Original: Memory lane

Trevor

I remember the first time I laid my eyes on hers, I had been running up late that day for a conference  that I never even wanted to be invited to. 

Dad was the supposed guest of honour but he wasn't up for it, fever didn't let him- in that case, I was the most suitable replacement since I was the ceo in making so I had to cover for him. The conference's theme was 'Businesses in today's world'.

Everyone were seated already, the hall was crowded, and I, including the Vice chancellor of the school and some professors sat at the upper side of the hall, strictly VIP.

The VC stood up to address the students and stuffs like that because I honestly wasn't listening, I couldn't wait to get the fuck out of the school and transfer my aggression to Laura. One of the girls I call over whenever I needed to release some tensions and Laura seemed to be the best option since the others didn't come close to her when it came to rough sex.

Well that was until the door opened, a heavy panting girl strolled it majestically as if she owned the goddamn school. She was by far the most prettiest girl I ever laid eyes on, her red hair and grey eyes stood out amongst her features, even though it's a weird combo but that only made her more prettier, she had curves in all the right places with an hour glass figure, she could make any gay turn straight.

She looked to be about 5'5 feet tall, her boobs were average- no doubts it would fit my hands perfectly and her ass- good God! Her voluptuous backside begged to be squeezed, if I had a fill of her just once, I would die a happy man.

She seemed fierce like she could take on the world herself- in that moment, she reminded of a spitfire. My spitfire. Wait! Hold up! Where did that came from? I was already getting possesive of the poor girl, maybe not only me, my dick was ready to show her who's boss.

I wouldn't lie, she really intrigued me like no one else and I found my fingers itching to brush her long tresses. My thoughts were cut short when the VC's voiced boomed in the speaker.

"And why are you late Miss Maxwell?" The old man asked, giving her a stink eye.

"And why are you growing your hair again?" She retorted, earning snickers from a few lecturers and students. I could only think of 'wow! She's got some fire in her which matched greatly with her hair.

"Wha-at do you m-ean?" The gruff man stuttered, his cheeks heated up from embarrassment. Poor man, I thought.

"Can you continue Mr Darling, please?" She innocently asked like she hadn't just embarrassed the man in front of half of the school.

I chuckled silently when she mentioned 'Darling', like what the fuck is that? No offence but who bears the name Darling? And the funniest thing was that the said man didn't by any chance looked like a darling, I mean the fucker was glaring holes at my spitfire, he was already a big fat no on my blacklist.

The man did looked stupid with his growing hair, there are some spaces in between making him look like a hair loss patient. Skin cut would cover for it though.

After that little show, she sauntered over to a blondehaired beauty and sat next to the empty space beside her. After minutes that seemed like forever, they shared a few words and giggled, that's how much my eyes bored into her- one thing that was clear was that, they never acknowledged the boring words coming out of the Vice chancellor's mouth. One hour into the conference, she looked like she would rather be anywhere but the there, well that made the two of us.

Truth be told, my eyes wouldn't stop looking in her direction, it's like she casted a spell on me or something and the annoying part was, she never for once looked in my direction.

.....

"Hello, is anyone there?"

Alessia is here. Oh my God, she really is here. 

I jumped up from the couch like my butt caught fire, whilst smiling stupidly, I made my way to the living room.

Standing in front of me was Alessia, looking flawless as always. She had on nothing much, just sweats yet my heart did a flip at the sight. It's a wonder that all those plastic barbies trying so hard to look perfect couldn't even make my heart skip beats.

"Uhmm" She mumbled.

Which reminded me that I was supposed to be mad at her, her beauty distracted me.

"Welcome to your new home Alessia, the maids will bring your luggages up" I said coldly. I couldn't afford to let my guard down, girls are always quick to work on that. Although, my heart hates me for doing that to her but it's not like she didn't deserve it.

"Oh. Okay." She said each word with a pause inbetween.

You shouldn't feel guilty Trevor

"Clarisse!" I called out to my  house keeper and cook.

"What do you need Master?" Clarisse asked, bowing her head in submission.

"Show Miss Alessia to her room, you'll be seeing more of her now, she's my fiancee."  Clarisse nodded her head eagerly and moved to Alessia's side.

I felt Alessia's eyes glaring daggers at me but honestly I couldn't care less and she needed to know her place, wife or not.

I think we already established the fact that she gets extra attention from me but it's not my fault that my heart has a mind of its own.

With that, I walked past my soon to be wife without a single word. Knowing myself, I headed straight to my best friend's, it's time for my private bachelor party.

Alessia

What the fuck just happened? That was the only thing my brain could come up with.

Was this how my life was going to be now? Who knew being a douche bag's fiance was so much work?

How could that idiot treated me like I didn't exist? Like a trash bag?

I hate to admit it but it hurts to be neglected especially from him.

"Miss Alessia, how about I show you to your room now." The maid who I learned her name was Clarisse said to me.

"Of course and please call me Alessia" I said whilst smiling, hoping she wouldn't notice the hurt plainly written on my face, who was I kidding? She definitely noticed with the look of pity she gave me.

She smiled back at me and indicated I follow her. I shouldn't focus on the bad side, there's always a bright side in every situation right? At least I get my own room, maybe that's not so bad especially in an Eden in disguise like this place.

One thing I was clearly sure of was that I was in for a ride, a total emotional ride but the bigger question is- am I ready for it?