Mine episode 15 & 16

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( You’re mine )
Written by Authoress Yesha 📒📒📒
Episode 15
 
 
Arabella POV✨✨✨
Two weeks from now?
Yes, two weeks from now.
‘Exactly, two weeks from now.’ My conscience shouted for the third time.
“Gosh, I can’t believe two weeks from now I will be getting married, be his wife and be-” I couldn’t finish my s£ntence when someone cut my words.
“Be Mrs. Duncan.” I heard the hoarse voice behind me. I can guess the person behind me without turning my face to him. Nevertheless, I still turned my face to look at him.
I put both of my hands at my h!pand glared at him with an annoyed look. He stood near to me with both hands in his pocket.
“Soon to be Mrs. Duncan,” he said, staring down at me since he is taller than me.
My head just reached his shoulder where I can easily bite him but I’m still sober to do that. Well, at least not for the second time for today.
“Why would you say two weeks instead of two months?” I asked, irritated with him.
Dad suggested two months to prepare for the wedding, but he somehow convinced him to cut it short to two weeks. From months to weeks. Damn, it was so much difference.
“Because I can’t wait to mark you as mine,” he said happily, keeping a close distance between us at the poolside.
“Monkey, donkey, gorilla, chimpanzee-” He clutched his stomach and laughed at me cursing at him.
Surprisingly, his hands pinched my cheeks ha-rd and it made my face turned red. I squirmed, trying to save myself from this annoying guy.
“You look so cute even when you are cursing,” he said still with his laughter.
“And you look annoying no matter what you are doing,” I huffed angrily. I folded my arms on my che-st and pouted, felt defeated every time we argued.
“Oh, come on, baby. Don’t be angry,” he said replaced his laughter with a smile. He lowered his b©dy and poking his bottoml-ips out pretended to be sad but I ignored him.
“Can we change it to two months instead of two weeks?” My voice softened tried to plead with him. I looked at him, feigning a sad face, but he just smiles in return and shook his head in disagreement.
I stomped my feet due to my frustration. “But I’m not re-ady yet, and we have so many things to prepare,” I tried to knock some s-en-se into his crazy head.
“And?” He encouraged me to continue convincing him.
“And I still have many works nee-d to complete before the d@t£line, I nee-d to inform my staff, I nee-d to arrange the work when I’m away, I nee-d to inform my friends and-” I suddenly st©pped and my eyes turned wi-de when I felt something on myl-ips.
Hisl-ips. He freaking pe-cked on myl-ips while my br@in working ha-rd to find ideas to change his crazy decision.
“Now you are quiet,” he sm-irked and continued, “you speak too much and it’s all nons-en-se,” he chuckled at his own words.
My eyes bulged and my mouth p@rted in shock with his sudden attack. I can’t even utter a word out of it.
“Let me make this clear, my sweet Arabella Dawson. In two weeks’ time, you will wear a wedding go-wn, your dad will walk you to the aisle, I will put a ring on your f!nger, you will be my wife, change your name to Mrs. Duncan, we will sign the marriage certificate, moving in with me, go for honeymoon and well…having baby if you want,” he informed as if he alre-ady has a clear plan for our future.
I don’t even know how this man gained so much confidence and how he convinced our parents to tie me with a knot in a short period of time. I punched him at his che-st while he giggled like a kid.
“Uhhh, I really really really hate you,” I expressed my feeling, defeated.
“And I really really really like you,” he win-ked at me and I rolled my eyes at him.
I turned myself away from him re-ady to leave him on the poolside but not before he catches my wrist and makes me turned to face him.
I lower my gaze refused to look at him. He slightly pu-ll-ed my chin to make me look at him but I sl@pped his hand which caused him to sigh.
“I promise,” he said after a moment of silence between us.
“I will not do anything to you without your cons£nt. I know this is what makes you worry.
I’m not a j£rk who f0rç£s women into S-x. We will stay together as a husband and wife, but we will stay in two different rooms,” he said with his serious tone with his eyes fixed on me.
I turned my gaze to him voluntarily and a smile slowly curved on myl-ips.
“Really?” I confirmed.
“Yes,” he nodded his head with a smile on hisl-ips. And I admitted this time the smile was sweet. I kinda like this smile of him.
“Promise?” I said again with my pinky f!nger. He grinned at my action and held my pinky f!nger as a promise.
Sealed. I don’t know why but my heart rest as-sured me that I can trust this guy even though he always makes me pissed off.
“So, now you are happy with the two weeks’ time?” He asked pla-yfully. And now he is back to his pla-yful side again. Not even for a few minutes.
Such a bipolar. This guy can’t be serious at all.
“No!” I said firmly and sl@pped his shoulder. Not ha-rd , just to show the dissatisfaction.
“You won’t regret this. I will make you the happiest wife in this universe and this knot will work like magic that makes you can’t leave me even for a second.” Overloaded confidence I must say.
“Uh, say who,” I mocked at him.
Dominic POV✨✨✨
I followed her from the back to the dining hall. Our parents were busy chitchatting while we spent our little time at the poolside in a lovely mood.
I knew what disturbe-d her mind about the marriage, so I convinced her that I will not do anything that husband and wife should do. I bet you know what I meant. n@ûghty!
Well, unless she s£dûç£s me and I will definitely say yes with a big heart. My imagination went wild for a while. de-ep down, I wish it happen.
I shook my head tried to bury the thought away from my mind.
Maniac! My inner voice rebuked.
 

Episode 16

 
Dominic POV✨✨✨
I was a little upset when Ara told me that she will be late for the dress fitting for today. I looked at my wristband watch; it showed ten in the morning.
I will nee-d to wait for her for thirty minutes due to her urgent meeting as she mentioned in her text. I decided to start my fitting while waiting for her.
The staff recommended some designs for the tuxedo. I chose a few of the designs that attra-cted my interest, and she placed them in the fitting room for me.
It has been twenty minutes since I stayed in the fitting room, trying a different set of tuxedo.
Now I’m wearing a black tail tuxedo with cropped in the front completed with six bu-ttons.
It fit my b©dy perfectly. I take a glimpse of my reflection in the mirror and nodded in satisfaction. I don’t really bother about my outfit. I just can’t wait for the day to mark her as mine officially.
I heard a familiar voice near the dressing room. Yeah, too familiar until it bec@m£ my favorite voice and it automatically made me energetic.
I heard the footsteps that ended in the next dressing room.
I slowly unlocked the door and I found one of the staff waiting outside the dressing room re-ady to serve whoever inside the fitting room. I smiled at her and signaling her to wait outside.
“Miss, can you plea-se help me to Zi-p this dress?” I heard a voice from the room. I peeked inside quietly and saw her facing the wall while the mirror was on her right side.
She tried to reach the Zi-pper but failed. A white sleeveless go-wn with a de-ep V cut that hvgged her b©dy perfectly while the unZi-pped Zi-pper expo-sed her back clearly.
I slowly walked to her and help her to pu-ll the Zi-pper up. Her back was facing me.
“Thank you,” she said without looking at me while turning her b©dy facing the mirror.
She frowned. I smiled at her and my hands automatically reached her w@!st from the back, and we were both facing the mirror and ma-king eye contact throu-gh the reflection from the mirror. I rested my chin on her shoulder.
“You look so stunning and beautiful,” I whispered to her ears and I noticed her face turned into a de-ep shade of red.
“What are you doing in here?” She furiously covered her b©dy with her hand or should I said the front p@rt with the de-ep V cut which expo-sed a bit of her cleavage.
“You are b!tt!g yourl-ips,” I reminded her of her action whenever she was nervous or shy. She glanced at me throu-gh the mirror, slowly let go of herl-ips.
“You don’t answer my question and now get your hand off from me,” she warned and sl@pped my hands endlessly. I grinned and let my hand free from her.
“I’m just helping my future wife to Zi-p her dress which expo-sed her S-xy back to me a while ago,” I sm-irked, and she rolled her eyes. I never get enough of this pla-yful eye roll. It was too cute for me.
“You are done now so plea-se leave,” she said, pointing her f!ngersat the door. I shook my head.
“No, I nee-d to help you to unZi-p it because I know you couldn’t reach it,” I said jokingly. Her eyes turned bigger, and she sl@pped me at my che-st.
“You are such a per-vert,” she said pissed off with my words. I laughed with her nervousness.
“Don’t make me k!ssyou to st©p you,” I said to her which made her g@sped and st©pped her hand from sl@pping me. She moved a step backward.
“Good girl,” I tea-sed her, caused her to bawl her fist.
I turned around re-ady to step out from the room but my mind getting n@ûghty at the moment.
“You look stunning with that but I don’t want you to wear it for the wedding because I don’t want other guys to land their eyes on you but I approve it for our first night. Maybe it will help to make the progress fas-ter.”
“Dominic Duncan! Get out!” She snarled. I laughed freely and stepping out of the fitting room.
Arabella POV✨✨✨
I rushed to the boutique that Dom mentioned. I texted him this morning to inform him that I will be late for the dress fitting due to the urgent meeting that we have this morning. I scanned my eyes around the boutique but I couldn’t locate him.
A young staff greeted me and I informed her about the appointment for today.
She led me to the dressing room and placed the go-wn that we chose in the last few days. I picked the white go-wn with a de-ep V cut in front.
I tried to reach the Zi-pper at the back but failed due to my short hands. I sighed and decided to call out for help.
Surprisingly, Dom entered the fitting room quietly and helped me with the Zi-pper issue. And of course, he left only when he gets enough of teasing me.
After tried all the dresses, I finally decided on my choice or more accurate my choice with his approval but I’m happy with it since I don’t really like the first dress that expo-sed too much of my flesh to others during the wedding.
I rather choose something comfy to wear since it will be a long tiring day.
I sighed, thinking about the coming day which is nine days from now.
 
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