Can't Escape My Terror Possessive Fiancé

"Just take me to the nearest mall. My friends and I are going to meet there. After that, you can go wherever you are goin,," I said while fixing my hair and checking my make up.

I saw him glance at me while driving the car. My brows shot up and I turned my head to look at him. He gave me consecutive glances that made me think he wouldn't answer.

"No. Your father said I will accompany you-"

I did not let him finish his sentence, for I had stopped myself and let out a soft chuckle. His brows furrowed and he glanced at me again, but it was quick.

"What are you? A bodyguard?" I chuckled again because him being a bodyguard would also pass for me. He really doesn't look like a business man!

His perfect jaw clenched, but he did not talk. I shook my head, still laughing, to make him more annoyed.

"You don't want me mad."

I stopped and nearly got chills because of how deep and gruff his voice was.

I felt nervous about his tone. I took a glimpse at him. His eyes were fixed on the road, yet he got a hard grin and his jaw kept on clenching. With that, my mouth was zipped the whole ride and my eyes were trying to busy themselves on the buildings we were passing.

This is going to drive me insane. Everything is! I don't know how Papa and Mama can stand doing this to me. And what did they do to make the Marzons say yes to their proposal? Obviously, I am thinking that all of these are my parents' doing. In particular, my father. Because I have seen them desperate just for the sake of our company. And now they would even make their daughter an instrument just to save it.

I am sick of it now that everything they do for the company irritates me and makes me hurt. My parents' line, "This is for you," makes me want to puke.

If they were only not attending meetings in my school, I would still probably understand it. But now? What exactly is this? This crazy arranged marriage? No! These are not enough valid reasons for me! I will never accept this!

The car stopped in front of the mall but my eyes were on the other side of the lane.

"I'll go now. You go somewhere else and don't disturb me," I said, craning my neck to get a better view on the shop. I wonder if my friends are already there.

"Okay but I will tell this to your father-"

I immediately turned my head to him. "Alright! Alright! But please, stay here! I will just meet my girl friends!"

"You are going to meet your friends yet I am not allowed to come with you?"

"Oh, come on! Who would bring a guy on a girl's date? My friends will ask. They will probably be awkward with it. And we will talk about girly things. I bet you don't want to hear those!"

With that, he let me go. That is the reason I was beaming when I walked into the coffee shop. But he gave me conditions; he asked for my number and told me that I only had one hour. I gave him my phone number, but I'm not going to do the second thing he said. I have an hour to talk with my friends? Hell, one topic takes 2 hours! Who is he to give conditions, anyway? I do not know him. I only know his name. So, if he thinks he can make me obey his commands, he should think again, because I won't.

"Chantylle! Here!" Eliana, who was sitting beside Vivien on the east side of the coffee shop, waved her hands at me.

I waved back as I walked towards their direction. On the way to their table, I noticed how the men turned their heads to me, which I was used to seeing. A grim line formed in my lips.

"Are you okay now?" Vivien asked when I sat down.

I rolled my eyes. "Of course, Vivien."

"Is that Alec's new car? I saw that you came out from it. You two have plans today?"

I looked at what Eliana was looking at. It was Vren's fortuner. I did not notice that our table was in front of the window where Vren parked his car. Now I don't know how to answer Eliana. I knew this would happen! I should've commuted instead!

"I'm thirsty, I will order now. You two didn't wait for me," I said, looking at their coffee, and carefully avoiding Eliana's question.

"That's because you're late!" Elaina whined.

Laughing, I picked my bag and stood up immediately. Before they could even notice what I did, I had already made my way to the counter. The men were again drooling over me. And even if they saw that I caught them looking at me, their faces were so thick that they did not even get embarrassed by what they were doing.

I shook my head and was about to walk past their table when one of them stood up on my way. My brows furrowed as I stopped.

"Hi. I'm Errol," the man who was standing in front of me said. He was wearing a black jacket and black pants.

"So?" I rolled my eyes and continued walking, but I still heard how his friends laughed at him.

I don't like to be rude, but in this circumstance, I don't have time to get to know new individuals. I already have a lot of difficulties right now, and being around new people will only make them worse.

While I was ordering, my phone buzzed. I recognized the sender even though the message came from an unknown number.

Unknown number:

Buy me a coffee too.

Rolling my eyes, I put my phone back in my sling bag and ordered two coffees. That's why when I came back to our table, Eliana and Vivien were wondering why I ordered two when I couldn't even finish one cup of coffee. Again, I did my best to avoid their questions.

"I still couldn't believe what you have said last night, Chantylle," Vivien said after she sipped on her coffee.

We had been talking for almost an hour now, and I thought they had already forgotten about it. And now that they opened that topic, I have to urge you to think of ways to avoid it again.

"Don't believe it. It's not really true," I lied.

"What? You... You almost made us believe it!" Eliana pouted and hit me in my arm.

Meanwhile, Vivien shook her head. "I thought I already got the chance to meet Vren."

I laughed, thinking if she's serious or not. "You were the one who told me how different he is to us. I mean, we're rich, but definitely not as rich as he is. Our worlds were still not the same. That's absurd."

I hope I'd still go in heaven.

Maybe I should keep the truth to myself for the meantime. It will never happen, anyway. So telling them would also be useless.

"Oh my gosh! You're a liar, Chantylle!" Eliana pulled my hair a bit making me snap out of my thoughts.

"What?"

I looked at her, but she wasn't looking at me. She was looking out the window. And when I turned my head to it, Vren was already closing the door of his car. Worse, he even approached me in the coffee shop, which made my jaw drop.

What the hell is he doing? Didn't I tell him not to go out? Now what?

However, I couldn't take my eyes off of him. The way he swiftly held the glass door to open it, my eyes went down to his firm arms. And I saw how people turned their heads at him. Girls from somewhere even squealed when he entered the shop.

My brows furrowed. I put down my cup and crossed my arms while looking at him walking to our table. His eyes were darkly making their way through the crowd, but when our eyes met, his eyes dimmed. He licked his red lips, and that made me look at it.

Oh goodness, Chantylle.

"What are you doing here?" I fired to him when he already reached our table.

He glanced at my friends. It made me look at them too. They were both stunned, staring blankly at the person in front of them. I couldn't help but to massage my temples. When Vren turned to me, I sat properly to keep my pose.

"You are not yet giving me my drink there, so I went out to get it myself," he said huskily.

"You should've texted me," I said firmly.

He licked his lips again and shrugged before he turned to my friends. He bow his head at them politely.

"Vren Marzon," he introduced himself. "I am Chantylle's fiancé.“

My eyes widened. "What are you doing?!" I asked as I glanced at my friends who were still both stunned.

He held my hands and forced me to stand up. In surprise, I immediately tried to get my hands off of him, but I couldn't. "Times up. Your one hour is enough," he said.

Before I could protest, he already dragged me out of the coffee shop.