Chapter 3

SOLEIA POV

"WAH!” I shouted, rolling over in my slovenly sheets and accidentally fell from the bed as the sunlight hissed at my face. I'm still laying down on the floor, can't even stand up and open my eyes.  My head really hurts. Of course, it hurts! My head thumped on the floor very well.

"Ouch. What the hell did I dream last night?" I rubbed my head.

I just noticed that every breath I exhaled smelled faintly of decomposing corpses. Thankfully, I had nobody to share this putrid moment with. Yeah. Sometimes it's good to be single.

"Sol, you're funny."

This voice.

I look up.

Eh?

"WHAT ARE DOING IN MY ROOM?!" I quickly stand up and crawling back to my bed. Cover my whole body with a blanket. I leave some space to pop out my face so that I can see him.

"You shouted at me? That's new. I never thought that you can be this cute." Elvian stands up from his place and correcting his shirt.

"This is my room. Don't you have any manners?" I said as I clearing my throat. Maintaining my calm expression. But I could hear Elvian's chuckled closer to me.

"Sol, are you mad? I'm sorry~" I take a peek to look at his face. I know it! That puppy like face again. He always knows how to win my heart again. I admit my defeat.

"Now go out. I want to take a shower."

Elvian nodded and go straight to my door. His face seems disappointed and he even pouting! Oh, God. I really want to pinch that cutie cheeks. His face never failed to win my heart. But it's no good Soleia. You need to be matured. Control your emotions.

It's not just that.

"Sol, do you want to go out after this? Just the two of us. It's been a while right?" He said before opening the door.

"Sure."

Just a simple and short answer, he already jumps happily. Really, this boy. Maybe he just 5 years old boy trapped in the body of 18 years old teenager? It's probably it is.

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"Allison wants to meet you this lunch, right?" Elvian asked before starts the engine car.

"I never agree to that." I'm wrapped my arm around Elvian's left arm and quickly dragged him to the car.

But then,

"Where do you want to go, Sol? Didn't I say that I want to meet you?"

I look back. This witch. Again.

She stands in front of the mansion's main door. Crossed her arms over her chest. She was casual, but smartly dressed in jeans and hipster jacket. Her face was made up, but not overdone and her long black hair was pulled back into a pony-tail. Yet somehow I was drawn to watch her.

"I'm sorry Allison. Seems like I have to skip you today for my Elvian." I said as I walk away from her.

"Sol, why don't you listen to her this once? I'm promised you that I will do whatever you want me to do." I look up. I hate this. That puppy like face again. He always knows that I'm gonna lose if he put on that face. This cute man!

"Okay then." I end up agreeing with him.

"I love you, Sol!" He replied as he peck on my cheeks. This man. Really. If he's not my brother I might as well fallen for him. I brushed my cheeks pretend that I hate skinship. Even though I love that very much.

"Let's go to my roo-"

I walk pass through Allison and make my way to her room. She just following my pace. I just happen to walk in the standard phase so that she can follow me. It's not like I'm a bad guy or what.

"You guys are really close." She said.

"So?"

"Even though you are not really siblings. Biologically." She continued.

I quickly closed her mouth and pinned her against the wall. She really calm for someone who just speaks something that shouldn't be said out loud. I am very sure that my breath can touch her nose despite how close we are.

"I have many ways to sew that dirty mouth of yours if you dare to say that in front of Elvian," I said as I let go of my hands.

"You really creep me out, Sol." She chuckled and proceed to get into her room. I then follow her to her room.

That status is our barrier. I knew this when I'm about to be sent to Paris. Three years ago. But Elvian he, still young at that time. Perhaps father did not tell him yet. It just not the time yet. I didn't plan to hide this from him forever.

"Have a seat, Sol."

I sit on her sofa. This room, I can't really describe how big and spacious this is. The size might be triple from my own room. That's really unfair.

"Spit it out."

"You really don't like sweet talk, don't you?" She put down her cups on its plate and correcting her posture while her eyes suddenly change.

"Let's make a deal."

Deal? Sounds interesting. I'm still not showing any expression to her yet.

"We're not in good terms, we both know that very well. By just seeing your eyes and how you treat me, I know that you want to get rid of me so badly, don't you? But guess what? I don't want this family either. What a plot twist, isn't it?" She then let out a big laugh.

What? Is this a joke?

"I always knew that you're just a gold digger. No need to explain that for me. My father really such a fool for having you as his mistress. Serves him right." I said as I reach a cup that prepared in front of me and sip it gently.

"Stop it right there. I'm not a gold digger okay? "

"Husband's stealer. Is that okay with you?" I replied calmly.

"You-! Whatever. Since I don't like you and I want to get out of this family, I will bear it somehow. About the deal."

"You got my all attention."

"I'll make sure this deal will benefit both of us. Since you're already matured enough, I got no hesitation to make this deal. With this deal, I can get out of this family and you will not be able to see me again."

"Have you heard of political marriage?"

I'm nodded.

"I want you to marry my son."

I quickly stand up from my seats. Surprise with the rumor that I thought was wrong but it ended up was right. I'm trying to catch my breath again. She have a son?

"Did my father..know about this?"

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