Desiree's POV
"Are you really going to the dinner?" Alexander asks me while his expression is being bored now waiting for me to get dressed.
"If you want to go first, you can go…You know that girls need to shower, needs to dry their hair, do the make up and choose an outfit for tonight. You are lucky, you were a man. Because if you were a girl, you will struggle the same as me." I told him.
He closes his eyes while waiting for me to finish, he is on my long couch now. I think he is getting tired.
"Girls, girls, girls…" He muttered.
"I am drying my hair now…" I said while smiling.
"Do you want some help? Do you want me to dry your hair? You look exhausted and your movement is like a turtle." He said.
"Yes because I'm a girl."
"Most girls." He corrected and sighed. "Come on let me help you with your hair… it is so wet and speaking of wet, I like you being wet…" He joked at me, dirty jokes actually.
I hate hearing a word like that from him because he sounds so sexy.
"Stop teasing me, it's not funny…" I said. I am getting tired now drying my own silky and thick long hair.
"I think you are tired." He said. "So let me help you, you do the makeup and I will dry your hair."
"Okay fine…" I look at my wristwatch and we have 40 minutes to go.
He walk towards me and take the hair blower and began to use it to dry my hair, "You know what, I like your long hair. Don't you ever cut this beautiful hair…" He said.
"You sounds like my mom," I said as I put some lipstick on my lips and blend it together, after that I put a foundation that ha sa the same texture on my skin so that I may look like have a normal face.
I don't like heavy make up, it's irritating to my skin,
I only do light makeup and I feel so beautiful when it's done right.
"You look great, by the way." He said and kissed my neck after he dry my hair. "Do you want me to brush your hair?" he asked, I give him my hairbrush and he decides to brush my hair. At first he is so gentle and I love it, he is brushing my hair with care.
"You don't need to brush like that…" I said, "My scalp will be fine if you brush faster." I added and he nods his head until he knows how to brush my long hair.
"Done, I think I am going to apply for a Beauty salon now, this is kinda like my hidden talent." He chuckles and I laugh at him.
"Shut up…" I hit his chest.
After I put on makeup and my hair is finally settled too. I look for a dress.
"Come to my closet…I want you to choose what dress is the best for me tonight."
"You look good in every dress." He said.
I click my tongue and hold his hand as I pulled him to sit on the edge of my bed. "Yeah but I still want you to look the dress that I want to wear…" I bent down to look for the pair of shoes.
"So did you already pick what dress is suited for me tonight?"
He glances at me with an annoying face, "I am not your fashion designer, I don't know what to choose, Desiree." He said.
"Just choose the color, I have a maroon dress, gold, red or green? Oh, I have lavender also."
"I don't know…" He gives up and tried to run away from me.
"Hey, you need to stay here, you need to see me wearing all of those and you need to decide which is better," I said.
"Alright, okay fine." He sighed and he go back to his sit.
I began to wear the gold, he told me that the dress is too little.
"I'm gaining weight…" I whispered to him in an annoying voice.
"Okay, next dress."
"How about this black?" I said and show him the black dress with a conservative style. He gives me a thumbs up and my boobs jump as I try to take off the color gold dress.
"Let me help you…" He said and he helped me get off the dress. "Thanks," I said and he kissed my lips, "You're welcome." He winked at me again.
My heart is melting right now.
"fIne, I am going to wear this black. I think I may look slimmer and sexy with this, right?"
"Yeah, just wear it…It's a nice dress." He agreed with me.
And I wear it in front of him and he bit his lower lip while staring at my every curve.
"Oh my god, you look like an angel." He said.
"Stop teasing me…" I told him that and I chuckles.
"I am not teasing you, baby, I am telling the truth, shall we go now?"
Yeah speaking of baby, I haven't tell him yet about our baby.
I am still nervous.
"Alright, I think we should go now."
At Parent's House,
"Hi, mom…" I greet my mom with a kiss on her cheek. My eyes twinkled when I saw the table with eight-seater and have a nice table setting. "Wow, nice! Beautiful!" I told my mom.
"Wow, honey, you like it?" She asks me.
"Yeah, mom…looks expensive." I winked at her and she laugh.
I glance at alexander who is busy talking with my dad right now.
They were both having a deep conversational talk.
Donovan and Patricia are both having a sweet moment, they were talking to each other so in love and I smile at them and wave when Patricia notices me.
"Look at your sister, so in love with Donovan."
"Yes, mom…she's really glowing," I whispered to my mom and the sounds of my three-inch heels give the floor click-clack sounds which makes me remember the first night I meet Alexander.
I smile secretly and I sighed.
"Hi, I thought you are not going to invite him," Patricia said.
"What?" I frowned.
"Alexander." She said.
"Oh, I have to because I need a driver."
"Wow, A billionaire is your driver?" She laughs softly and Donovan began to stand up and greet me, "Hi…Desiree." He said.
"Hi, Donovan, do you know that my sister is a real witch, I hope you will stay with her for so many years," I said in sarcasm mode.
"Uh-huh, yes, he loves me with all his heart, right baby?" she encircled her arms on Donovan's waist and I chuckles at her, "Eww, get a room." I teased her.
"Yeah after the dinner." she winked at me and smile widely.
Donovan just laughs at us and says, "Excuse me, girls. Your father is asking for me." He said and left.
"Have you told him about our secret?" I ask my sister in a lower voice.
She shakes her head, "Why would I do that? Come on, let's eat now…our mom is calling us." She said.
After the dinner, Patricia and Donovan already left and Alexander decides to drive me to my apartment.
Alexander touch my stomach and says, "You're getting big, are you–"
"No, I'm not," I said and decided to open the front door and left him without saying goodbye.
He knocks on the door and I take a moment to inhale my nervousness, I open the door with a smiley face.
"Hey, I was just asking if you are really full because you eat a lot tonight, it's incredible, I have never seen you eating so fast." He said.
"Now you see me already like that, have you changed your mind?"
He suddenly stared at my face, "What are you talking about? Of course, I like you for who you are."
"Then, that's great, goodnight," I said and I close the door again and sighed.
I can hear his car screeching from afar, he alñready left.
I smile when the words of him keep replaying on my mind saying, "I like you for who you are."
When I turned on the light, I was shocked to see George inside of my apartment. He is sitting there silently and his eyes are staring intently towards me. My heart began to race and when I was about to open the front door, he pulled up his gun and threaten my life.
I am sweating and getting nervous now, I don't know what to do or how he is able to get here.
"What are you doing here?" I ask him while looking at my feet on the floor.
"I came here to see you, my princess."
"I don't want to see you, George. Can you please stay away from me?!" I said and raised my head to look at him.
He stood up and put his gun again on his leather jacket pocket.
"I'd like to apologize, and we can communicate normally now, right? Please don't resent me for loving you; I was blind to all of my errors and transgressions because I was in love with you and thought it was the proper thing to do. But, as I recently discovered, it isn't." He keeps his distance from me.
The tears in my eyes began to stroll down, my throat is tightening and I let out small sobs. "Please, get out."
"I can't…I told you, I came here to see you and to talk to you. If I can still fix it, we can fix our relationship, right? As a friend?" he said, he is in a desperate mood to take my trust again.
"Sit," he demands.
"I don't want to talk to you…why are you so stubborn?" Even though I am raising my voice at him, I still obey his command to sit on the chair while he wants to talk to me.
"I'm sorry for being so stubborn, for making you feel nervous and terrified every time you see me. I was lost in my mind every time I saw you with him." He said and when I look at his face right now, he is teary-eyed. Why is he crying? Why does he look so upset? Is he sincere now? That are all the questions that running in my head right now.
"From the first day I saw you, you captivated my heart so suddenly," he breathed as he loosened his necktie.
"I thought it was just a reaction because I view you as a lovely woman out there, but you are the one who makes my heart race with happiness every time I see you until my feelings for you become too strong for me to handle. That's what I feel for you, Desiree."
I gulped and rolled my eyes, he's an asshole.
"How come you blame your feelings for hurting me? You will not force yourself on me if you love me. You'll let me go and be happy with the person I care about." I give him a response.
"But I can't just let you go. You are the person who makes me-"
"Stop, whatever you do. I will not forgive you for what you did to me." I said and sigh. "Please, don't do any harm to me…if you love me, you will not go to hurt me."
"Just leave him…and choose me." He said and he walk towards me, while I am walking backward and I take a flower vase to defend myself. Maybe he will do something bad to me.
"I will not be going to choose someone like you, George. You are crazy and you are out of your own mind." I said and my voice is cracking.
He is crying hysterically and he is getting wild now, all of my furniture in the house he beats it.
Oh god!
"George, what are you doing?"
"Maybe you will love me if I will shoot myself!"
"George no! Don't do that!!!"
Then in a moment, I just heard a loud bang.
That was it….