1 I'm not your fiancee! Jean
Jean stayed heavy-hearted underneath his fiance's bed. She couldn't help but hide herself underneath when she heard her fiancee entered the room with a woman's voice echoing all over the place.
"Tommorow, is your wedding with that bitch! How can you even dare look at her face and say your marriage vows when deep inside, all you care about is her money?" the woman said.
"Everything I did, I did for the both of us baby. When I acquire everything she has, she's good as dead." Kent said. He was Jean's fiancee.
After hearing those words, Jean's tears started flowing from her eyes. Then what she heard afterward are the sound of kisses and moans.
When the two went to the bathroom, Jean found her opportunity to sneak herself out and went to her bachelorette party.
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The party was awesome but Jean couldn't find any enjoyment in it. All she cares is drink to forget everything that she heard and everything that happened a while ago.
"Oh, c'mon Jean girl. Stop drinking already and let's dance!" It was Phoebe. Jean's best friend and the organizer of the party.
"I'm not in the mood to dance" Jean said as she poured another drink in her glass and drink it straight.
"Stop drinking or your not gonna make it on your wedding tommorow. Do you wanna say your vows with a freaking hang over, Jean?" Phoebe grabbed the glass and the bottle of tequila from Jean's hand.
"I just want to forget, Phoebe. Why can't you let me? Give me back my drink." Jean started to get irritated.
"I'll give it to you later. C'mon let's dance. The dancer I hired will be here soon. I promise, I'll give you your drink after."
Jean stood up and walked her way to the dance floor. Feeling tipsy, she saw the huge gift at the center. She knew it was her best friends idea after all.
"Enjoy your night, Jean. It's your last day of freedom!" She shouted at Jean.
The music started to get louder and Jean's sight started to get blurry. It seems like the drink she's been drinking started to kick in as the music grows even louder. She started to walk slowly towards the huge gift and the girls dancing around her started to shout which she couldn't understand why. With their shouts and the loudness of the music, Jean started to get dizzy. She's not used to drinking. In fact, it was her first time drinking which Phoebe, her friend, did not take to notice.
The huge gift opened and a fair, masculine man popped out from it. Girls started to shout more as the man started dancing his way out of the box.
Jean got more dizzy and she suddenly fell. She was waiting for her body to land the ground but she didn't felt the coldness of the floor. Instead, she felt a warm embrace from someone, scent of rose and a masculine lean body.
Then everything went dark.
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Ice felt a strange electric feel when the woman in front of him fell to his embrace. When he came out of the box, it was the saddest face he had seen inside the bachelorette party that he was hired to perform. He doesn't know what to do with her especially with that electric feel he felt a while ago.
"Oh my God! Jean! Wake up! Please don't die!"
The girl screamed as she made her way towards the woman he's holding. The music stopped and everybody was shocked and afraid of what just happened to their bride.
Ice felt her pulse .
"She's not dead." He said to the woman.
"Oh thank God! Could you please help me bring her to her room? She might just be very drank. She never drinks, you know." The woman smiled at him for favor.
"Ok, could you show me her room?" Ice carried the fainted woman and as he looked at her face he couldn't help but get mesmerized by her beauty.
(Like a sleeping Goddess) He thought.
"Ok, bring her to room, 309 at the 9th floor please. I'm afraid I can't accompany you there. I had to see to it that the guests will just forget about what happened and get on with the party. I also had business to continue for Jean's wedding tomorrow. Just see to it that she sleeps well in her bed so that she could make it to her wedding tomorrow. Is that alright with you?" the woman said, explaining like she doesn't care what he'd do to her friend.
"Ok." Ice answered. He's not a man of words. He always gives short answers or even cold response.
The woman gave her a shoulder bag and put it on his neck.
"This is Jean's bag. You can't find anything in it anyway. And here's the key to her room. Make sure she sleeps well."
Ice started to walk out of the hall. The woman he's carrying is not heavy. He made her way inside the elevator and pressed the 9th number.
Inside the elevator is just Ice and the woman named Jean who is so sound asleep. Ice couldn't help but stare at her face.
(The man she's marrying tommorow seems like luckiest man alive.) he thought.
The elevator opened, and he made his way out. Ice looked at the numbers above the doors and when he found the room that the woman stays he could hardly open it because the woman in his arms started to move.
When he finally opened the door he walked towards towards the bed, and slowly laid her to it.
(I just need a second to stare at her for the last time then I'll leave) he thought.
He looked closely at the woman's face. She was fair and everything about her seems perfect to him.
(She's getting married. You don't stand a chance to her.) he thought before he decided to go.
He was about to stand up when the woman woke up and grabbed his arms.
"Please, don't leave me. I promise I'd forget everything I've heard. Please just stay." Jean said. She was about to cry.
(Damn woman! You're just drunk!)
"Look, uhm Miss. I'm not your fiancee, ok. I just dropped you here because you fainted and-" he was not able to continue his sentence when the woman he admired as a Goddess kissed him.
