Chapter 9

I didn't even sleep last night.

Ugh.

Life sucks.

What is wrong with this man?! First, he was insulting me and my work. Then he basically called me a gold digger. Then he shoved money in my face like a stripper. Then he wants to go on a date. And now he's making me move in with him!

Till I'm right at the edge

I'll take a look at the bottom

And I know it will hurt hitting the ground

But I don't think that I mind the falling

The phone rings and I know exactly who it is.

"What now Mr. pig?"

"I see you're still angry" he sighs

"Oh really, do I not have a reason to feel emotions, your highness?" I ask sarcastically

"Aspen," he says warningly.

"Is there a reason why you called your highness?" I hear him sigh again and pronounce that the movers are outside and that I should stop being lazy and walk outside. That's it. I gripped the phone tighter and threw it at the wall. Watching as it fell into pieces. Satisfaction

I'm now phone less though. I sigh and grip the box with my stuff. There were only about three of them. I dress nicely. Sure. Doesn't mean I own a lot of stuff.

I walk outside the beautiful apartment and sigh in content as the warm sun heats my perfect body. The movers nicely place the things into their truck and I stand there with my soon to be husband-.

No.

I walk outside the stupid apartment kicking the door harshly. I sweat as the sun heats my body and I begin to pant helping the movers. Only if its just one box. The pig though stands on the side watching me amused with his pig like smirk.

"I'm sorry. I didn't know you would be here your highness. I would've worn an extra high push up bra, a tank top, and some high cut off shorts. I apologize" he smirks falls and he glares at me. I only wink and walk back into my apartment to say goodbye.

This was my home. The first and only place I had ever lived. The one Mr. Wright gave me and I couldn't even fight for it. I sigh and close the door. I then return the key to the landlady who was terrified to see me. She even asked the security to take the key.

Wimp.

Going outside, I watch as Dante stands with one hand in his pocket and he uses the other to text. I clear my throat to indicate that I'm here.

"I'll take my car. You lead the way" I say shortly. I walk towards the parking lot when he stops me.

"I sent your car home already, we're going shopping for the-"

"Home? Home?!" I all but yelled, "listen here Mr. Pig, you may force me out of my apartment, and tease me till your tongue falls off, but where you are, Will never be my home. Never. Don't you ever make that slip up again." I seethe. I then march towards the backseat, get in, and slammed the door. When he turns to get in, he looks furious.

Serves him right.

Dante's POV

We sit in silence as I drive to the mall.

Is everything I say turned against me?

I tighten my jaw and park swiftly into an empty spot. I get out and open her door.

"Out," I say curtly. For the first time, she looks just as angry as me so she says nothing and gets out. We walk at a safe distance into the mall. I hear her mutter "I hate this place" and eye her from the corner of my eyes.

Don't all girls love the mall?

Well she isn't like all girls, isn't she? A voice in my head reminds me.

"This place is too expensive. I know a better mall." She suddenly says eyeing the stores.

The hell?

"Too expensive?" I ask confused and she rolls her eyes.

"Yes. As in too much money. As in I'm not buying anything here. As in let's go or I'm walking to your house." She says sarcastically and I can't help the small smile that makes its way onto my face.

She was wearing a green T-shirt that said: "Let me touch your weenie" with a picture of a cocktail sausage on it and tight black leggings that define her curves even more. She had no makeup on which was pretty obvious as she had a natural glow and her hair was in a messy bun.

She was beautiful

"Goodbye." She says suddenly sounding annoyed.

"Wait what"

"I've been trying to get you to move for the last two minutes" she informs turning around "but all you did was stare like the pig you are"

There we go again with the pig!

She sounds amused though so I guess she's okay.

"I'm driving," she says.

"What? No." I deadpan

"I'm the one that knows the place."

"Lead me to it then."

"No."

"Fine but please don't hurt my baby Barbra," I tell her seriously. And she stops in her track looking at me. Her eyes wide and her mouth open.

"What? What's wrong" I ask worriedly

"You named your car...Barbra?" She asks.

"Yes" I reply confused and she bursts out laughing. Laughing to the point where she was gripping my suit jacket and her stomach. She looked like a lunatic in the middle of the parking space.

"Haha. I bet you named your car too"

"Yes I did," she said sobering up.

"What's its name then?"

"Dante," she says and I look at her to verify.

She named her car after me!

My smile grew and I feel-

"Just kidding. Its Jace" she laughs. That little evil laugh.

"Wow," I say standing there. She laughs louder and gets into my car. I get into the passenger's side and watch as she drums her hand on the steering wheel as she drives.

Lord, she's beautiful.