Ep. 7- What about me?
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Louise POV
I close my eyes, trying to formulate a plan. If Axel sees my house ... damn, he's going to be angry! He might even bring me to my parent's place.
It will be a disaster. I haven't talked to my parents for almost a year now. They don't approve of my exploits. My parents think that my travels are useless to me. They're not aware that I'm racing.
But they know I was involved in some underground racing before, and they reprimanded me for it. Locked me up in the house for two months before my mother decided that it's time to send me to finishing school.
My father, then, wants me to join him at the company. He wants me to help run our business, but my brother's are already doing it. Well, my third brother and eldest brother only.
My eldest brother, Lucas, is the current CEO of Archer International Shipping.
My third brother, Lucien, is the current CEO of Archer Entertainment and Press.
As for my second brother, Leo has his own company. He owns Evergreen Property Investments. He invests and supports agriculture industries. He's into saving Mother Earth.
Good work for him.
As for my fourth brother, Leon, he's in the military. The youngest major general in the country. He serves on the Alpha squad, a specialized group dealing with terrorists.
Compared to them... I'm still proud of my achievements. I made a name for myself.
I'm a race car driver, and I have won two championships in Europe. This time, the tournament will be held in California, so I'm going. But I'm participating under a pseudonym, and no one has seen my face because it's always under a helmet.
A closed-off helmet. The only tell to my identity is the silver-winged bird insignia on my uniform. I manage to build a company on my own. My achievements... they are undoubtedly amazing.
I sigh... but my parents might burst a nerve if they know what I'm doing. I lean my head on the car window, trying to think about what I should do. Maybe, I should get down?
"Where is your house, Louise? We've been driving around here, and you're not saying anything!" Axel sounds irritated, and he keeps on watching his watch.
"Are you in a hurry?" I ask him. The reporters said he was on a date earlier. Was it Miranda? The famous face of Laurel, Miranda Gale?
"I need to go somewhere," Axel replies to me. He's staring outside, trying to discontinue this conversation — my lips curve.
"Oh? Where?" I ask him. I have this feeling that I won't like his answer. I feel like the third wheel of their relationship even if I'm his fiance. I feel like I shouldn't be getting in between them.
What about me? I thought this Miranda flavor will expire after a few weeks but now? If they're still together, then, it's more than three months now since the first post about them.
Axel frowns. "Why do you have so many questions?"
I shrug my shoulders. "I want to know. What are you so defensive about?... Perhaps you're doing something illicit?"
I ask this to him, laughing.
"Illicit? What do you think should I do then?! You're only my fiance on paper. You don't expect me to be loyal to you, right? We're nothing to each other!" Axel sounds irritated.
Ouch! It's like a slap to my face. I frown as I grip my pants. Damn it! Then, why the hell am I freaking loyal to you? I want to shout this to his face. I want to tell him these words.
He's freaking guilty. I feel a stab of pain in my heart.
"Really?" I ask him angrily. "We're nothing? Then why are you goddamn here?"
I rattle the door of the car. "I'm getting the f**k out! I want out! Let me out of here!" I shout and shout until my voice is hoarse.
Axel pales and tries to stop me. "Stop that, what are you doing? We're moving in a freeway. What if that opens? Are you crazy?"
Axel grabs me, and I fall on him directly as he falls to the floor. My hands are on his chest while his hands are on my waist. This is the closest that we have ever been into. I can feel his breath on my face, traveling through my body and his touch sending electrical sparks all over me.
We have a spark between us... but he doesn't see it.
"Axel," I call out his name. What do I do? Isn't this the part where I should kiss him? Isn't this what the movies play out? Should I do it? A debate's happening in my head.
"Get off me! Get up, Louise! You're heavy," Axel says to me. I move like I got electrocuted or something.
"Hey, I'm not heavy! You told me earlier that I'm light!" I snap at him, trying to cover my embarrassment.
"This is now. That was earlier," Axel tells me. I pout.
"Liar, liar, pants on fire," I tease him.
"Who's the liar between us?" Axel pinches my nose. "Do you have a house?"
I frown. "Of course I have a house!"
"Where is it, then?" Axel sounds doubtful. "You keep changing topics. Where is it?"
"I... well, it's on the other side of the city," I answer him in a mournful voice. Damn, this is the end of me.
"Where?"
"Tell the driver just to drive, and I'll tell you where," I answer to him. I'm so nervous now. He'll surely bring me to my parents! I won't be able to avoid this talk.
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"What the hell is this place?" Axel asks me, shocked.
I close my eyes, trying to calm down. "It's my house."
"House? This doesn't look like a house; this is a dump!" Axel says to me. "Your house is an abandoned warehouse in a dangerous neighborhood?!"
He looks furious.
"Axel... Well-" I try to explain, but he deposited me in the car already.
"In no f*****g hell are you staying there!" Axel's gritting his teeth.
"Wait, this place is under renovation! It's not done yet that's why it looks like a dump as you said!" I try to explain as fast as I can.
"Drive!" He instructs the driver.
"Axel, please... where are you bringing me?" I ask him. "Don't take me to my parents."
Axel sighs. "Where should I bring you, then?"
"Take me with you."
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