Dinner was a quiet affair.

"What time will you leave for the office? Can I join you?" I don't want to miss the office tomorrow.

"We are flying to Los Angeles tomorrow." He said coolly.

"What? When were you planning to tell me?" Thank God I did some shopping today.

"Yesterday. But you were busy acting as asleep." Came the instant reply.

"I was trying to sleep." I countered. "What time are we planning to leave?"

"It's a couple of hours of flight. We can leave soon after lunch so we'll be at home by evening."

"Okay." I am not yet comfortable sharing this house with him where we are alone. Thinking about a house full of his family gives me jitters.

Just like yesterday, he went to his study post the dinner while I went to the bedroom. Today's shopping was already arranged neatly in the closet. I freshened up quickly and changed into my nightwear. I made sure my mobile is plugged into charging as I don't want to wake up late. I was applying moisturizer while he walked into the bedroom. I didn't face him yesterday, and I was planning for the same today, but looks like that isn't gonna happen.

He was already in bed when I came out. He was leaning on the headrest reading some papers. He wasn't wearing any shirt. This is so awkward. I walked to my side, got into the duvet, and switched off my bed lamp. I was wide awake, though my eyes were closed. After a couple of minutes, I could hear the paper rustling. And then, with a click, the room was dark.

"Good night, Amy!" I heard him from the other side of the bed

"Good night Alex!" I whispered and smiled. Shopping had made me a bit tired and soon, I was asleep.

I jumped as my alarm rang early morning at 6:30. I didn't want Alex to wake up. As I turned to his side, I was not surprised to see that his side of the bed was already empty.

'Again? Where does he go so early in the morning?'

I freshened up quickly and moved down. Elisa was in the kitchen and she greeted me happily.

"Good morning, Madam. A hot cup of coffee for you?" She just knew what I needed.

"You are a savior Elisa," As I sipped the hot coffee, the caffeine kicked in and then the idea kicked in "Do you know where Alex is?"

"Of course! Master should be in the gym or pool. This is his everyday schedule," She said. "Oh, here he is." she nodded as Alex walked in. He was in his activewear with a towel casually draped around his neck.

"Good morning Sunshine!" He came closer to me, bent towards me, and kissed me on my temple. "Had a good sleep?" he asked nonchalantly. I froze, for I was not expecting this. He sat on the chair beside me and pulled out the banana from the fruit stand. Elisa smiled, and I mumbled something. I need to pull my act together. He moved to the bedroom to get fresh while I finished my coffee.

I gave a quick call to mom and told her about my trip to Los Angeles. Meanwhile, being my mom, she searched all about Alex on the internet. She was happy for me, but still a bit skeptical. I came to the bedroom and realized that Alex was in the bathroom.

'I guess I'll just start packing.' I went to the closet and was looking into what to pack. At that exact moment, Alex entered the closet. He was wet with mussy hair. He had wrapped a white towel at his waist. This is not the first time that I saw him in a towel. My eyes took in each and every detail of his delicious body, and then my eyes locked with his. His gaze was smoldering erotic.

"Ahem. I was just packing. Anything specific that I should pack?" I tried to break the tension. My voice sounded like a squeak.

"Pick up what you ladies pack every time." His voice was husky. He cleared his throat, "We will declare our engagement soon. There's the golden jubilee birthday celebration of mother, post which, we'll leave for a family tour." He laid out the plans.

"What! Can you please talk to me about the plans as well?" I was not happy at all. 'I don't even have time to buy clothes now.' Yea, that was my first thought.

"This plan was decided way earlier, Amelia. I didn't think you would have any issues since you signed up for this"

"It's not about having issues. Just knowing earlier would have been better. And what do you mean by way earlier?"

"Earlier than you agreed"

"What does that mean? Were you sure that I will agree?" Was I so gullible?

"No. In fact, at a point, I was sure that you will not. You see, I wanted you to agree, but if you wouldn't have, I would have asked Regina. I had to do it for my mother." He explained calmly. I was a little lost.

"Don't worry. We are all here to help you." He smiled. "Pack whatever you want to. You can also get it there in Los Angeles. Meanwhile, I need to go and check out a property before we leave for two weeks. Have your lunch. I will be back by noon and then we'll leave to the airport."

"Okay." I moved out to give him the privacy to change.

'Do I really understand what I signed up for?'

'I don't think so'

After Alex left, I quickly finished the packing and had a quick shower. After I was ready, my bags were moved down. I finished my lunch and waited for Alex. Time passed, and I was worried that we would miss our flight. I took out my mobile:

'When will you reach?'

'Got held up. Will reach in a couple of hours.'

'Your packing?'

'Not needed. Everything is there in LA.'

'Okay.'

'Bye!'

Well, what could I do anyway? I watched TV in the bedroom. The warm food had made me drowsy, and I didn't realize when I dozed off. I woke up sometime later when I realized that someone was gently calling me from far away. I fluttered my eyes open and found Alex just in front of me. I tried getting up unsuccessfully, eventually crashing into him.

"Whoa whoa...easy princess" He held me as I struggled in my confusion. I'm sure I was the shade of beetroot. "Shall we leave?"

"Yea. I'm sorry. I dozed off, and I crashed. What time is it?" I was not sure what I was asking.

"It's almost four o'clock." He smiled.

"What? Did we miss our flight?" I knew we did. Shouldn't we check-in at least one-hour prior?

"No. We should be okay." He was not worried at all.

Martin was already present, and we got into the car. It took us almost an hour to reach the airport. However, Martin took a deviation and did not stop at the Departure terminal. He drove a bit inside and stop beside what looked like another terminal marked 'Private'.

Well, of course! I was so worried about missing the flight. Turns out, he has his own fleet of private jets.

Bloody Filthy Rich!