fiancé," he said sarcastically before he went straight inside my room like he owns it. 

"Hey! Who gave you the permission to come inside my room huh?!" I followed him behind his back.

"I am your fiancé, what do you expect?" He faced me as he frowned. "Can you get this flower out of my hand?" 

I looked at the bouquet again. "Why don't you throw it away yourself?"

His lips parted in amusement until he puffed his breath. "This flower is for you, fiancé so get it out of my hand."

"I hate flowers."

"Who cares? My mom just asked me to give this to you. Get it now." 

I rolled my eyes and grabbed the flower from his arm. My fingers touched his skin which sent a slight tingling in my stomach. I smelled the flowers before putting them down on my bedside table.

"You already handed the flower. You can go now." I pointed the door at him.

He just stood right in front of me, staring like there was dirt on my face. I raised my right brow. His stares went down on my lips, down to my chest. My brows crossed as the side of his lips rose.

"What the fuck are you looking at?!" I asked.

"Nice nipples, by the way." 

I looked down at my chest. My lips parted when I realized I wasn't wearing a bra and my nipples were plucking on my tank top.

"You jerk!" I punched his chest before getting a bra in my closet then I ran towards my bathroom to put it on.

"Fuck you!" I shouted in the bathroom.

"Chill!" I could hear his giggle behind the closed door. "It's not like I'm the first one who saw that and it's not like I've never seen a nipple before. I'm used to it, lady."

My face heated while I was wearing my bra. My cheeks felt like it was going to explode in hotness. I faced the mirror sink to make sure that everything was fixed. I puffed a loud breath before going out of the bathroom.

I acted normal with my chin held high as I walked passed by him to sit on my swivel chair without giving him eye contact.

"Why are you still here?" My right brow raised while I was just staring at my bed.

"To waste my time, probably."

"Then leave! You're also wasting my time." I rolled my eyes.

My lips parted when he just sat on the side of the bed. "Is your body even clean to sit there?" 

"It's cleaner than your attitude."

My jaw dropped, looking at him in disbelief. "How dare you?" I hissed.

"Hmm..." He just smirked before wandering his eyes around.

"Seriously, what do you want?" I stayed put on my swivel chair, swaying it slowly just to relax myself.

"To annoy you, perhaps."

I showed him my middle finger.

He chuckled. "But seriously, my dad just commanded me to go here. I heard you're still grounded so you're not allowed to go outside, poor thing."

"Hell, you care." I sighed. "You can leave now. It's fine."

"You're not the one to decide." He smirked before laying on my bed.

My eyes widened as I stared at him, looking so comfortable on my queen-sized bed. I walked toward him and slapped his face with a pillow.

"Get off my bed!" I gritted my teeth.

"What? I'm your fiancé so I'm allowed to lay here."

I slapped the pillow on his face again. "Get off!"

"Try harder," he sarcastically uttered.

I slapped his face harder with a pillow. "Get off!"

"Yeah, as if the pillow can do anything."

"You want me to fucking slap you with my hands?"

He shrugged. "You wouldn't know, maybe it's my fetish."

"Gross! Annoying! Little man!" 

"Wait 'till you see my pet, I wonder if you're still gonna call me little after that."

"Asshole!" 

He pulled my arms making me fall on top of him. I quickly moved away as I pushed him while my heart was panicking. I was catching my breath as I pushed him again while I was laying beside him.

"Why did you do that?!" 

He was just staring at the ceiling with his face looking so calm like he wasn't bothered by my hysterical voice. I was about to sit when he held my arms and pulled me again to lie down beside him; our arms were touching each other.

"Just lay and relax. Feel the silence in the meantime. I'm not gonna take advantage of you; calm down, fiance."

My brows crossed. I puffed a breath before relaxing my back on the bed. I bit my lower lip, quite conscious with our arms touching. I looked at him without moving my head but I turned my gaze back at the ceiling so quickly. His presence on my bed felt like I was laying with a supermodel. I couldn't move nor breathe properly. 

"In the next few days, you're gonna live with me." He broke the silence.

"Yeah, welcome to hell," I said sarcastically.

"Wow! Thanks that you finally admit you're the hell." He looked at me with a smirk on his face.

I sat on the bed and slapped his face again with a pillow. I was done relaxing beside him; it was bullshit.

He sat as well without removing his gaze at mine. "Can you at least talk to your dad and say to him, we can get to know each other without having to live together?"

"You think I didn't try?" I raised my right brow. 

"Yes. I think you wanna live with me so badly."

I scoffed. "I hate you so much, you know that?"

"What makes you think I don't hate you too?" He crossed his arm and raised his right brow as well.

I gasped. "Fuck, I can't believe I would need to endure you for the rest of this stupid arrangement. I have no choice, okay? Why don't you talk to your dad instead." I rolled my eyes in bitterness. "Since you two seem to be close."

He laughed sarcastically. "You have no fucking idea."

"And so do you! You think you know me huh? Just because you saw my scandal, you think you fucking figure me out already? Well, I'm sorry to disappoint but no, you also have no fucking idea about my life and what I've been through."

He clapped his hand slowly in a teasing way. "That was so freaking heart-warming." 

"You fucking asshole." I gritted my teeth before I stood and slapped his face with a pillow again and again. "Get out of my room now!"

He stood as he raised his hand in surrender. "Chill, fiancé. I'm just playing around. You don't have to be so serious."

"Get out of my room!" I pointed to the door with my eyes so eager to punch him.

He chuckled. "You're cute when doing that."

"You fucking---"

"Shhh..." He put his finger on top of my lips.

My eyes widened and froze, feeling the warmth of his skin on my lips. It was like I lost my right senses.

The side of his lips rose. I then removed his finger from my lips. I was about to say something but I pursed my mouth when he grabbed something from his designer pocket bag.

My brows crossed at the black, small envelope he was handing me.

"What's that?" I asked.

He chuckled and shook his head playfully before he put the envelope down on my bed. "See it for yourself. You're right. We cannot argue with our parents so we have no choice but to deal and live with each other. Welcome to your biggest fantasy," he said before exiting my room.

My brows crossed as I watched him walk away. I still wanted to contradict him but my mind was thinking about the mysterious envelope he left.

I closed the door when he finally got out of my sight. I then grabbed the envelope and looked at the card inside.

My brows crossed more as the red letters sent a growling excitement mixed with confusion on my stomach. I read it again.

You are Invited to Ecstasy Land.