"What happened?" I rubbed my eyes and sloppily walked down the stairs. I heard loud noises of a couple arguing and my eyebrows furrowed in confusion, until my gaze fell upon none other than my dear grandmother."See," Robert said as a matter-of-fact and her head whipped towards me.Her eyes widened in surprise, her mouth opening and closing like a gasping fish and she shook her head repeatedly. "No, this-this can't be. This is unacceptable!""She is your granddaughter, sweetheart," Robert stated with emphasis and my dear grandma gritted her teeth."This? This is not my granddaughter! Not this!" She pointed at me while I lazily scratched my left leg with the toe of my right leg, yawned and wiped the drool from the corner of my mouth with the back of my sleeve."Well, suck it up dear grandma," I mocked her and she slowly cleared her throat while composing her posture."Very well then," she said calmly, recovering quickly from the initial shock and mortification. "Grab these bags and put

"You don't have to come, really," Ian said sincerely and I shook my head."What if I want to? Your mum doesn't mind my company and she especially loves it when I bring Peaches and Kyle over. She loves being around kids and she reminds me so much of my own mum. I want to be there for her and try to keep her happy," I replied in a low, shaky voice and Ian's face lit up, beaming at me.Ever since I got to know about Ian's mum's condition, I visited daily. I would bring old, philosophical books from the library and read it to her. I would bring Peaches and Kyle who would enthusiastically show her their picture books. She would sometimes tell me stories about my mum, how they were both good friends before she passed away.Ian's mum had almost lived her entire life in our town and had lived for a while in London when she was married to Ian's dad. She mentioned wistfully that it was a blissful marriage until some differences came along and they separated.Ian was clearly a mama's boy and it

"You don't have a girlfriend?" I asked Ian while taking off my shades, coolly sipping cold lemonade like it was some expensive champagne and leaned against the tree.We were now sitting in Ian's backyard and were almost done with our picnic lunch. Ian's mum and I casually chatted about our town while Ian simply listened, occasionally responding. Unfortunately, halfway through the lunch, Ian's mum felt sick again so he had to help her inside the house. Now, only Ian and I were continuing with our little picnic under the giant oak tree which occupied most of the place in the backyard."No, never had the time to find a girlfriend." Ian shrugged nonchalantly and I nodded in understanding.I bit into my large sandwich and chewed in delight, when suddenly Ian pointed over my mouth and chuckled. My eyebrows furrowed in confusion as I swallowed my sandwich and brought my hand over my mouth. I gave him a perplexed look and asked flippantly, "What?""You got mayo all over your mouth," he said

*This chapter might not be suitable for pure souls.*His arms circled around my waist, lifting me up and my legs wrapped around his hips in it's own accord. His one hand below my firm bum, supporting my body against him and his other hand wrapped around my neck. His lips were locked into mine the entire time, demanding and devouring me. I was completely at his mercy. My hands clutching his shoulders helplessly as I felt weak and dizzy in his strong arms.He swiftly walked forwards and slammed me against the wall, causing a gasp to escape my lips."Do you still want me?" he asked gruffly, his voice raw and his eyes filled with lust."Hell yes," I breathed and his lips twitched upwards.He yanked my hair back causing me to whimper in pain and a weird excitement, a sensation I was so unfamiliar with. He trailed kisses down my throat greedily, sucking at the flesh on my collar bone which made me shudder. I could feel him smile triumphantly against my skin, he was loving how my body respon

Clark wasn't on Instagram because he thought it was a waste of time and was for the jobless people who just wanted to flaunt stuff. On the other hand, I was initially quite pleased and flattered to be somewhat popular. Somehow the people had managed to discover my Instagram account because I got over twenty thousand followers liking my silly memes and embarrassing pictures. After all, I was the 'billionaire's girlfriend.'The people expected Clark's girlfriend to be well dressed, elegant and sophisticated, but I was quite the opposite with my usual grin in most pictures sporting my brother's old clothes. However, the people did start to like me because of how relatable I felt to them, just a commoner in love with a billionaire and blah blah, all that fairytail nonsense. I had even posted some pictures of Clark and me, the one with the most number of likes was where I was pulling Clark's cheeks in London and he was glaring at the camera. People were fangirling in the comments like we w