š„ATTITUDE
MEETS
ARROGANCEš„
Chapter 14
Ciara’s POV
I was shocked, words were stuck on my throat. Suddenly my knees were as weak as cooked noodles…
I knew, the dress was from Jordan but how was I to get myself from this mess. I finally have things going right with Jaxon and I didn’t want to mess that up…
Jaxon’s face was scrunching with anger…
“What is this dress???”
“How should I know???” I replied coldly. I could feel my world crumbling down…
“It’s an expensive dress..” He raised his eyebrows in surprise..
“Yeah and I can’t afford it…”
“Are you sure you have no suitors??? Because I don’t get why it is on your be-d…”
God get me out of this mess and I promise I will try not to be so rude.
“Are you calling me a sl-t?? Yes you are calling me a slut
. How am I supposed to know about this dress??? I was with you to Maasai Mara..” I rose my voice..
I know I didn’t have to but I had to make him feel bad to forget about the dress…
“Baby, you are putting words in my mouth..” He spoke calmly…
“Do you believe me???” I flashed him what I hoped was a beguiling smile…
“But…”
“Trust me honey…” I tried to k!sshim and felt he was still restless…
“Guys, I am sorry. I have come for my dress…” Jane stated when she opened the door..
I could now breath like a normal woman.
“So it’s your dress???” He asked.
“Yeah, Max bought for me and I decided to put it in her room…” She explained, took the dress and walked out of the room.
“Phewks!!!I am glad its not yours…” He sighed and placed his hand on his che-st..
“I told you baby…” I poked his forehead with my f!nger…
“I am so sorry…” He lifted me off the floor and moved me around in circles…
“StĀ©p Jaxon, I will get dizzy…” I laughed..
“I love you Ciara….” He shouted on tĀ©p of his voice.
“I love you too Jaxon ….” I joined him and there we were acting like teenagers…
“Honey, I have to go before mom starts being hysterical…”
His mother was something I tell you..She keeps calling him like it’s an emergency number
. Give the big boy some break…
“Okay, I will call you later…” We shared a k!ssand he left… Finally I could gather my thoughts together…
Before I could even sit and think about what to do with Jordan, Jane walked in smiling like she had won some lottery.
“Why are you smiling????”
“How was the getaway??? Did you two do it???”
“It’s none of your business…” I stood and walked to the mirror b!tt!g my l!pat the thought of the fun I had.
“Its my business cutie pie..” She looked at me throu-gh the mirror..
I covered my face with my hands, “We did it and I loved it…Like I haven’t had such an amazing s-x in ages…” I giggled like a fool.
“I am so happy for you…” She screamed dancing me around then she suddenly wears a worried look.
“Love, what will you do about Jordan??? You can’t jiggle two brothers…”
“That dress was from him right???”
“Yeah and he said he will come to pick you at 6pm. How do you stand him??? I would have strangled him long time ago. Who does he think he is???” The way she talked you would have thought she was around him all the time..
“You know what I will set things right today…Trust me…”
“So should I bring the dress????”
“No, I will wear one of my creations just to irritate him..” I chuckled…
I know I should have been re-ady by 6pm but I had no hurry. He was the one desperate not me..
When he arrived, I hadn’t even showered. Who cared???
“You aren’t dressed???” He asked shockingly when he found me watching Netflix.
“I didn’t feel like getting re-ady…”
“Are you for real???” He barked holding me by the arm,” We are supposed to be at the minister’s house at 7pm..”
“StĀ©p manhandling me, I will shower when I feel like..”
“Don’t even try to dare me…”
“What will you do???” I stuck my ton-gue out at him…
“You will see….” He took me in his arms.
“Leave me alone!!!” I begun sl@pping his back but he didn’t care.. He slammed into Jane’s and Max’s room.
Jane was in a towel re-ady to get into the bathroom but Jordan pushed her aside and got me in.
He dropped me on the bathroom floor and turned on the shower..
“Jordan this is not my room, the shower is cold..” I shivered.
“I want you re-ady in ten minutes…” He got out of the bathroom and slammed the door…
Jane walked in after he left limping, “That guy is crazy he almost broke my head…”
“Could you plea-se turn the heater on and bring me a towel, sponge and soap??”
“Okay love…”
Yes I got re-ady but took one hour…And I didn’t wear his expensive dress… My life my rules…
“I am re-ady…” I found him walking around the living room in circles…
“It’s alre-ady 7pm, why did you take so long??? Why did you not wear the dress???”
“My life my rules…” I walked past him…
I wore a black off shoulder go-wn with a dramatic side slit that elevated the black -tie go-wn with a column silhouette. This dress really flattered my figure..
“Open the door for me, I am a woman??” I rolled my eyes when we got to his car.
“Are you a cripple???”
“Do you want me to get back to the house???”
I turned to walk away and heard him gro-an , “Fine..”
He opened the door for me and I slid into the pas-sĀ£nger’s seat like a boss.
There was a weird silence in the car. I felt like I was suffocating… Sitting beside him was really boring.
He doesn’t smile, listen to music or even make jokes..
“What are we going to do in the minister’s house???”
“Dinner…”
“Can I turn on the radio???” This guy doesn’t even look at me…He is just focused on the road.
“Which song???”
“h!phop or RnB…”
“My car is not a club…”
“Boring man…” I mumbled beneath my nose and I am sure he heard..
“I am not a boring man, I just can’t stand you…”
“The feeling is mutual brother…” I got my phone from the purse and begun chatting with my baby on WhatsApp…
“Who are you chatting with???”
“Focus on the road…” I replied not getting my eyes off my phone…
Finally we arrived at the Minister’s place…We got throu-gh an entrance tower into a large courtyard throu-gh the front pouch where we were greeted by a large receiving area..
When we got to the mansion, the minister and his wife were waiting for us..
Suddenly Jordan wra-pped his hand around my w@!st.
“Hey Mr Minister, we are here…”
“You are late???”
“My fiancee here wasn’t feeling so well but now she is okay. .”Jordan k!$$Ā£d me. What did I feel from the k!ss??? Disgust…
“I hope you are fine Mrs Marcias???..” The minister’s wife asked hvgging me..
“Yes ma’am. Thank you. Jordan took very good care of me…”
“Okay let’s go you help me set the table as the men talk and catch up…”
The minister and Jordan sat next to a large bar and a wine seller…
The minister’s wife and I went to the kitchen which had a voluminous walk in p@n-try which was open to a casual dining room which had am access to the butler’s p@n-try.
I didn’t un-derstand my role there. All I did was follow her around like a puppy while she gave orders to her servants…
“How do you survive with Jordan, I hear he is an arrogant man???” She asked and like a supportive fiancĆ©e I replied,”. de-ep down he is a good man and I love him.
Their house was indeed beautiful.
During dinner, the minister talked about business. I was bored and from the minister wife’s face I could tell she was too…
“So Mrs Marcias, are you happy about the wedding???” The minister asked.
Jordan placed his hand on mine, o really wanted to sl@p s-en-se into him but chose to calm down..
“He is a good man…he is as tough as a coconut but de-ep down he is as soft as a cream…” I smiled forcibly and the table was filled with laughter.
“Mr Marcias what made her out stand???” The wife asked..
He looked at me for a moment and tried to put up a practiced smile before facing them..
“She puts me in my place…”
Wow, I loved that answer..
“He also does dishes after dinner. He will be a good husband. He is also willing to wash these dishes when we are done…” I acted all proud and supportive…
The look on Jordan’s face was priceless.
. It was like he had seen a ghost…
The guy has never washed dishes all his life..
“Is that true Mr Marcias??” The minister confirmed and Jordan pressed my hand ti-ght..
“Yes…” He stammered, confusion shouting all over his face..
“Who would have thought a feared CEO is such a good family man??? This is good news. You really deserve the contract..”The minister complimented the shocked man..
“So Mr Jordan is doing the utensils tonight, wow honey you should take some lessons from him…” The wife tea-sed…
I tucked myl-ips in so ha-rd not to laugh.
After dinner, the guy did the utensils for four hours…It was like there was a third world war between him and the dishes…
“Baby, finally….” I tea-sed him. He looked so tired and sweaty. Those utensils were alot…
“I am proud of you…” I k!$$Ā£d him on the left cheek and he just nodded…
“Minister we will get going. Thank you for hosting us…” We said our goodbyes, he held my hand and we walked to the car…
“I hate you for this…”
“That’s what you get for man handling me…” I took the tuxedo coat from his hand and placed it on my shoulder, “I am cold…”
“But how could you do that??? Lie that I do dishes, you really placed me at a ti-ght spĀ©t…” He spoke calmly but he was really mad. He didn’t want the minister to see us arguing..
“And I will do more if you continue with this madness. Fix this mess. I don’t love you. You didn’t even care to ask if I love someone else. You are so heartless…” I acted all calm but de-ep down I wanted to castrate him..
“Get in the car, I take you home before I change my mind and leave you here…” He ordered in a low tone.
“I will just go back to the house…” I shrugged and he gro-an ed, “You are impossible. Why did it have to be you???”
“Feeling is mutual dishwasher…” I laughed irritatingly…
š„TBC…š„
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