CHAPTER 5: A QUICK MOVE

KYLE

I watched keenly as the movers came in again. This is the fifth one now.

"I can't believe this is happening"

Thomas said for the umpteenth time.

He was as shocked as I was when he learnt Brielle was moving into the mansion. I couldn't believe it too until the movers started coming in this morning.

I'm going to kill George.

"Father said it'd be good for the media"

Brielle's words from the other day at the park came rushing back and I clenched my fist tight.

Media be damned, I just want this to end. First she is in my life, now she is in my house.

We've not spoken ever since she got here. She has been exceptionally friendly with all my housekeepers and they seem to like them but when she got to my side,she went mute and wore a displeased look

Annoyance surged in my chest

Why's she acting like I'm the one who suddenly brought up the plan of her living in my house or I'm the one who interrupted her personal space.

Like I was the one wearing clothes that perfectly clung to her, revealing her curves.

She wore a blue cocktail dress. My gaze trailed from her face down over her chest,where her dress hung her hips.

"She's going to be here till your wedding. George really is nut" Thomas said and I averted my gaze from Brielle.

"He knew I wouldn't dare say no. I'm going to end him I swear"

I gritted my teeth in anger.

"Mom would have come over but she's too sorry, she keeps blaming herself"

I wanted to reply but was cut short by a tiny voice laughing. I looked in the direction of the voice to see Brielle laughing with someone.

"Okay that's it, I've had enough" I stormed towards them, Thomas following closely behind.

"Thought you'd be courteous enough to not shout in someone's else house"

I snarled at them and their gaze shifted to mine. Brielle's expression was indifferent while the lady she was with wore a surprised look.

"Mr Kyle!"

She yelled but suddenly covered her mouth with her hands.

"Sorry about that,I just can't believe I'm seeing you this close"

She said as she stretched her hands for a handshake.

"I'm Suzanne"

She introduced. Thomas pinched me to collect the handshake. He took it a few seconds later after I didn't.

"You're pretty Suzanne.I'm Kyle's brother. Thomas"

Thomas said with a small smile tugging at the corners of his lips.

For some moments,I forgot Thomas is a big womanizer. But with our enemy's friend, really??

I sighed

Suzanne blushed in embarrassment before she finally spoke

"I see, Cuteness runs in the family.. really"

I don't know who Suzanne is but I don't like her already.

Thomas smiled and they both walked out, leaving us behind.

"I'll walk you to your room"

I said and we both walked into the house. Neither of us spoke, and the silence grew with each passing moment until it became a living, breathing entity between us

It's October and why is it so fucking hot.

Her presence awoke a heat in my gut. My body has never reacted this way to anyone again and she's my enemy's daughter. I don't even like her .

We stopped once we reached the door.

"This is your room"

I said, motioning her in. I made sure her room is far from mine.

"The maids will come help you unpack"

I said,my voice slightly above a whisper.

"We're staying in a different room?"

She asked,her eyebrow arched.

"Yes" I simply muttered

"Didn't know you're a traditionalist"

She said

"And I had no idea you're so eager to share a bed with me"

I replied with a smirk. Her cheek pinked and I could swear that was her first loss of composure ever since she arrived

"I'm not eager to share a bed with you,don't feed your ego too much. Sleeping separately is a huge advantage for me. We don't even know each other that much and we're separately sleeping. What a sweet couples"

A hint of sarcasm flashed in her tone as she spoke.

"In public, we'll play the role of a sweet couple. We'll attend events together, smile and pretend we like each other. You have full access to the Clark's corporation. If you need anything,call my assistant Sophia. You'll find her number on your nightstand and yeah,your engagement ring too"

I got the ring yesterday, we're engaged. She should have my ring on.

"A ring on my bedside is probably the most romantic way to propose. OMG,I'm swept off the floor"

She rubbed her hands on her cheeks, acting flushed.

"I'm not romantic Brielle"

I dipped my head towards hers and the freshly scent of wildflowers drew into my lungs.

It was then I took a closer look at her.

Her skin was incredibly smooth and flawless. Her brown eyes sparkled, fringed by lashes. Her lips were painted deep red,the same shade she wore on our engagement shoot

The memories of the kiss came flooding in.

"If you're done staring, I'd love to go in now"

Brielle's voice snapped me out of my reverie and I frowned in displeasure. No way I'd let her think I was admiring her

Was I? Really?

"Your lipstick is smeared,do better next time"

I said and she flushed in embarrassment. She rushed in and flung the door shut in my face.

Touché.

I smiled to myself feeling a bit victorious as I walked off to my room. I went to the bathroom once I got in. I turned on the shower, letting the cold water soothe the burns seeping through me.

One thing was clear,I needed to find those videos and destroy them as soon as possible. Otherwise, I risked falling for Brielle,and that was a dangerous game I wasn't willing to play