"I have a surprise for you" Damon walks into my office.

I didn't want to work, but then I got bored at home easily, so I'm back.

"Good afternoon sir" I smile as he rolls his eyes.

"Ella.." he warns and I put both of my hands up

"Sorry. What's the surprise?" He walks closer to me, and sits on my desk.

"You do know that my boss is going to shout if this desk breaks right?"

"Tell your boss to have a word with me then" I smile

"Well the surprise is, I got the last chocolate cake for you, from the cafeteria-" I gasp noticing the slice in his hands.

I take the plate off him.

"Where's my thank you?" He asks

I stand up and kiss his cheek.

"Thank you" I sit back down.

Damon said that to make it seem more real from my side, I had to kiss him on the cheek like 15 times per day. I think it's mostly for him.

"And this" he puts a newspaper in front of me.

I look at the front cover.

Has someone stolen Mr Knight's Heart?

Yes, girls. Mr Knight is getting married. A lot of girls hearts have been broken, but someone's heart has been stolen.

Miss Gabrielle Anderson, daughter of Paul Anderson, is getting married to Mr Knight.

Sources say that they were seen together in the local mall,shopping.

Sources have also mentioned that Damon Knight has been smiling and laughing with Gabrielle Anderson.

Shocker I know.

That's when Mr Knight decided to propose to Miss Anderson, or should I say soon to be Mrs Knight.

It was like a fairy tale proposal. The balloons, the rose petals, and then the magnificent ring.

Some local shoppers have said that they saw the couple hugging, and shopping.

One source has mentioned that Mr Knight even bought a dress for Miss Anderson, for the ball.

Well ladies, sorry to say but Mr Knight's Heart has been stolen.

"Woah." I say putting the paper down.

"They even got your dress pictures as well, but I paid the media not to show it until the party." He says as I pick up the plate of cake and take a bite.

"That's good. It's today right?" He nods

"Yeah. That's why everyone's going home today. It's only 12, but everyone only comes in the mornings. And the party is at 6." I nod taking another bite.

"Do you want some?" I ask and he nods

I lift the spoon to his mouth, as the doors open. His mouth closes around the spoon, taking the cake into his mouth.

Someone coughs.

I pull the spoon back, and look up to see Aubrey with two girls.

"When were you going to tell me you were going to get married?" She asks walking towards the door closing behind the two girls.

"Today?" I wince slightly at her glare.

"She can tell you when ever she wants" Damon say as Aubrey looks up at him, her glare softening, and a small smile on her face.

Her cheeks turn slightly pink as she nods.

"Of course." She whispers slightly.

"Now girls, aren't you supposed to leave?" Damon faces the other two girls.

"Sir, we're going to leave with Aubrey" Damon nods.

"Well Aubrey, looks like your busy. Be happy for your sister. Do come to the ball" he says and she nods her head.

"Of course" she glares at me playfully, and walks out of the room.

"N-" the door opens and Aubrey walks back inside.

"I remembered why I was here. Gabi do you want to get ready with us?" Aubrey asks just as Kristen walks into the room, with a huge smile on her face.

"Hey Gabi! I wanted to apologise about the club and raiding. I didn't know it was famous for drugs. Anyway, I was thinking we could get ready for the ball at my place? Hannah will be there as well?"

"You went to a club?" Aubrey asks confused.

"Why don't we do this? We all get ready at my place?" I say and Kristen nods, and so does Aubrey.

"My friends will be getting ready at their own houses." Aubrey says

"Where do you live?" Kristen asks

"With Damon" I say and she nods slowly, and they both walk out of the room, the door closing behind them.

"Mrs Knight, you do know that I will be getting ready as well, at our home?" Damon turns my chair with his feet so I am looking at him.

"Well Mr Knight, that's why you have your own room" I say and he nods.

"Fine. But I want to see you before you leave" I stand up, as he wraps his arms around my waist, pulling me closer to him. I stand in between his legs

"Why is that?" I ask, my hands on his knees

"Because I want to tell you how beautiful you look" I blush

The door opens and in walks, Aubrey, Kristen and Hannah.

Damon sighs, letting me go, and I step back.

"When are we going?" I frown at them.

"You have your clothes with you now?" They all nod.

"Hannah went and got hers, and I already had mine" Kristen says and I nod looking at Aubrey.

"I have mine as well, because we were going to get ready at molly's house" I nod looking at Damon.

"Shall we go then?" He nods

"Let me just my keys, and some files" he kisses my cheek, standing up, and walking out of the room.

"You are so fucking lucky" Hannah sighs

"I still don't understand how it happened? I mean, you've only been here for a week?" Aubrey says and Kristen nods

"Love at first sight" Damon enters the room, walking towards me.

"Let's go Ella" he holds my hand, and pulls me out of the room.

I motion the girls to follow me.

*

*

"This is where you sleep?" Hannah asks as we walk into my room.

I nod.

"Can I see your dresses?" Kristen claps her hands together.

"Oh. Okay" Aubrey smiles, unzipping the dress bag, so we can see her gold dress.

"That's looks amazing Aubrey" she smiles at me.

"My turn" Hannah says, opening her dress bag to see an Emerald green dress. It has sequins at the top, and it's flowy at the bottom.

"That is amazing as well" Kristen says

We all turn to her.

She picks up her dress bag, and unzips it. I frown.

She has the same dress as me. The purple ombre dress.

Both of them gasp at her dress.

"What do you think?" Kristen asks looking at everyone.

She frowns when she sees me frown.

"Is it not nice?" She asks softly.

"It's beautiful, but it's like mine" she frowns.

"What? No, when I bought it, they said it's the only one they made" I walk into my closet, and pick up the dress.

I walk out showing them it. They all gasp.

"Oh no. We can't both wear the same dresses. That's not good" Kristen mumbles and I sigh.

"It's okay. You can wear it, I'll wear another one. Look why don't you guys do this, go and get changed in the guest room. Its the opposite mine" they nod, picking their things up. They all walk out but Aubrey stays.

"Do you need any help? You can wear my dress if y-" I shake my head, a small smile on my face.

"No, it's okay. You go get ready." She nods walking out of the room.

It's 3 o'clock now. Damon dropped us off, and went out with Austin. He was going to go and pick up his suit.

We watched some movies, I showed them the house, and we ordered pizza.

The door opens and in walks Damon.

"Ella? Why did everyone go into the guest room? I thought they were getting changed here?" He asks

I sit on the bed.

"I'm being dramatic, but I don't have anything to wear. Well formal" I sigh

He kneels down in front of me, and frowns.

"I'm sure we bought you a dress?" I frown

"Kristen has the same one. And I can't wear it then. I mean I'm your fiancée, I have to look the part right? It look so bad that we both have the same dresses on" he sighs

"Ella it doesn't matter. But to be honest I had liked another dress as well. It wasn't from the mall. When I went to go pick out my suit, I had seen it there. So I bought it. I really like it" he stands up

"Really?" He nods walking out of the room.

After a couple of minutes he walks back inside, with a dress bag.

He closes the door locking it.

He unzips the bag, and pulls the dress out.

"Damon.." I whisper

"You don't like it? There's one in black as well? I could go-" I stand up and hug him tightly.

"This is the best. Thank you so much" I kiss his cheek, hugging him tightly

"Oh. It's okay Ella. Anything to make you happy" he whispers his arms wrapping around me.

"I love you" he whispers into my ear.

"I know" I whisper, blushing.

He let's me go and looks at his watch.

"I'll help you get ready" I look up at him confused.

"And how are you going to do?"

"I don't know. Let's go have a shower, and then you can do all that make up thing you put on your face. I can straight and curl hair" he smirks at me.

"Okay. But I'll have a shower first" he shakes his head

"We have no time for that Ella. I'll have a shower, but I promise I won't look. Plus its saving water,and this world does need it. Think about the less fortunate." he throws the dress on my bed, and walks to the bathroom.

"Damon! We have enough time and nothing is goimg to happen to the world if we have a shower separately" I exclaim following him. He turns around.

"Okay,I'll have a shower, and you bathe. Easy?" I sigh

"Why do you want to be in the same room?" I raise my eyebrow.

"People can unlock doors with their hair pins. Imagine what Hannah can do" he shudders

I laugh.

"She has a crush on you Damon. It's normal" he shakes his head, his eyes widening.

"That's not a crush." He shakes his head

"Fine" I walk towards the bath tub, and turn it on.

"No looking" I say and he nods, pulling his shirt off.

"Look as much as you want Ella. I don't mind" he smirks

*

*

"Gabi" I hear Aubrey's voice behind the door.

"Coming" I say as Damon let's the the hair strand go, and it bounces a little.

I smile up at him, and he smiles back.

"Thank you" I kiss his cheek, and he chuckles.

I pick up my dress from the front slightly, and walk towards the door.

I open it, to see Aubrey stood there in her golden dress, her blonde hair straightened.

"Woah" she whispers looking at me up and down.

"Do you like it?" I ask and she nods.

"It's beautiful"

"Thank you" Damon, wraps his arm around me.

"Are you girls ready?" I ask and she nods slowly, looking at Damon.

He does look hot in his black Armani suit, with a black bow tie, and his hair flicked back a little with hair gel.

"Come on Ella, you still have to get ready. It's 5, and we have to be there for 5.30" he says smiling at Aubrey, before closing the door.

I walk back to the vanity desk opposite my bed.

I sit down in the chair, and apply my red lipstick, as Damon sits on the bed.

Damon, being the nice guy ever, curled my hair. I was scared at first, yt then he said he used to do it for his mom, a couple of times, when she went out for dinners. He said she wanted to see if the back part of it was good or not, and then he would do it for her.

He said he also knows how to do makeup because he was the only child, and he wanted to make his mom happy. So he learnt it. But no one knows he knows how to do these things.

That's really sweet of him.

I apply another coat of mascara, and pucker my lips.

"I wish I could kiss those lips" Damon says

"You'll get lipstick on those lips then" I say turning on the chair, to look at him.

He smirks.

"So is that a yes for a kiss?" I shrug

"I never said no." He stands up and I shake my head

"Not now Damon" I blush and he sits back down.

I pick up my red wedges, and he takes one off me.

He helps me wear one, as I wear the other one.

"Are you done?" He asks and I nod standing up.

"How do I look?" I ask smiling up at him.

"Beautiful as always" he smiles down at me.

I blush.

"Thank you" he places a finger on his cheek.

I lean up slightly, and kiss his cheek.

"There you go. You wanted lipstick" I say picking a make up wipe, and wiping his cheek.

"Thank you" he whispers, staring into my eyes.

"It's okay." I say as there's a knock on the door.

"Again with the cliché" he smirks as the door opens and in walks Kristen. Wearing what was supposed to be a one in a kind dress.

"Oh hey Damon. Can I call you that?" She asks, her cheeks turning slightly red

He nods

"Out of work, of course" he says.

"Okay. Do you like my dress? I have a date today" Damon nods

"It's okay. Shall we go Ella?" I nod

He holds my hand, and walks around Kristen with me behind him.

"Carter and Jordan will be taking you girls" he says as I pick up my dress slightly, walking down the stairs slowly.

Damon stops. I hear the top door open, and Aubrey's voice.

"Here let me" Damon bends down slightly, and picks me up bridal style.

"Damon!" I exclaim, blushing.

"What? You're my fiancée. I can pick you up when ever I want" he smirks, walking down the steps.

He opens the front door and I see Carter and Jordan standing there.

"Hi ga-" Carter becomes quiet, his mouth slightly open, looking at both of us.

"Can she not walk?" Jordan asks confused

"Excuse me! I can definitely walk! It's just this guy!" I exclaim as he puts me down.

I stand up straight, sorting my hair out.

"Let's go. You guys get the other girls" Damon says opening the door for a white rolls royce. I sit inside.

"Do we have to pick them up as well?" Carter asks, before Damon closes the door for me.

He shakes his head at them and walks around the car sitting in his seat.

"Ella, when we get there, there will be a lot of people. Paparazzi including" I nod as he pulls out of the drive way.

"How many people?" I ask

"Well, it's all my business in California, including the main office. And then the other companies. My friends, their families, their friends. So more than half of California"

"Woah" I whisper

"Yeah. Don't worry about it. I'll be with you"

"How refreshing" he chuckles.

He drives through a gate, towards a huge venue.

He parks outside the door, just as flashes start.

"We're not even inside yet" I say.

"Are you okay with this? I co-" I shake my head

"I'm okay" I say and he nods.

He gets out of the car, the flashes going extreme.

He walks around towards my door, and opens it.

"Ella?" He holds his hand out for me, smirking.

I place my hand in his, and get out of the car.

A few people run close to us, flashing their cameras.

The bodyguards come and stand in their way.

"We'll answer a few questions, and then we'll go inside. Okay?" I nod as he kisses my forehead.

He holds my hand, closing the car door and walking towards the door.

He stops and turns around facing the reporters. I follow his action,making sure I have a smile on my face.

"Mr Knight when is the wedding?" Someone asks, placing a microphone close to Damon.

"Ella and I still have to decide. We'll let you know when it's decided" he says, his arm wraps around my waist.

"Is Miss Anderson pregnant? Is that why you're going to marry her?" Someone else asks.

"Ella,is not pregnant. I'm marrying Ella because I love her" he smiles down at me slightly.

I smile back, as he turns back to the reporters.

"One last question" Damon says

"Mr Knight! Why are you getting married? Are you aware that you are breaking so many hearts?" Damon chuckles.

"Like I said. I'm getting married because I love Ella. I apologise to all the girls hearts I have broken. But Ella stole my heart" he smirks at me.

"Miss Anderson. Do you love Mr Knight?" Someone asks

"No more questions" Damon says, turning around and walking inside.

"Did I mess up?" I whisper as we walk inside.

He smiles at me shaking his head.

"No. I'll make sure that question doesn't come in the news. Don't worry about it" he tightens his arm around my waist, slightly.

"Oh that's good" I take a deep breath.

Damon opens another door leading to a huge hall.

"Woah. This looks beautiful" I whisper looking around the hall.

There was so many people.

"This is where people will be sat. And over there is the dance floor" he points to the my left. I turn around and look at it.

"That's wow" I whisper again,looking at the huge chandelier.

"And then on that side is the small shopping stall. It has a little bits and bobs." I smile looking at all the small stalls. There's about 20 or 30 stalls.

"Are they for free?" I ask and he chuckles shaking his head

"We do need some way of earning money back for the one day we lose right?" I nod slowly, frowning.

I didn't bring any money with me.

"Let's go si-" a man walks towards us.

"Mr Knight, good to see you. Is everything as you planned?" Damon nods

"Everything is oerfect. Thank you Robert" he nods walking away, just as a couple of guys come for forward.

"Hey Damon." They do the manly hug.

Why can't boys just wrap their arms around each other and do air kisses? Now that would be a sight to see.

I smile.

"And who is this gorgeous lady?" One of them shakes my hand, and kisses it.

"This is my beautiful fiancée Ella" Damon pulls my hand out of the guys, and wipes it on his jacket.