Hey my readers!!!! Some of you may be wondering what does Mr. Apathetic mean, You know because I or rather Eva is using this this word repeatedly. Actually Apathetic word means lacking interest or desire to act or simply being stoic. So Ace as we all know is that kind of person who isn't interested in having fun or taking interest in anything interesting also he is a stoic, arrogant and lacks emotions. This is why Eva calls him Mr. Apathetic. If you can think of any other interesting nicknames for any of them then do comment below! Till then love you all!!!!!!!!!!!!

I was still shocked as to what the hell is Mr. Apathetic doing here. I must be looking like a twisted girl with my eyes and mouth frozen wide open in an expression of stunned surprise.

I knew that my smart mouth lands me in trouble.

Today I got to know 

If it s not my mouth then it is my face.

My facial expressions make me look as beautiful as Edna "E" Mode(from Incredibles) when she smiles.

Congratulations Eva!

Edward's expressions were priceless. First he had a look of confusion maybe because of Ace's sudden appearance.

Then his face made an expression of astonishment because he didn't expect me to be Ace's wife.

Then his face showed realization. Oh! That is why he was saying that I was familiar, he must have seen me in the newspaper.

Now his face was showing a mixture of disappointment, fear and surprise.

It took all my strength not to laugh at his expressions. 

Not to mention that he looked cute!

I finally, after a lot of self control, managed to keep a straight face.

Then Ace smirked and came towards me with long strides. He then stood beside me and draped an arm around my waist firmly. I took a sharp intake of breath because of his action. 

Did I mention that I am kind of claustrophobic?

Not with everyone, only with hot men.

Damn.

I tried to calm down and ignore the sparks flying where he touched. But the key word being 'tried'. My heart was pounding as if it was doing salsa inside with the left and right chambers as partners.

"So Mr. Whittman, what were you saying or rather doing? Embracing my wife in your arms?" Ace asked with an innocent face.

"Oh not at all Mr. Parker. I was just helping Eva as she tripped down." Edward said meekly. 

Wow, see the authority of this Apathetic person.

"Oh! thank you for helping my wife. Now I would like to clear some things. First of all I see you both are on a first name basis, so should I assume you both know each other very well?" Ace said looking between me and Edward. When neither of us replied Ace continued.

"Well anyways. Secondly, I know my wife is really beautiful and many men may develop a temptation of showing their gentlemen ways a little bit too much. But sorry, I think I am enough for my wife and more than enough to handle such men. I hope you keep this in mind next time." Ace said with a loathing smile. 

And with that, without waiting for Edward's reply, Ace dragged me god knows where with his hands still on my waist. When we were out of sight I halted and removed his hand from my waist because I was not able to think or say anything with his touch lingering on me. 

He stopped seeing my actions and looked at me with a questioning look. 

"What are you doing here?" I asked the question that was on my mind since the moment I saw him.

"Attending a party." Ace said in a matter-of-fact tone. He was back again with a blank face.

"Oh really! Attending a party" I said mockingly. "I didn't require a nuclear physics to find that out. I am asking you why are you attending this party?"

Ace replied "I don't think I need a permission from you to attend a party. I am here for my business partner's party."

My mouth formed a 'o'. I think fate is accustomed to hate me that is why I landed in this party only out of all those millions of parties going around the world.

We were both standing there, me lost in my own thoughts and Ace looking like he would be anywhere but here, when a shrill squeaky voice came from my back.

"Hey sweetheart! It's been while since we met right?" I looked behind and saw a woman wearing a high slit maroon dress with a very deep neck along with pencil heels. On top of that she was wearing 10 layers of makeup which was making her appearance look like that of a witch.

Seriously. I am not kidding.

And who calls someone sweetheart? And that too a married man? Is she high? No she is not high, her dress slit is high. 

"Hello Miss Katherine Parkinson." Ace said with a straight face.

Katherine gave a flirty smile and said in a sultry voice "You are as handsome as you were years back, not to mention that you have become even more sexy if it is possible."

And you should eat some make up so that you can look pretty from inside too.

And yeah I think a bit of face is visible on your make up. 

Two heads snapped towards me - one had a look of amusement and the other one had an enraged look.

Did I say that loud?

"Oh you certainly did, Miss Trash." Katherine said with such hatred that it looked that her make-up-covered-face was going to burst any moment and she was dying to stick her finger out while shouting f*ck off.

Well can't deny but the feeling is mutual , kurwa.

Thank lords I didn't say that loud else I would have been ripped to pieces by that witch and Ace would have been laughing heartily. 

"I will se you later Ace darling. I might get infected with unhygienic diseases if I stay here for a little bit more." Katherine said glaring at me with a devilish sneer.

"I seriously hope you die of this disease." I muttered under my breath.

"What did you just say?" asked Katherine with such repugnance that she looked exactly how I look when someone steals my pizza.

I made an innocent face and said "Oh! that was an insult for you and satisfaction for me."

"Yo-you, ugghh...leave it- but you will pay for it next time, Miss Trash." Katherine said and with one last hard look went.

"Oh I am so excited for it. Sorry if I you felt that I was insulting. I thought you already knew that you are such a ..." I said chuckling as she went away swaying so much that I feared that her back would get twisted.

I turned around and I swear to god I saw a trace of faint smile on Ace's face but it was gone as soon as it came, making me wonder if I was hallucinating.

"We are going home." Ace said or rather ordered and started walking away.

" 'We' are not going home. 'You' are going home." I said in a tenacious tone.

No response.

"Did you hear what I said? I came here with my friends so I will go with them only."

No reaction.

"You can't force me to come with you. I won't come."

Ignored.

"You know you are a thick headed, pig headed, stony, highly irritating, pessimistic, grumpy, disdained, egoistic, apathetic and arrogant jerk." I shouting in frustration.

-NO

FUCKING

REACTION

OR

RESPONSE

ONCE

AGAIN

IGNORED-

"Go to the highest floor of hell" I said fuming in anger and turned away to find my friends who had abandoned me.

I was looking for the similar faces of those two among the crowd of hundreds of people when I was forced to stop by a sound of 'click'. I turned around to found flashes of light that blinded my vision and many voices asking all kinds of questions.

I closed my eyes and wished that some angel comes to save me from this situation.

I am a simple girl who caught the eye of the Satan 

Well technically his library and unlimited pizza I am eating nowadays.

yeah so much that we are ready to rip each others body and dispose it in lit fire.'

Oh calm your mind Eva, it will land you in trouble if you speak all this loud.

I suddenly felt a hand encircling my waist and I was so stunned and terrified that a scream escaped my dry throat.

A voiceless scream. 

I was too terrified to make a voice and once again I was relieved that I didn't say anything. I opened my eyes only to be blurred by lights. After my eyes adjusted to the light I looked on to my left to see Ace standing there holding me but not looking at me. Instead he was glaring at the paparazzi surrounding us. 

"I don't think that we need to answer any of your questions. So step aside." Ace ordered the paparazzi. And then a well built man came from somewhere and made way for us to go. With Ace's grip on my waist, we made our way towards the car. The well built man opened the gates of the car and we sat. Then he himself sat in the front while the driver started driving. 

"This is Taylor. He is my personal body guard. He works for me." Ace said pointing towards the well built man. I nodded in understanding.

I then remembered that I didn't tell Jess and Jake that I am going with Mr. Apathetic. So I quickly took my phone out but then I noticed that the battery is dead.

"Damn it." I cursed. I turned towards Ace who was busy in his phone, like always. I cleared my throat and said in a confident voice "Give me your phone." 

He didn't even look at me.

"I asked for your phone Mr. Parker." I said more forcefully now.

"No." Was all he said.

I huffed in annoyance. What do I do now? Oh yeah, Taylor.

"Hey Taylor. I am Eva. Can I please borrow your phone for a minute. I need to make an urgent call." I said politely.

"Of course Mrs. Parker." He said taking out his phone and giving it to me.

Mrs. Parker? That sounds so...new...odd.

"Please call me Eva only Taylor." I said smiling. 

I then quickly dialed Jake's number because it was no use calling Jess as we would be drunk like hell.

"Hello?" Came Jake's voice from the phone.

"Hey Jake." I replied.

"Evie? Is that you?" He questioned obviously confused.

"Yeah it's me I just wanted to say that I -"

"Are you okay? Is everything okay? Why are you calling from an unknown number? Do you need my help, just tell me- "

"Jeez calm down Jake. I am perfectly fine. I just wanted to tell you that I am going home with Ace as he was also in that party so he said he would take me with him only. And my phone's battery is dead so that is why I called from another number. Just tell Jess okay? She must be freaking out right now." I said.

"Oh okay. I will tell her. Stay safe then, good night. Bye, love you." He said.

"I will. Bye love you too." I said smiling.

I cut the call and gave the phone to Taylor.

"Thanks Taylor."

"Always there at your service Mrs. Parker." He said in his strong voice.

"How many times should I tell you it's Eva only. Please call me Eva and not Mrs. Parker." I told Taylor. Being called Mrs. Parker made me feel like the other person is inferior to me and I am superior. And that's the worst feeling for me. 

Taylor replied hesitantly "But I don't think Mr. Parker will like that."

"To hell with Mr. Parker's rules. I am telling you to call me Eva. And it's my name so my choice. Nobody else can decide what I want to be called by." I told him sternly.

"Okay Mrs. Pa- sorry Eva." Taylor said looking uncomfortable.

"That is better." I said grinning.

The sound of the car door being opened made me realize that we have reached home. Ace was already out of the car and was starting to head towards the house. I also quickly got out of the car and started following Ace, careful not to fall down in the monstrous heels. 

Which, for me, is very....difficult and makes me pull my hair in frustration.

I just hope I don't end with Trichotillomania some day because of my torturous life with MR. Apathetic.

God save me.