His Drama Queen

Chapter. 4

Nicole Vargas

"I don't want to stay with Ethan for a year. Can I atleast have my own apartment?" I looked with pleading eyes at my parents. 

This is such a great opportunity, but I don't want to stay under the same roof with Ethan. It's not that I don't trust him, it's just that I don't trust myself. Seeing him after so many years made me realize how much he actually grew as a person. And not only in knowledge, but also in body parts. 

"No, you are going to stay with Ethan. He has a big mansion in New York, you will not have to see him everyday. The least you can do is cook for him." My mom stood at the doorway in her pink fluffy bathrobe. Her hair was tied in a messy bun and she had a green facemask on and a starbucks in her hand. 

"Cook?" I stared at them as if they grew two horns. My dad stood next to my mom, dressed in his suit, ready to go to work. He was constantly looking at his watch while arguing with me.

"Yes, cook." He said. "He is already kind enough to let you stay in his mansion for a year. Be nice and make something to eat for him once in awhile. I didn't raise a spoiled little brat."

"But I can't cook. He's so rich, it's no luxury to hire a cook." I can't believe Ethan didn't had a cook. What did he eat then? Takeout?

"He likes to prepare his food himself, so help him. Do some chores and what not. This is a chance for you Nicole. Don't waste it. It's only for a year, after that you can live wherever you want." My mom sipped on her starbucks and it made the annoying sound, I couldn't stand.

"Ughh!!" I growled and plopped down on my bed. "Do I need to remind you that I'm already an adult and that I can make my own decisions?"

"Nicole!" My dad was getting impatient. "I know you're an adult, but you're also my only child. And god forbid if something happens to you. I'll never forgive myself. You don't know New York city, you never went there. So please, take my advice and live with Ethan so you're not alone. You will learn from him and it will benefit you somewhere in the future."

I let out a deep sigh. My dad was not completely wrong. And it will be just for a year. I can do it. I can live under the same roof with Ethan Gray without crushing on him. Maybe he even has a girlfriend, that would be much easier for me to keep my distance from him.

"What time will he pick me up?"

A smile crept on my mom's face. "He'll be here in three hours, so you better hurry up."

Three hours? How the hell am I going to pack in three hours?

I jumped out of bed and grabbed my suitcases from underneath my bed. I called my assistant to come and help me. It was urgent I said, since it was her day off.

When my assistant came she started packing so I could take a long bath. I poured some champagne in a glass and stepped into the bathtub that was filled with roses. I grabbed a bathbomb and put it in the water. So restful and refreshing.

I stayed in there for a while and after that I put on my bathrobe so I could do my makeup and hair. I straightened my hair and applied a minimum of makeup. I don't like to get all dolled up especially when I'm traveling. I sprayed some setting spray on my face and walked out of the bathroom.

"I already packed everything that you asked me too, do you need anything else?" My assistant asked. I shook my head and dismissed her. I can do the rest myself.

I changed into some comfy traveling clothes and walked downstairs to make myself a smoothie. My mom probably went to the art gallery, because I didn't see her car in the garage. When I entered the kitchen, Carolina, our housemaid was cleaning the kitchen counter.