Three

CHAPTER THREE

ROSE POV

The morning light in the room coaxes me from my sleep. I groan in frustration as I lose what I was dreaming about.

Slowly my eyes flutter open and as soon as they do, the events of last night bombard my brain. I had left the hospital angrily and hit an unknown Club last night so right now my head is aching and I can’t even remember how I got home.

I got up into a sitting position, and just then Amy came in screaming at me jumping happily like she just got elected as the president of the country.

“Hey!” I replied coldly and lay down.

“Common, don't give me that. I’m sorry I declined your calls but I was getting smashed by hot pickles and honestly I only got to read your text yesterday. And I rushed here like a winded cat. How’s grandpa?” She sat close to me but her hands dramatically went over her nose.

“Fuck! You reek so bad. You went clubbing at papa's condition?” She whispered, and I rolled my eyes.

“He’s dying but marrying me off to a stranger” I scoffed.

“Babe, I’m so happy for you. At Least you have a father that cares about you even on sick bed.”

“I already signed the document and obviously it’s happening on Saturday” I groaned.

“And that’s why I’m here. We are going on a shopping spree and also…” She stood up and turned around happily.

“We are having a girls night. Atleast enjoy one more night of being single before that rich billionaire gets to fuck you.” She giggled happily.

“Fuvk me? I hope he will be willingly to fuck a virgin as a sex freak” I rolled my eyes.

Her face dropped on hearing that.

“Sex freak?” She questioned.

“I’m getting married to Daniel Prescott” I announced, and she gasped.

“O…M…G. Rose!!!! Daniel Pres…cott?. His dick won’t even fit into those tiny holes of yours” She whispered.

“Very funny” I hissed with an eye roll.

She sat down close to me again, still surprised and shocked.

“I’m serious?”

“Oh! And here we are, talking about my future husband dick. Is that even proper?”

“Sorry to say this but it’s a public thing” She shrugged.

“You’ve fucked him. Isn’t it?” I questioned.

“Of course not!!!. He’s too domineering and I can’t deal with it and obviously not his type but Rose that’s not the point. Are you really agreeing to this?” She asked, with a concerned look on her face.

“Grandpa knows best” I shrugged.

“You signed those papers already?” She asked.

“Yeah,” I replied bluntly.

“Then let's do this. Mrs. Prescott. Trust me! Daniel can be a big jerk but I’ve heard good things about him too. His jaws would dropped to the floor when he knows the kind of woman he is getting married to”

“What kind of woman am I?” I sit up again, supporting my back with the pillowcase.

“Rose, you are every man’s dream and I can’t believe a jerk like him will end up with the most reserved, respectable and talented woman I’ve ever known. You are a genius baby girl.” I smiled.

“Really?”

“Yeah and that’s why you are going to get up now, get dressed and let have fun today against tomorrow”

“It’s tomorrow?” I asked, amused.

“What are you talking about?. I saw uncle downstairs and he suggested this whole shopping thing” She giggled happily.

“Grandpa?” My face lit up instantly.

“Yeah…he was with some company and they seemed to be talking about the whole wedding thing. I thought it’s a small wedding not until I found out who your husband to be is from you”

“Fuvk sake!”

“Stop cussing and get dressed before he sweeps you off your feet tomorrow” She replied, sarcastically.

“My hangover”

“Dress up, I will prepare something to help that.” She kissed my cheek and walked out of my room.

I smiled.

At Least I have a friend like her and I won’t be left alone after marriage.

But what, did she just call my husband dick “Public??”

“Watch that mouth of yours!!!” I screamed.

I managed to get out of the bed.

"Aggh" I groaned in pain.

I stood up angrily and walked to my bathroom to get dressed for whatever Amy had in mind for me.

It took me like an hour to get dressed and I settled for a plain red dress that revealed my curvy ass and then I settled for a cute flip flop and packed my hair into a high ponytail.

“And here comes the bride.” Amy announced, as she sighted me coming down the staircase.

“Common don’t be dramatic. I rolled my eyes, and walked towards grandpa to hug him in his wheelchair.

“I raised you better than drinking and being brought home by a stranger. What if someone found out your real identity?” Grandpa said, and he sounded pissed off.

“I…” I stuttered, and turned to Amy. She shrugged innocently.

“Oh come on. I was discharged yesterday and was scared something bad must have happened to you” He concluded.

“I’m not a kid and I’ve you forgotten I learnt taekwondo?” I joked.

“You need to be a responsible wife,” he added.

“Grandpa!!”

“Your hangover tea is ready” Amy interrupts, she’s just trying to bail me out and I appreciate that.

“But, why are we keeping my family wealth a secret?” I questioned.

“It’s not a secret,” He answered.

“But…”

“His family knows except for him and that’s for a reason. You are going to be his biggest supporter and that keeping you safe is the reward” He spats out, and before I could argue further he ordered his guard to push his wheel again.

“Always running” I rolled my eyes.

“Common, chill out. Daniel Prescott is your husband to be, why are you getting yourself worked out” She pulled my hands, and walked me to the dining room.

After having breakfast in the morning with Amy we head out to the mall.

“MY BESTIE IS GETTING MARRIED TO DANILE PRESCOTT!!!!” She screamed out of the mall, and I was full time embarrassed that I pretended to not know her till we got to the car.