The Billionaire kissed me

Chapter 2 (Deciding)

Grace (Pov)

I am so late for this family dinner and if I knew my mother, I would also go,, to be dead for missing her famous butternut soup which she always tells me and my brother Tim should be served warm so that one can not only taste the ingredients but also smell the fragrances of it , in this way it will ensure you of a culinary diamond . Yes ,my dear mother is a food critic and one of the most renowned chefs in New York too. And all over.. For that matter, she has two of the finest restaurants in the city, also, being a top chef herself ,but she retired two years ago. But to be home more and enjoy a bit of gardening now, while my father ,well, he is still busy, being the CEO of Roland Enterprises, and my brother Tim. Well, he never liked business, so he decided to become a painter, which he is very good at, if I may say so myself, and then there's me Grace Roland, the only daughter that also decided to take a different path. And what my parents wanted for me, I decided to become a teacher, and I love my work helping kids and teaching them stuff.I am 25 years old ,still not married, with dark brown hair, green eyes and, as Linda would say, a body like a cover model. I don't see myself like that at all, but who am I to disagree? Although I do think of myself as kind hearted and loving , maybe a bit-loving-seeing I am pregnant from a one-night stand and not having the faintest idea of what to do now, how do I tell my parents this ? They will hate me and all because I was dumb and now I need to face them sooner rather than later.

Grace's parents lived in a very big mansion and going to their home was like visiting a royal family, so she parked her car and, at least Alfred, their butler was happy to see her. "Miss Grace ,good to see you, and happy you could make it for the last course's at least", he says laughing to himself knowing all hell might break loose as soon as he announces her arrival. " Good to see you too Alfred, yes I had a school meeting , very long ", Grace try to explain ,but he simply smiles and open the door to the dining room whispering to her softly as she dare to go in. "It's a shame they have meetings so late on a Friday Miss, good luck". He says as he announces to her misses. "Your daughter misses Grace ,madam", Alfred says, then walks out again. Both mom and Dad look a bit unhappy at me for being late and it seems Tim also did not come or he is simply late like me. I just hope his excuse is better thought threw then mine. So I stepped into the lion's den very carefully, putting on my best smile, hoping they would let it go. "Mother , Father, I am so sorry for being late. I had a meeting at school and, well …, at least I am in time for dessert, right ? ", Grace said, sitting in her seat . Then, mother looked at her father and then to her. "Yes, well it's not like we can change it now Grace , you missed my soup and it was quite delicious if I have to say so myself ,but you are here now, so that is good". Mother says although father seems a bit too quiet, this normally means he will either scream or give me the silent treatment again. "Your mother has gone through so much effort , at least you still made it, Grace, but next time at least let us know." He finally said a bit to calm. Something is surely going on. My father is very strict normally, but now he seemed almost relaxed. "Yes, father, and I am very sorry for being ill mannered. The dessert on the bright side looks so beautiful mother ", I said and finally she smiled. "Well then, Grace, try it ,it is my Rose tiramisu ", she said, and I helped myself to a slice, loving this since I was a kid, and man, it sure taste like magic still. "Mother it's simply outstanding like always, thank you". Mom smiles happily ."Good now eat up. I left you some soup, you can have it later" ,My mom says, knowing all too well how much I love her food, I was her taster after all, and I loved it.

The dessert was made and so mother asked Alfred for tea and that is when dad started to tell me why this dinner was so special. "Grace, your mother and I asked you for dinner tonight because, well, we need your help and, well, quite frankly, it is part of your duty, as our daughter, as you know I am growing old and your brother is not into taking over the family business, which leaves us you and well you don't want it either ,but aside from that I met up with Mr. Simmons and well we had a good talk and decided to merge our two great companies into one big one and by doing this we have set out a plan", my father say out of breath. "What plan dad I thought you hated them ?". "We did, but like I said we are not growing younger Grace so we want an arranged marriage , in this way you don't need to be involve ,but the business will stay in the family making sure your children are taken care of when we are gone and your brother's too, and if you don't do this I need to sell or lose everything we worked for, do you really want that?" ,This was just to much to handle, 'A arrange marriage, father this is not the stone age, no I can't!", Grace answer ,but her mother start to cry and her father seems lost ."Grace think of your children, think of us!!", my father say and just before I want to say no again it dawns on me, his words,(Think of your children), then it hit me ,this could be a way to keep them from knowing my secrets and not be shameful about a out of wedlock child, this is my saving grace , so all I think of to say is. "Yes ok I will do it father!!", I say out loud and in an instant my father and mother hugs me and that is when reality sets in, oh my word what did I do?...

"Thank you Grace, I will speak to Simmons's and get the ball. Rolling, you will not regret this, Grace , now I think we all need a drink, what will you have?", my father asked. "Nothing, thanks I need to get home. I have stuff to do tomorrow". "Ok love , we will let you know when we will meet them OK ".But before my parents can say any more, I say goodnight heading out the door just wanting to get home to cry my eyes out, this is not good, a arrange marriage to whom ? and why would a billionaire stud want to be in a arranged marriage in the first place?, unless he is ugly, bold and like to drink whisky all day.

So, after Grace got home to her two-bedroom apartment, she decided to take a hot shower and just relax ,but her phone had a notification and it was her other bestie. Michael texted her asking if she was OK. He heard about the news and asked her if they could meet at his flat tomorrow, seeing he wanted help painting his dining room. "Hi, I am so sorry to call just now, busy day. Yes, I would love to come help you out". "Thank you Grace, you are the best see tomorrow OK", Michael says and she sends a smiley emoji, putting her phone down to try and get some much needed sleep...Not knowing what lies ahead.