Possessive Daddy

Cʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ 34 Part 2

Jennie's POV

"It's a joke, we don't want any arrangements."

I sigh in relief when they said that. But why would they do that? I almost had a panic attack.

"Excuse me, I just need to go somewhere," I said and started to walk without waiting for an answer.

I approached the fountain outside, wanting some fresh air. It's suffocating to be there.

"Hey," A familiar voice called out. I look back and saw Lucas approaching me. He sits with me as I roll my eyes.

"What?"

"Stop being grumpy," He frowns at me.

"How? They joked about having an arranged marriage, then you came after me. How annoying," I said in Australian accent. Being with Rosé, I learned how to speak in an Aussie accent.

"You get annoyed with this handsome face?" He asked, his accent more British. I look at him in shocked, "What? You thought I would let myself get beaten by you?"

"I don't care. You suck in bed," I said nonchalantly. He gasped, faking offended.

"Well, guess what? We're same," He mocked as he laugh after. I gasp as I slapped him on his shoulder, hard.

"I don't suck, you do."

"You do, Jennie. I think Lisa does all the work," He says, I frown at him.

"What did you say?" I asked. I don't remember telling him about Lisa.

"We talked remember?" Yes, we talked, but I never mentioned a name.

"But I didn't tell you who it is," I muttered, frowning at him.

"I'm smart that's why," He says cockily as he smirk at me.

"You like me, don't you?" I asked, acting serious, trying not to laugh.

"What?" He looks at me like I had grown two heads.

"You knew it wouldn't work with us, so you hired someone to know who I like," I laughed, but he just gave me an unamused look. But it was soon gone.

"I mean you just confirmed that it's Lisa," He smiles in a cheeky way.

"I didn't."

"You just did, Jennie. I just randomly guessed, but you confirmed you like her. Is she good in bed?" He teased. I smirked at him.

"She is, not like the others there." If he thinks I will be all shy in his teasing, he's wrong. Being shy is not in my vocabulary right now.

"Why do you keep saying I suck? We didn't even do it," He whines as he frown and pout at me.

"Eww, you look like an alien. Stop pouting," I tell him, scrunching up my face.

"No, tell me. Why do you keep saying I suck? We stopped as soon as I-"

"Shhhh, what the hell, Lucas! There are many people here," I whispered yell, looking around if someone is near us. He rolled his eyes at me.

"Answer me, we stopped without even having atleast a proper thrust. Why do you keep saying I suck?" He demands more quiet this time.

"You say I suck too, we're even." He sighs, but the frown is still their.

"Fine, but tell me about Lisa." He demands.