Peach Kisses

Insecurities

"Now that you've agreed, let me lead you to Adrian."

"Why?" I ask confused.

"So she can get you settled." He stops outside a white door. "Then she'll bring you to my office and we'll discuss further." I only nod and he stares at me for one more second before leaving. I open the door and a curvy woman stands in front of me.

"Did you just enter without permission?" She shrieks and my eyes widen. "Have more respect! Get out!"

"I-"

"Out!" She screeches and I slam the door shut slightly frightened.

"Now knock!" She yells and I bring my hand up, slowly knocking. "You may come in." She says in a calmer voice and I step in.

"What do you want?" She tilts her head sitting crossed legged on her bedroom couch. Her black hair was in a perfect bun, not a strand in sight, and when she sat, not an even a roll dared to show on her body.

"Um. . . the boss. . . sent me in here." I still haven't learned his name. Can. You. Believe. It?

"The boss? Oh, you mean Ace?" She sniggers then her eyes widen. "Why did he send you here?"

I bite my lip, remembering what just happened and she clenches her jaw. "I'm his fiancé." Was I supposed to say that already? Or no?

"No!" She screams suddenly standing and barging past me. Dazed, I watch as she pushes into an office looking door so I follow her, curiously, the door still open. I catch some of her words, and I can't help the frown that etched onto my face.

"Ace? How could you?! It was supposed to be me! Me! Look at her. She's so fat and insecure, her hair looks like a science experiment gone wrong and would you look at her height? Oh, wait. She doesn't have any!" She sniggers on and on about my insecurities and I just stand there taking it all up, will it not to bother me.

"Shut. Up!" Ace suddenly roars rising to his full height and her eyes clog with fear. "Who do you think you are? Barging into my office, I think you should rethink your status Adrian or else you and I will be having problems and as for my fiancé if you so much as utter, another word about her I will remove your voice box myself. Do I make myself clear?!" He yells at her and she looks as if she was going to pee herself right there.

"Y-yes." She stutters.

"Now get out of my sight!" He finishes off and she scurries away, scowling at me.

He mumbles something before motioning to me to come in.

I walk in warily and his eyes never leave mine as I shut the door.

"Have a seat."

"Now I don't want to overwhelm you. ." He starts off, his face void of emotions.

"I'm already overwhelmed." I murmur.

"But the wedding's Saturday." He continued his hand folded on the desk and I gape.

"Saturday? but today's Thursday." I exclaim.

"Apparently. But it's not going to be a real marriage. . just a business proposal." He reminds me and I resist the urge to vomit.

"I-I. ."

"Now, I'm going to give you this chance to ask me any question you like."

"I-I, Y-" My mouth felt dry.

"Tequila?" He calls out but I was too far out.

I'm getting married? This must be some kind of sick joke, some cruel weird-

"Maybe you should get some rest."

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He said I should get some rest but how could I?

How could I sleep knowing that I was going to get married to some total stranger? Worse, a murderer.

It's just a dream.

It must be a dream. Yes, that's exactly what it is, Hugo was probably licking my hands, trying to wake me up right this instant.

I lift my hands to my arm squeezing lightly. Wake up, wake u-

"You're not dreaming." I turn around to find the sympathetic blonde from earlier.

"What're you doing here?"

"I just came to check up on you. . I'm sorry you got dragged into this." He sighs leaning against the door frame and I frown.

"Why can't I leave?"

"Because, it's against the rules. You saw what happened and that's a risk we're not willing to take. We weren't disguised or anything, you saw us so. ."

"I'm stuck here forever?"

"I'm sorry."

"So what you're saying is. . I'm in a house filled with murderers."

"More or le-"

I start screaming so loud that his eyes widen.

"Hey-"

"I can't stay here!" I hyperventilate. "I'm going to die."

"You're not going to-"

"IM GOING TO DIE!" I scream again and he covers his ears. "Why is this happening to me? I'm stuck in some Drug Lord's house and -" Gasp. "What would Hugo think of me?"

"You have a baby?" His eyes soften even more and I nod frantically.

"I have the cutest, furriest baby ever known to man-"

"Wait wait wait," He blinks. "What?"

"My puppy Hugo." I tilt my head.

"Your baby is a dog?" He blinks again and I frown at him.

"Don't say it like that." I scold.

"Gosh you're adorable." He grins at me and I roll my eyes.

"I want to leave." I whine helplessly.

"It's not that bad here, you might grow to like it." He tries and I scoff.

"I'm just as afraid as men in prison when they drop the soap." I hug myself and he bursts out laughing.

"I swear, I love you already."

"Nice to know." I state dryly. "I'm glad you find my situation amusing."

"You're right, you're right I'm sorry." He stops laughing and I shake my head.

"This is crazy."

"You'll be fine."

"Like I said. I'm going to die." He just shakes his head smiling.

"Get some rest okay?"

I don't think that's possible.