"Hailey open the door. Hailey"

I groaned and rolled in my bed, pulling my pillow closer.

"Hailey open the door"

More loud knocks came from the door and I groaned again. "Uhh go away"

"Hailey come out now!!!" My landlady screamed from the other side and I woke up looking startled.

"What?" I whined.

"Come out"

I rubbed the sleep from my eyes and pulled the covers away. "So annoying" I grumbled and stood up, putting on my fluffy pink slippers.

I groggily walked over to the door and opened it. "What?"

She stood on the other side with an avacodo face pack on her face and hands on her hips. "I don't know what you've been up to these days but you better not bring me any trouble"

I wrinkled my nose. "What did I do to you?"

"Look out the window" She jerked her chin towards my window.

Yawning again I sauntered to the window and looked down. And my eyes almost popped out of my sockets.

Flocking the entrance of the house was the press. Holding cameras and mics, waiting till - till I COME!

"What the hell-"

"Did you murder someone?"

I snapped my head at the landlady. "What did you say?"

"Did you commit some crime? Or why else would the press be interested in a mediocre girl like you?"

I sniffled. "Okay now I'm low key offended"

"Whatever" She waved a dissmissive hand. "Take care of this or the next thing I'll do is throw you out of my house" She said as she walked away.

I looked back at the group of reporters gathered at the front step of the house. And only one thing came to my mind. Ian fucking Kingston, you are dead!

With every intention of killing him I checked the clock on my desk to go to work and almost killed myself seeing it.

I was already late and had only 15 minutes to get ready.

I dashed to the bathroom and did the quickest possible shower ever. Then changing into pants and a white shirt I swiftly brushed my hair and stormed down the staircase with my heels on my hands.

Then I did a mistake. I forgot the reporters and opened the damn front door.

Shit.

"Miss Evans can you tell us more about your relationship?"

"What is the exact date you met him?"

"When did he propose to you?'

The reporters started striding in through the front door, bombarding me with countless question.

"Miss Evans how is it like to date-"

"Oh my god! leave me alone" I began waving my heels like a weapon, trying to scare them away but they kept coming in.

"Marta!!! I screamed from the top of my lungs to my landlord. "Open the back door!!!"

"You come and open it. I'm not your servant"

"Oh for God's sake" I grumbled and ran to the kitchen. Seeing the press follow me I quickly grabbed the door knob and tried to open it but the door was locked.

In panic, my eyes surveyed the room and found a small open window to the right.

I scurried over and squeezed through, losing ten pounds on my way out. Then I landed face flat on the cement ground and the pain that traveled through my bones - fantastic haha jokes on me.

I wearily stood up, rubble stinging on the palms of my hands.

"She's over there. She's over there" A reported shouted, pointing to me and I snapped my head at him in horror.

The other reporters scrambled out of the house and started running towards me, holding their cameras out.

"You little bitches" I cursed and ran the other way barefoot, holding my heels and my handbag for my life.

I ran straight to the bus stop and jumped on to a bus, scaring every passenger in it. Feeling breathless and out of will power to move a single muscle I crashed on to a corner seat, panting heavily.

By the time I reached the ATC I wasn't any better. Leaves still stuck out of my hair, my face red after falling flat on the cement, my feet and my hands soar, my pants creased, my blouse ruined. The only difference was, I had my heels on.

When I entered the building, everyone gasped.

It was either because of my appearance or the fact that I was the boss's fiancé.

Nevertheless I didn't care. I had a CEO to murder.

I strode forward in fury. "Move move move!" I bellowed to a group of people blocking my path and they scattered away, giving me horrified glances.

Everyone else in the lobby stared at me with their mouths hanging wide open, their eyes trailing from the top of my hair to the bottom of my heels.

The elevator doors opened and inside stood a skinny guy with glasses.

"You" I pointed to him and he gave me the same shocked look. "Out!

Hastily, he scampered away and I stepped inside.

As I reached the CEO's floor, I stomped over to Ian's office and swung the door open.

Ian was sitting on his chair, his elbows resting on the armrest and his chin propped on his folded hands. He was staring intently at something on his desk, his mind lost in thoughts.

When he heard the door open, he looked up and a small smile appeared on his lips. "I was waiting for you"

"I bet you did" I strode forward and slammed my hands on his table. "Do you know what happened to me this morning? Do you know how disastrous my life became after what you did? Do you even care about it at all?" My nostrils flared in anger as I hissed through gritted teeth.

Ian stood from his chair and gave me a once over, his lips twitching up into an amused grin. "You have leaves in your hair"

"It's a new hairstyle" I said in a humourless tone and Ian let out a soft laugh.

"I have a gift for you"

I scoffed. "The last thing I want is a gift from you. And-" I scowled. "Did you not hear what I said earlier? My life is ruined thanks to you"

And of course Ian ignored me and turned to take something from his desk. "Here"

He opened a small dark blue box and I had a mini heart attack seeing what was in it.

Inside was a beautiful blue sapphire ring with small diamonds surrounding the stone.

"What is that?"

Ian raised his brows. "Uhh... a ring"

I glared at him. "I'm not an idiot. But why are you showing me that?"

"I'm not showing you. I'm giving you" He grabbed my left hand and carefully put the ring on my finger.

"What are you doing?" I tried pulling my hand back but he held it tightly.

"We're engaged and this is the ring"

"We're not engaged" I exclaimed in shock. "I'm gonna remove this"

Suddenly Ian wrapped his arm around my waist and pulled me closer, until our chests were pressed together.

I glanced up and a shiver ran up my spine, realising how close we were. His face was only inches away from mine and I could see how flawless he was. His deep blue eyes, his perfect jawline, his soft lips. He had all the beauty a man could possess.

He kept his fingers under my chin and tilted my face up. "Do not dare remove it fiancé" He smirked and leaned into whisper in my ear. "or there will be consequences"

You stupid, arrogant, narcissistic assho-

"Mr. Kingston" Daniel knocked on the door and Ian sighed with frustration.

He glanced up. "What is it Daniel?"

Daniel opened the door and walked in with a frightened look on his face. "Umm..i-uh" He stuttered.

Ian narrowed his eyes in suspicion. "What?"

"Hey darling" Melissa bounced in with a big smile on her face.

Ian's jaw tightened, his eyes darkening. "What is she doing here?" He spat in fury.

Melissa giggled. "I'm your new PA"