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Sofia P.O.V.

I woke up with my alarm clock exploding my eardrums third time. I checked the time and it was 12:00 pm.

"Brandon," I whispered into Brandon's ear, who was soundly sleeping next to me.

"It 12:00 pm."

"Brandon," I tried to free myself from his grip.

"Ok! Sleep as much as you want but at least let me go." I said.

"Sleep, baby. Its only 12." Brandon said while pulling me further into himself.

"Brandon, wake up!" I said, irritated.

"No! I want to spend my whole day cuddling with you." He said and kissed my cheek.

"Grandpa and Mama is going to get angry." I said.

Brandon sighed before loosened his grip on me and sat on the bed. I stood up from the bed and went straight towards the bathroom. I brushed my teeth and took a relaxing shower. Last night was the best night of my life. I think Brandon is falling for me. I came out of the bathroom and saw Brandon rubbing his eyes. Oh! He is really sleepy! My cute Brandon.

"Why are you smiling?" He asked as he noticed me smiling.

"You're looking so cute." I told him.

"You should have said sexy." He stood up and went to the bathroom.

I slipped into my jeans and crop top and went out of the room.

"Good Morning!" I greeted.

"Thank you so much to greet us with your presence this early." Alex said sarcastically.

"You're welcome!" I replied with the same tone.

"Good Morning!" Brandon came and greeted while sitting on the chair.

"So are you enjoying here, Brandon?" Grandpa asked Brandon.

"Yes!" Brandon smiled. Oh god! His smile!

"So when are you both blessing us with my grandchildren?" Grandpa asked.

"Same old question. How many do I have to tell you that Sofia is only 18 year old." Brandon shouted, annoyed.

"Keep your voice low with me, Mister." Grandpa warned.

"I am planning to give you a break from work, Brandon. You and Sofia are going for your second honeymoon to France." Grandpa announced making me excited.

"Second honeymoon? What the fuck is that even?" Brandon growled.

"Second honeymoon is that when you go to honeymoon with your wife again." Grandpa explained.

"As far as I know normal couples go to honeymoon one time not again and again." Brandon gritted his teeth.

"Yes! And normal couples often celebrate their news of having first baby after coming from the honeymoon. But you both didn't, did you?" Grandpa raised his eyebrows.

"And what if I don't want to go?" Brandon asked.

"You don't get to decide." Grandpa stood up from the dinning table.

"Meet me after breakfast in my room, Brandon." Grandpa said and left.

Third person P.O.V.

Brandon ate furiously from his plate. His mood was off, he didn't want to go to honeymoon. He didn't want to go to anywhere with Sofia. Last night was a mistake, every moment he spend with Sofia was a mistake. He finished his breakfast and went to Grandpa's room.

KNOCK! KNOCK!

"Come in!" Brandon entered inside his room, closing the door from behind.

"What do you want to talk about?" Brandon asked.

"I want you to get Sofia pregnant." Grandpa said.

"Didn't I tell you not anytime soon?" Brandon asked.

"You're going to France with her and when you'll come back I want you to announce the news to everyone." Grandpa said more like ordered.

"But.."

"No buts. Or else I'll reconsider your position as a CEO." Brandon sighed in defeat.

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Sofia P.O.V.

"One big room." I took a look around me as Brandon discussed about the room with manager.

This hotel is five star hotel, no wonder it is too much beautiful. What took my attention was big pink panther behind the counter.

"Let's go!" Brandon said.

We were going to take elevator as our room was on tenth floor. The word Elevator still scares me.

"I don't think so it's good idea to

take elevator." I said to Brandon.

"Elevator is nothing to be afraid of." Brandon said and took my hand in his hand and lead us inside the elevator. I squeezed his hand tightly as those horror memories knocked my mind.

"Isn't it moving too slowly?" I asked Brandon.

"Stop thinking too much." Brandon said.

After sometimes elevator stopped, "Why does it stop?" I asked.

"Because we reached the floor." Brandon stated.

"This floor is beautiful!" I said as I stepped out of the elevator.

"Where is our room?" I questioned. Brandon didn't reply and started walking, I shooked my head and followed him.

Suddenly we stopped in front of a room, "here it is." He said and inserted the card in the slit and slide it in a swift motion. He turned the knob and we entered inside the room.

"We have got a beautiful and luxury room.." I smiled.

"Do you ever shut up? I hate your fucking voice." Brandon said rudely.

"When are we going to go to Eiffel tower?" I asked, excitingly, ignoring his rude comment.

"You know what, Eiffel tower is a symbol of love and when I don't have any love for you why am I going to take you to Eiffel tower?" He asked raising his eyebrows.

"You love me, Brandon and if you don't love me, why would you take me to the rose garden in the first place? I am sure that garden means a lot to you." I said.

"Shut up, bitch." Brandon shouted.

"You love me. Accept the fact." I pleaded.

"I don't! I hate you! I FUCKING HATE YOU! You made my life miserable, because of you I lost my everything." He shouted.

Miserable? How? What have I ever done?