Chapter 6 "Brat"

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Aleysa's pov

"I'm going to be in Paris for 3 days, so please make sure the party planner does a good job", I hastily say to Ruth.

"I will don't worry about it", she reassures me.

I smile turning my heel walking out of the building.

As I drive to my house I ring my mother up to check up on her.

Mom
Hello

Me
Hi mom

Mom
Please tell me your going to visit me?

Me
Yes, let me just pack my luggages for Paris and I'll see you in a bit

Mom
Yay! Okay see you later

One hour later

"Eloisa!"

"Yes princessa"

"I'm going to be gone for three days please make sure to keep my room locked at all times", I firmly instruct as I wait for my chauffeur to finish putting my luggages into the trunk.

"Don't worry about a thing mija", she smiles giving me a small container full of cut up fruits.

"Thank you Eloisa", I gratefully smile.

"Your welcome"

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"Mom I'm home!", I shout as I enter her house, but I hear no response from her.

I roam around the kitchen and living room and there's no sign of her.

Suddenly I hear a door open causing me to turn around. My eyes widen seeing a shirtless Jason in grey sweatpants.

"What are you doing here?!", I hiss.

"Calm down brat I'm staying here until I can get a place of my own", he responds his voice croaky indicating he barely woke up from a nap.

"Brat? I'm no brat!", I snap pointing my finger at him causing him to lightly chuckle.

"Braaaaat!", he teases as he steps closer towards me.

My body stiffens by how close he is now. All I can do is check out his bare chest.

"Perv", he mutters.

"You wish", I quickly look away stepping to the side of him walking towards my room.

I step inside of my room noticing a messy bed and Jason's clothes on the floor.

"Are you staying in my bedroom?"

"Yup", he whispers in my ear his hot breath hitting my skin making me feel tingly.

Jason was so close to me only inches away from my face. My cheeks redden from how uncomfortable I'm feeling having him so close to me, yet I didn't dare move away.

"Are you staying over tonight or what?", he steps inside curving me as he leans his back against the wall.

"Where's my mother?", I steer ignoring his question.

"Why should I answer you if you won't even answer me", he raises a brow.

I guess he has point

"Yes I'm staying over now answer me", I cross my arms across my chest.

"Cool", he blankly says walking over to the bed laying down.

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