The Heiress

Don't Mess With Me

Ariellia woke up in unfamiliar bed, she was covered by a silk blanket. She wasn't sure where she was – she remembered being at a party with his older brother, Grey. But how could she be stranded in unfamiliar bed now?

"f**k" she cursed

Even though she was wearing an evening gown, she didn't know where she was and who changed her clothes. She almost cried at the thought of the worst — she slept with a stranger. She nearly crying.

Her brows knit together, remembering last night's events — but to no avail. She lowered her head and sighed in frustration at not being able to remember anything. Oh god, why is she so careless?

She heard sound of the door opened and revealed a man who was only covered in a black bathrobe, his obsidian eyes stared at her who was looking down while clutching her head.

"Are you awake?" he asked

She looked up to see Damian who had just come out of the bathroom — wait, how could she be together with Damian?

Her face was shocked to see that she was in the same room with him. Her jaw dropped and her face was pale, she went back to thinking about bad things.

He chuckled amused to see her acting like that.

"You don't remember anything?" he asked again as he walked closer to Arielle, he didn't care about his condition who only wore a bathrobe and showed his bare chest — he sat on the edge of the bed.

His large hand grabbed Ariellia's pale cheek and he caressed it gently. "Are you alright?"

Ariel gasped as he stroked her cheek, her lips thinned and looked down — she was scared. "No" she said quietly "Why am I here?"

"You do not remember?"

She sighed frustrated "no"

"You're drunk and someone slips drugs into your drink" he said seriously "you're a total mess when someone dragged you out"

Her jaw dropped again “Really? Oh god, did I embarrass myself or look like a bum last night?” her reaction made Damian chuckle once again

Is she serious?

She was almost kidnapped or worst — killed, and the first thing she was worried about was this?

"Don't worry, you're a mess. But you're a beautiful mess” he said, making her cheeks turn red.

Whether Damian was aware of it or not, his hand was again stroking her smooth cheek

"Your cheeks are red, are you sick?" he asked innocently

She chose not to answer his question, she removed Damian's hand from her cheek — it made her a little uncomfortable, especially on the last day they met they kissed and Damian was drunk. He didn't remember anything, but she did.

"How did I get here and who changed my clothes?" she asked impatiently, she had to find out soon enough.

"Isn't it obvious? I brought you here, to my mansion” he gave a mischievous grin “who do you think changed your clothes?”

Ariellia's cheeks turned red — she was so embarrassed. How could she — someone so honorable as that easily go over to stay with a man she had only met for less than a week?

Even the man changed her clothes too!

Damian laughed loudly at Ariellia's expression. The girl in front of him is very attractive, her expression can change in an instant.

"Calm down, darling. It wasn't me who changed your clothes, my maid changed them after your vomit stained your clothes” he immediately got up from his seat “Take a shower, Ellia. After that, we have breakfast together,” he said before entering the walk-in closet.

After she finished showering and got ready, he found Damian sitting on the edge of the bed — waiting for her.

"Have you been waiting long?" she asked

"No, I was just here five minutes ago, darling" he said, he immediately stood up and held out his hand to Ariellia "Come on, I'm sure you're very hungry and still hangover after last night"

Ariellia accepted his hand without hesitation. They walked hand in hand down the hall with their arms intertwined. This man, he has good manners. Could he be royalty?

But if he was a noble, Ariellia would know him. Because the Cartier family is in the social circle of noble families.

Could he be a lower class noble?

She was very curious about the background of the man next to her. But she couldn't possibly ask about it, so she chose to keep her mouth shut.

"While I was helping you, I heard someone call you Cartier" he said confusedly "Don't tell me you are the heiress?"

She was silent, so she didn't know his true identity yet "Um, well"

She could feel Damian flinching slightly next to her "Wow, um I'm sorry that I just found out and presumably brought you here"

"No, I'm sorry for being rude for not saying thank you. Um, thanks a lot for helping me, Damian.”

"That is not a big problem. But Lady Ariellia, I expect a reward” he stated shamelessly, his obsidian eyes staring straight ahead

“R-reward? What do you want, just say it, don't hesitate”

He was silent for a while “Hm, I haven't decided yet. I'll contact you when I know the answer, how about that?"

"Okay, you can call my secreta—"

"No, I want to contact you directly without going through your secretary or butler " he cut her firmly. Ariellia was slightly surprised to see his the other side.

“Sure,” she answered with a bit of hesitation — thinking about what the man she had just met wanted.

However, she had to be careful because she had only just know Damian.

After breakfast, Damian offered to take her back to her manor. But Ariellia refuses because that she can take a taxi — unfortunately he insists on it and ends up being driven by the Lorcan family's chauffeur.

She sat in Damian's black lexus. Every now and then his personal chauffeur would glance at him from the center mirror and it made her a little uncomfortable. She looks like a criminal being watched by a warden.

"You know the way to Cartier manor?" she asked, breaking the silence

"Sure, I know very well because the Cartier manor is famous for its beauty in England" he said with a friendly smile that looked forced

"Is that so?"

"Yes, My Lady"

I don't know if it's just her feelings or the fact that the Lorcan family workers don't like her. Her eyes narrowed as she looked out the car window.

As she recalled, the maids in the Lorcan residence also treated her a little differently. She caught the hateful gazes from two of the eight maids who serving her at breakfast — maybe she should check on this?

Moreover Damian asked her in return — there was a possibility for her and Damian to meet again in the near future or even they would see each other often because she was indebted. This is what she hates about being indebted — in any way and and with whatever she gives, it will never be enough. Her safety would be in jeopardy if the Lorcan family had any hatred or grudge against Cartier. Even so, it wouldn't surprise her. Her family was a family that many people hated and also had a lot of enemies — if one added, it wouldn't be a big deal for her. Even though many hated her family, they — those haters wouldn't be able to do anything because of her power and authority.

Moreover, her family directly serves the royal family. It would be impossible for all of them to destroy her—it would be absolutely impossible. Cartier did take care of all the dirty work of the royal family and the royal family wouldn't get someone loyal to ruin just like that.

The royal family will certainly protect Cartier from anything that tries to destroy and bring Cartier down.

They should've known better than to mess with her.