Chapter 7
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“You have got to be kidding me!” I yell as quietly as possible. I glare at the smirk on Aaron’s infuriating face, “It’s 4 in the morning Aaron!” I say, still trying to be quiet because Candace is still sleeping.
I glance at her sleeping figure and look back at Aaron
“We have work to do, you can’t afford to sleep the time away,” he says.
He is not even trying to be quiet. I step out of the room completely and close the door behind me. “But it’s 4AM, at least have the decency to wait an extra hour.”
It’s not like I have the luxury of sleeping in normally, but I usually get up by 5AM, so every extra hour of sleep counts to me.
“For me Aurora, time is money and we are getting married by the end of the week so… he claps his hands “let’s go.”
I follow him with my face coloured with shock “By the end of the week? I thought it was going to be a big wedding.”
“It is.” he says without looking back. He leads me into a room that looks like a study. I barely have the time to admire the row of books lined up on shelves before he attacks me with an onslaught of questions.
which makes me wonder if…”
“Wait!” I say, interrupting him. From the look on his face, I can tell he does not like being interrupted..
“I am not sure how rich people deal but from the magazines I have read, doesn’t planning a big wedding take months or in
our case, weeks?”
He raises an eyebrow at me with an amused expression on his face “You are currently living at my house.”
I wait for him to clarify what he means by that. He sighs, “You think I will let you live at my place if the duration of planning the wedding was for weeks?”
I huff, “I never asked to come here, you literally ordered me to move in here.”
“I can’t say that’s not true but I wanted you to move in immediately because your place is…”
“A dump” I say, completing his sentence while rolling my eyes,” get it Aaron, you have used that word a million times since you have seen my old place.
He smirks “It’s good to know that you are in touch with reality”
I bristle at his words, “What the **k does that even mean?”
“It means that right now, you are staying at my place for free. The sooner we get started on the 90-day contract, the-better for all of us.” I open my mouth to retort but he raises a finger
and no, you can’t move back into your old place, apart from the fact that your show of pride is unnecessary, it is also important that you are here now. Once the news of the wedding gets out, everyone will want to know who you are, and 1 can’t have them see that place and associate it to me.”
“Well, I am sorry I don’t fit your aesthetic Mr. Scott. Maybe you should have found a better person for the job.”
He waves me off, “No problem” he says, conveniently ignoring what I said at the end.
“The invitations will be sent out by noon. What I need you to do is head down to a designer I have picked out. That is where you will get your dress.”
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I walk further into the study and sit across from him “By noon? And you expect people to come? It’s a whirlwind wedding. 1 am sure people have plans for the weekend that does not involve honouring a sudden invitation.”
He chuckles “Honey, I am Aaron Scott. People would consider it a privilege to be invited to my wedding, no one is going to consider the short timing.”
I frown at his words and the fact that I know that he is not lying. People would want to come to the wedding, some might even scramble for it.
I swallow my bitter response and clear my throat “When do I have to go to the designer?”
“By SAM, I already made an appointment.”
I snort, “You are really on top of things aren’t you?”
“I just want to get this whole shit over with.”
I grimace at his choice of words, “Yeah, you have made that blatantly obvious. So, did you wake me up by 4AM to tell me I have an SAM appointment or is there something else.”
He taps the file in front of him, “I need you to familiarize yourself with the guest list.” he pushes the file towards me and I flip through it. My mouth drops open wider at every page I turn
I point at the photo on the page 1 am currently on, “She is the D***ss.” I say in awe.
I could tell by the look on his face that he found my shock amusing, but I couldn’t care less.
His guest list was filled with dignitaries I have never imagined I would meet in my lifetime. So, forgive me, if I am fan- girling a little bit
“I understand that you are a Scott, but isn’t the royal family always busy going from one event to the other. How can she possibly have time for wedding on such short notice”
I had a stalking-the-royal-families phase so I am well versed in these things.
He shrugs like it is not a big deal, “We have business together. Let’s just say she would want to cozy up to me a little.”
My eyebrows shoot up, somebody would think that he was talking about a random woman and not a freaking D****
He chuckles at my expression and I am momentarily caught off guard by his dazzling smile. It’s not like it is the first time he would smile at me but this one seems genuine, harmless and with him in casual clothes.
it is easy to create an illusion that we are just an engaged couple planning their wedding guest list.
I shake my head at the absurdity of my thoughts. It is just a job, one I will be done with in 90 days, no use getting flustered by a man that does not even remember me.
To him, I am probably just another passing fancy in his list of one night stands. If he even remembers to keep a list.
He clasps his hands on the table “Do you have any family I need to worry about? Eroin my research I would say no, but I will like to hear it from you.”
I shook my head “Nope, it’s just me and Candace.”
He raises an eyebrow “The foster sister, do I need to worry about her?”
Shoot
I plaster a smile on my face, “She is not going to be back for a long time. We keep out of each other’s business.”
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He doesn’t look convinced. “You don’t sound very close, how could she possibly entrust her daughter to you?”
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I shrug trying to appear nonchalant, “I am all she has so….” I trail off, hoping he would get the hint and stop prying.
Thankfully he does, he leans back in his seat and gestures at me to continue looking through the file.
After I am done. I raise my head to look at him. He is busy on his phone but immediately put its down when I clear my
throat
“So, you are familiar with everyone there now?”
1 nod. Yes I am familiar but I hope I will not still end up gaping at them.
“Good, because I don’t want my bride to be a gaping mess.” I glare at him “What do you mean by that?”
“From what I have noticed, you tend to let your shock show on your face. Even when you try to hide it, it still slips. I wouldn’t want you to stare at everyone open-mouthed at the wedding.”
Even though he is right and I understand what he means. I can’t help but feel insulted by his words “I don’t gape” I say
frowning.
“If you say so.” he reaches into a drawer behind the table and brings out an envelope.
He digs into the envelope and brings out a picture “This is the man that will be walking you down the aisle. His name is Phil, he is supposed to be an uncle.”
I wordlessly collected the picture. I stare at the heavily bearded man, his piercing blue eyes stare back at me. We look nothing alike, but I guess that doesn’t matter.
“Apart from a few distant relatives, Albert is the only family I have got so, there won’t be many people on my side of the table either.” he says as if trying to console me over the fact that a stranger is walking me down the aisle.
I kiss my teeth. “Okay, can I go now?” I glance at the clock on the wall “Candace will wake up soon.”
He raises a questioning eyebrow “Don’t children usually sleep in
1 smile
“Not my Candace.” I stand up to walk out of the room
“Dress well to your appointment, I don’t quite agree with your wardrobe but I am sure there should be a decent dress in their somewhere.”
I smile but it probably looks more like a grimace “Sure Aaron.” the smile drops from my face immediately I walk out of the study.
Just 90 days, Aurora.
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