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The Billionaire...?

Chapter XI: A Wedding In China or Russia?

While waiting for Andrew to come upstairs and finish his business with his people downstairs, I unpacked my suitcase and placed clothes into a big closet. After finishing, I started opening my box which had pictures in it. The first one I pulled out was of me and Juliet when I was around nine years old. We both looked so childish and sweet, innocent. Today, we both live by the sorrow that sometimes surrounds us.

The door clicked open and it startled me, causing myself to jump up in the air. “Hey, didn’t mean to scare you,” Andrew smiled and closed the door behind him. “No problem. I was just getting my stuff out of the box.”

“I have to tell you something,” he says, sitting down on the bed and watching me put a few more pictures out of the box. “We need to get married as soon as possible so we’re going out of the country for a week or two. Juliet will come along and so will my friends.” I accidentally dropped the picture of myself as a kid after he mentioned us leaving for two weeks. “Can’t we just have a wedding here? Normally? Without a ceremony but just signing the papers and bam, we’re done.”

“Alison,” he chuckled. “This doesn’t work that way. I promised Jinxx to have a wedding ceremony so he’s the one to blame.” I playfully slapped his arm with a smile on my lips. “Stop being mean, Jinxx is a good guy. Now, back to this marriage thing,” I put my hands on my hips and stare in his eyes with challenge.

He looked at me with one eyebrow raised and he crosses his arms. “What about it?” Andy asks. “Why do we have to go to another country, are we going to China or I don’t know, Russia? Maybe, Italy?”

“Wherever you want to go. But you only have one hour left to decide,” he speaks back with authority, as if he already won this battle. Oh nope, you do not win against a pregnant woman. “I choose France, Paris!” I exclaim the moment his words leave his delicate lips. Andy bends to my level and cocks his head to his left in wonder. “For a short girl, you really know how to manipulate a man.”

“I am not short! By the way, when are we leaving?” I smile innocently, rocking back and forth like a little kid. He soon had a smirk plastered on his lips and his eyes watching me with amusement. “Tomorrow, my dear. We leave tomorrow at five in the morning. I’ll tell Juliet.”

Before he could exit the room, I grabbed his arm and pulled him a bit back. “Can you please buy a big chocolate cake? Like, right now? I crave it.” Andrew starts laughing and he nods his head while doing it. I glared at him for making fun of me, but hey, I’m feeling childish right now.

But there’s a problem with my childish mode. I am very, very impatient.

The chocolate cake I wanted was taking too long, I checked the clock every second and it didn’t even move. Like, dear time, why are you not moving and why are you so selfish? Just bring me my cake and I’ll leave you alone.

Did time listen?

Nope.

After hours that were actually just twenty minutes, Andrew waltzed into the room with my chocolate cake and two forks. I raised my eyebrow at him this time and looked at him in confusion. “I need just one fork, not two, you know?”

“Did you think I’ll let you eat this alone? Oh, hell no!” he exclaimed and sat down on the bed beside me and placed the cake on the soft material. I stole one of the forks he had and started savoring the sweet, heavenly piece of chocolate. Oh, how long I have waited for you, my dear love.

“You look like a creep, eat with a normal expression, will you?” Andrew’s voice interrupts my dreamy thoughts and he earns another glare from me. I ignore him and continue eating, but his lips never lose that amusing smile.

He was finding me amusing. How rude. “Andrew, will you please let me eat in peace, without this weird tension in the air? Please and thank you.”

So, you can guess how the day went by. Him and I arguing about food, me trying to do some yoga to relax, him working in his office and in the end both of us sleeping in the bed.

But my sweet dreams of eating a big watermelon got crushed by his stupid alarm clock. We had to get ready for the airport and I didn’t bother packing some clothes since he had his men and women in Paris get everything ready for us.

The best thing of this whole Paris thing, was the private jet. We didn’t go with a normal plane, we went by Andrew’s private, a lot of millions worth jet. And the décor was absolutely beautiful. Seats were made of black leather, there was a lot of space to walk around and a lot of place to stretch.

“So, how’s my little niece or nephew doing?” Juliet exhales a deep, happy breath after getting comfortable in one of the seats. “I guess he or she is doing fine,” I shrugged. Feeling thirsty, I poured myself a glass of water. We weren’t too far from the guys, but we still couldn’t hear them at all. It was so quiet.

They were planning something, probably the wedding but I doubt that idea. They were all concerned ever since we got to the airport. Juliet and I didn’t dare to disturb them as they could easily blow up. “Do you think we’ll have time to go see the Eiffel tower when we arrive?” Juliet asked. “I guess. I’d love to see the view from such a high point. Maybe take a picture of it.”

“Girl, you and I will have to go shopping there! It’s PARIS. We really need to buy clothes from that city and we have to make sure Andrew takes you to a romantic diner in the city of love,” Juliet dreamingly sighs. I roll my eyes playfully and pick up my phone.

I didn’t even notice I got a text message. After opening it, my eyes widen and I didn’t want Juliet to see the text. I quickly read it and my heart beat increased highly.

Dear Alison,

I know you are headed to Paris. I hope to see you around. Maybe you’ll see me at the wedding.

Sincerely,

Your new friend.

Notes

I just realized some weird things about the other chapters. This book/story/idk how to call it, needs editing. BUT, I won't do it now, maybe in the end of February when I have a whole week free of school. Lemme tell you I had a chemistry exam today and this teacher like really hates me so... yeah...

Keypoint: I'll have to edit this when I find the time >_< Thanks for reading though! :D

Comments

love it! keep it up!

Psst- I think the chappy uploaded twice!

anathema anathema
3/24/16

@BVB_Rebel_Love_Song
I found it on YouTube the same day it went on Spotify (this app isn't available in my country) but the song got removed, probably because of copyright. It's on Andy's VEVO channel now :D

@anathema
Alison likes to be stubborn ;)

@Black_veiled_dragon
Don't worry, I'll be updating in a few hours ^·^

This is amazing, on the edge of my seat please update!

7 months and they haven't made up?

she hasn't told him about the plot thing?

oh jeez. :(. Doomed marriage?

anathema anathema
3/19/16