Chapter 9: Chapter 9

Here comes the scream again.

"Ahhhhhhh!" Rebecca screamed excitedly.

A few minutes after I accepted Richie’s proposal, my phone was blasting with calls, most were unknown numbers so I didn’t pick them up. I only missed call I picked up was Rebecca’s. She screamed through the phone immediately as I answered it. She was so excited that she had to come to meet me at the office. I told her to wait since there were only a few hours until work is over but you know Rebecca, she has no patience in her.

"Do you seriously have to do this?" I question for the second time.

Rebecca has been blabbing my ears with screams and joyful songs and I feel like ripping her throat out of its socket so she can keep quiet.

"Oh my god, babe, I am so happy for you. I feel like screaming excitedly again."

"Oh no, you don’t." Before she could scream my ears out again, I instantly put my hand against her mouth.

"You are not saying a word. You hear me?" I say

She muffle her words against my hand but I didn’t take my hand off her mouth. I am not letting her scream again. She has had her moment and that is enough.

"Let go of my mouth." She says taking my hand off her mouth.

"We are in an office cubicle Rebecca, if not for me could you at least shut up so nobody gets distracted?"

"No one is gonna get distracted by a scream, the real distraction is when I take my bra off and throw it at that hot guy’s desk." She pointed at the man sitting across my desk.

I facepalmed my forehead. The one thing I like about Rebecca is that she does exactly as she says. I will not be surprised if she actually pulls her bra out and throws it to the desk. She is so crazy.

"Do you wanna see me distract someone?"

"No." I instantly responded.

"Okay, but do you have some champagne here? I want some champagne."

"This is an office Rebecca, people work here and no we don’t have any champagne."

She rolls her eyes "You know, you are kinda rude."

"Oh my god! Now I’m rude." I ask.

She nodded humming her response. Maybe I’m acting a little rude- I don’t know, I am just stressed out. The pile of documents, the ‘yes I will marry you’ it’s just a lot to handle in one day.

"I’m just stressed out Rebecca," I say. I think I need a massage

"I know what you need right now. A refreshing moment at the club. We are gonna have so much fun, we’re gonna dance, and party all day.

"Go to the club and leave work? Absolutely no."

"Come on, I’m sure your boss won’t mind or should I say your fiancé."

I rolled my eyes as a sigh escaped my mouth. I think I should get used to hearing that.

"Speaking of him, here he comes." She grins pointing in the direction Richie just head out from.

"He’s coming this way, he’s coming this way." She repeated tapping on my shoulder "I better go and leave you lovers alone."

"What, no, wait……..oh shit." I groan watching Rebecca walk away.

I instantly sit on the chair and was pretending to work on something.

"Rachel, are you busy?" Richie asks immediately as he approaches me.

"Uhm- yeah, I am quite busy. W-why did y-you ask." I stammer the last part as I felt Richie’s hot breath on my neck. He gently began kissing my neck and I try so hard not to moan.

"S-stop what you a-are doing, people are watching." I say exhaling. Why do I always feel hot when he is near me?

"You want me to stop because people are watching? You like my touch don’t you?" He huskily whispers in my ear gently nipping on my earlobe

Swallowing the lump in my throat, I try to ignore the warmth seeping between my legs.

"I don’t." I finally say

"Liar, I know you like my touch." He sucks harder on my neck. I didn’t say a word as I silently moaned at his warm lips.

"Look over there, you see that guy." He whispers in my ear

"Yeah." I breathe out

"He is stealing glances at us. I think he likes how we are together." His hot breath fanning my ear. I feel tickles right now.

"Okay," I say

"Just okay, sweetheart. You could have said something like. Yes, we look good."

"You are distracting me from working." I suddenly say

"I’m distracting you?" I could feel his gaze on me but I refused to look at him because if I do, my face will be mere inches away from his.

I shook my head as Richie swirl the chair around and made me face him. He leans incredibly close to me, too close that if he moves an inch closer his lips will be on mine.

"I want to take you on a date." He said

I felt his warm breath across my face and the smell of peppermint which sent chills down my body. I nodded and a gorgeous smile tugged around the corner of his lips. He lean an inch closer to me and his lips brushed against mine. He kissed me intensely with his tongue as he traced it across the bottom of my lip.

"The caress of your lips seemed much softer this time." He smirks. I widen my eyes in shock. How dare he say that in public? I could hear the lady sitting next to me muffling her laughter.

"I will text you the date address." With that, he swirls my chair around back to its appropriate position and he turns to leave.

"What are you looking at?" I say to the lady sitting next to my desk. I rolled my eyes at her and turned to my desktop. I have already finished working on all the documents I was supposed to work on today so basically, I don’t have anything to do. I taped on the games app and began playing Mario. One of my childhood favorites games. I feel like every kid had played these games before.

***

Later that day. I changed into the blue strappy dress with matching heels. I applied a touch of black smoky eyeshadow, black eyeliner, and nude lipstick. The dress is Rebecca’s choice and well the heels too. Rebecca also has a date tonight so I asked Rebecca to change her date plans and make it the same location as that mine at least this way I won’t be totally uncomfortable around Richie.

No sooner did we arrive at the restaurant and Rebecca abandoned me to meet up with her boyfriend which was sitting five tables away from me. I sat alone for a while and the waiter approached me to take my order. I told the waiter that I am waiting for someone and that he should come back five minutes later. I don’t think it’s appropriate to order anything without Richie being here.

I was getting bored so I decide to scroll through the instablog. I can’t believe Richie and I are everywhere on Instagram. I have never gotten this many likes on my post. Richie is gradually turning me into a celebrity.

Scrolling through my Instagram feed, I noticed that someone created a lame hashtag for the combination of my name and Richie #Richel. This is the lamest thing I’ve ever heard.

No sooner did the waiter approach me again.

"Has it been five minutes?" I ask the waiter

"It’s been ten minutes ma’am."

I checked my watch to confirm. The waiter is right and Richie is twenty minutes late. Richie and I were supposed to meet by seven pm sharp but I took the ten minutes out of it. I thought it was good to make him wait even if it is just for ten minutes. But my plans turned around and now here I am waiting for Richie.

This is great.

I guess I have to order before Richie gets here.

"Get me any appetizer of your choice," I say annoyed by how Richie stood up to me tonight.

He is such a guy. First, he proposes unexpectedly and then he asks me on a date on which he is twenty minutes late.

"Would you like our special appetizer for the day, it’s cheese, ham, and olives bite." The waiter says smiling

"Yeah, whatever. And get me a glass of wine."

"Make that two," Richie says from behind the waiter.

It’s about time he arrives.

"I am so sorry I’m late." Richie takes a sit and hands me a red rose

"Making a girl wait, how charming." I gave him a weak smile and snatched the flowers from his hand with force.

"Easy lady. I just apologized."

"Thanks for the explanation, it really helped a lot." I say sarcastically

"Will a kiss help?" He smirks.

I rolled my eyes. Is he drunk right now?

"I had a last minute meeting Rach, I’m sorry." He says

"Last minute meeting, that’s what they always say." I sniffed the flowers. It has a magnificent fragrance.

"I didn’t attend the meeting Rach, this date is more important to me than any meeting so I told them that I wasn’t going to attend it."

"Then why did you get late?"

"The paparazzi saw you walking into the restaurant and I know that if I walk in they ruin our dinner by asking us stupid questions. I had to wait outside for a while to make sure that they are gone. I know I should have texted you about it and I am sincerely sorry for that."

Okay, now he’s making me feel bad.

I was about to speak when the waiter came with my order. He placed it on the table and went back to the kitchen.

"I hope you like cheese bite?" I ask

"If my lady likes it, I like it but before we start eating, I have something to tell you." He says

"I want you to move in with me."

~ RICHIE POV

I have just finished getting ready for my date with Rachel. I wore a navy blue tuxedo with black Oxford shoes. I was brushing my hair when a servant knocked on my door. I told him to come in and as he did, he informed me that papa wants to talk to me. Whenever someone tells me that papa needs to talk to me I feel very nervous. I know it’s something important and I’m afraid that I won’t be able to do what he says and that will make him disappointed.

I put on my tie, briefly brushed my hair, and went to meet papa.

"Buon pomeriggio papà, ho sentito che mi stai cercando. (Good afternoon papa, I heard you are looking for me.)" I say once I entered the living room. My relationship with papa is quite formal.

"Sì, io sono. Devo dirti una cosa prima che te ne vada. (Yes I am. I need to tell you something before you leave.)"

"C'è qualche problema (Is there any problem?)" I ask, concerned.

"Ci sarà, se non prendi subito la ragazza (There will be if you don't get the girl immediately.)"

"Ma papà, c'è ancora tempo (But papa, there's still time)"

"Non abbiamo molto tempo, non possiamo gestire Erza a lungo. Sta diventando un problema per noi. (We don't have much time, we can't handle Erza for long. He is becoming trouble for us.)" He yells

"Tutto ciò che dobbiamo fare, dobbiamo farlo in fretta (Anything we have to do, we have to do it fast)." Papa continues to talk.

I just nodded and heard him speak.

"Ok, papà (Okay, papa)" I say turning to leave.

Before I could leave, he called out my name; making me turn to look at him expectantly.

"Assicurati di fare il trasloco stasera. La voglio qui entro la fine della settimana. (Make sure that you make the move tonight. I want her here before the end of the week.)"

I nodded and head out of the room. It’s too early for that, I can’t pressurize Rachel to move in with me. She doesn’t even know me for that long, I know that she won’t agree to this no matter what I say. Why can’t papa just understand? If he wants me to gain Rachel’s trust I have to go slow on her.

This is so frustrating. On one hand, is Rachel, I don’t know how to convince her, and on the other hand is papa; I don’t want papa to be disappointed in me.