A Virgin For His Scandalous Proposal

Chapter Five

I stamped on my thoughts before they ran wild, slamming my self back t reality. "Thank you." I said, focusing on a Carol.



THEO

I stood in front of the mirror as I tried to adjust my tie, pushing it higher so it sat just perfectly, against my throat. Just the usual morning before work. But for some reason, this morning didn't feel usual at all. It wasn't usual.

The reflection in the mirror did not look the least happy. I was not happy, period. The past couple of weeks had consisted of me burying myself in work as I tried to forget what I had readily agreed to, without thinking of just how much it was going to affect my everyday life. Heck, I had thought it was going to be easy, bit it wasn't at all. And had turned me into a nervous wreck. When I wasn’t buried in work, I was forced to go out with Bella just so we could fuel the minds of the public as to the sham that was our marriage. I knew a lot had been written about me in the past years, but this was just too much, and well over the top. The media had received everything well, and was waiting for more. Especially what they now called the Thella 2022.

I scrunched my nose at the name they had come up with for the both of us. Why everyone kept up with it was beyond me. And left to me, the wedding could just come and go for all I cared. I had done a great job of avoiding Bella and trying not to do more than I was required to, and so far, it was working. I had completely detached myself from her, and what I had felt that first time we met, and so far, it was working. Although, nothing had been enough to erase the memory of that kiss we had shared on our first night out. Even Bella seemed to realize how distant I was, and kept to herself most of the time. Our kisses and physics closeness had been reduced to just pecks and little hugs here and there and that was it. Although, her lips had felt incredibly softer each time mine was pressed again it, and that was as far as I could dare allow myself go.

There were those times my body had threatened to betray me, but I had gained control quickly, and perfectly. And even if it was beginning to take a toll on me, I continued to push. I couldn't and wouldn't let my desires take control of me.

Now as I pulled on my suit jacket and grabbed my keys, on my way to the door, I tried to rebuild and strengthen the walls I had so carefully built around my mind and body.

The marriage between I and Bella was business. Making Bella Peterson…business. Out of reach. Out of bounds.

The door swung open, and I stepped out of his hotel room, making my way down the lobby. I had left the marriage preparations to Michael, and his daughter, and now here I was.

The man looked happy and more excited than he had been in the few days I had seen him. And if preparing a marriage made him happy, then I had no objection. Even if it was looking very close to a real wedding. Which somehow worries me.

“Theo!” The female voice from behind, stopped me cold in my tracks, making me to turn around as quickly as possible to see who it was. That voice was too familiar. “Theo!” She called again, as if I hadn’t heard the first time, and sounding as high pitched as she always did.

“Rosy?” I asked in disbelief, as the beautiful blond walked towards him, swaying her hips in sync to the sound of her heels clicking across the tiled floor of the hotel.

Surprise was an understatement for what I felt as soon as I saw her.

She looked like a piece of bread, laced with honey, sent from heaven to torture me.

Rosy wasted no time wrapping her arms around me as soon as she got close, allowing me breathe in her very seductive scent. Things really didn’t change much with her. She still wore the exact same perfume she did when we were still together.

“What are you doing here?” Rosy asked in a very low voice. Allowing her sparkling eyes run over me. For the first time in weeks, another woman moved something in me.

Theo smiled at her. “I uhh…came for a little business.” I replied, wondering how on earth we had run into each other. Last I heard, she had give to spain to pursue her career as a nurse, and was living quite the life.

Rosy and I had dated throughout our time in the university. And had been the first woman to stir up emotions in me. Emotions that I had welcomed with everything I had. I had thought we would for sure end up getting married, but her father had whisked her away to another country to go continue her practice. It has hurt. Badly. But I had come to accept the fact that things didn't always go as planned.

Now as she stood in front of me in full flesh, I couldn't stop the excitement in me from seeing her. "It's so good to see you again, Roseline." I said to her with all honesty. I had a knack for calling people by their actual names, and so far, I was the only one she allowed to call her that. Just like Bella....I clamped down on that thought.

"You have no idea how I feel seeing you again." she replied, staring directly at me. "We should go out for a drink." she added, looking at me with excitement.

I bit my lips as I contemplated on whether to agree or not. I mean...it could help me forget the reality of what I was facing...even if it was just for a while. And I really did want to know what she had been up to. Gosh, it has been so long since I saw her. "Of course." I replied, and allowed her link our arms together. "You stay in this hotel?" I couldn't help but ask. I mean, she had to, or else, what was she doing here?

"Yeah, I do. I came here for a few days and would be gone by tomorrow." she said, nodding her head as we made our way down the sparkling clean hallway.

I guess fate realize did want us to meet. I perked at her to see her very bright expression. She had always been that way, even all those years ago. "It's a good thing we ran into each other then.." I commented, And followed her into the elevator, which was already packed with people.