MY ONE NIGHT STAND WITH MR ARROGANT

A lady hurriedly walked in knocking a tray out of a waiter’s hand which spilled on Amelia’s dress “you jerk!”.

Amelia stood up staring at the mess the waiter had created. “I’m so sorry it wasn’t his fault I was the one who pushed him” A lady apologized.

“I’ll talk to you later okay?” Amelia ended the call with Liam and turned to the lady.

Louisa waved the waiter off and stood by Amy’s side “it’s okay” Amelia said forcing a smile.

The lady’s eyes shone brightly “oh my you are Amelia Hart! the actress…. oh my gosh.. I’m a super fan by the way I’m Clara”.

Amelia had to behave sane since most people who weren’t aware of her presence came flocking around her. Seems the super fan Clara blew her off.

Her guards saw the small group of people that were starting to form around Amelia asking for either a photo or an autograph.

They stood up from their various seats in the restaurant, they came in as ordinary civilian because she didn’t want to draw attention to herself.

They knew she could be attacked if not careful, Louisa shrieked when she felt a sharp object grazed past her hand.

Amelia’s guards came to her aid guiding her out of the restaurant.

She let out a sigh of relief when she was out of there, “I’m sorry it was my fault” Clara apologized holding her ears.

Louisa came out hiding her injured arm away from them she couldn’t believe that someone tried to harm Amelia in there.

“Don’t worry about it dear, it was just an accident”

Clara smiled and watched Amelia enter the car with her friend..

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Liam’s eyes remained still on the tv, he was watching the thirty minutes clip of Amelia’s encounter at the restaurant.

“pause it there!” he ordered sitting up straight with shaky hands his assistant paused the video.

“now zoom in”.

Liam reached out for his phone on his desk when he found something in the background.

Amelia felt her phone vibrating in her purse she took it out on seeing who it was she quickly answered it.

“Is Louisa with you?” she heard him speak and turned to Louisa. “Yeah she is”.

“Here he wants to talk to you” Amelia handed the phone to Louisa feeling confused on why Liam wanted to talk to her friend.

Louisa raised the phone to her ear “Hi”.

Liam didn’t respond for some seconds his gaze returned back to the video. “You were injured by someone in the crowd”.

Louisa cleared her throat wondering how he knew about it “well yeah….. I don’t think it was meant for me but Amy”.

Amelia’s curiously stared at Louisa she was itching to know what they were talking about that concerns her.

“Good don’t mention it to her” he hanged up and let out a smirk staring at the screen again.

The car stopped in front of Louisa’s apartment, Louisa hurriedly came down she didn’t want to be pressured by Amelia’s questioning gaze.

“Lou tell me what is wrong, you both were clearly talking about me”.

Louisa flashed her an awkward smile and ran into her apartment, she didn’t want to get on Liam’s bad side by spilling out anything.

Amelia watched her disappearing back and sighed. “That Liam! I’m sure he must have threatened her to remain quiet” she mumbled beneath her breathe.

Liam returned back home he was surprised that the lights were still on, when he passed by the dining area his nose was assaulted by a strong aroma coming from the lined up dishes on the table.

He headed to his bedroom to find her drying her hair.

“Finally you are back Liam!” she exclaimed but what shocked Liam was the excited tone she used to speak to him.

Amelia smiled and dropped the hair dryer walking closer to him, she took off his coat and tie.

Liam went numb and dumb on why she was being an extremely nice lady since today. “why are you being nice all of a sudden?”.

“I’m always nice but you don’t see my good side only the bad sides” She commented unbuttoning his shirt.

“Freshen up and go down for dinner okay?” She picked up his clothes and left the room.

Liam freshened up quickly and headed downstairs for dinner he was famished and felt like he could eat an entire city.

Amelia sighed in relief when he came down but instead of sitting next to her he took a seat at the farther end of the table.

“I’m trying to be nice to him but he wants a great distance it seems he likes being alone” she mumbled.

Liam met her mean gaze and looked away he had to be careful since she was being too nice for his liking.

“It’s not like I’m going to bite you if you sit next to me” Amelia started moving to sit beside him.

She took out a plate dishing out his meal for him, Liam stared at the food in front of him and picked up his cutlery but hesitated.

“I hope you are not thinking that I poisoned your food!”

He picked up his cutlery and started eating slowly he wanted to compliment her cooking skills but he gave up the idea he didn’t want her to think highly of herself.

Amelia smiled in satisfaction when he was done eating he wondered why she was laughing now “I have a confession to make Liam, I really poisoned your food”.

Liam choked on his own spit and gulped down a glass of water. “At least the poison will send me far away from you and your drama” Liam muttered and left the dining.

Amelia caught up with him and stood akimbo in front of him. “You know? today I was curious on what you told Louisa that was really weird and I’m sure it was about me”.

Liam led her to his study room “have a seat” he offered her.

“it’s not like I need your permission to sit”

Liam let out a breath he brought out a drawing of a lady “Do you know her?”.

Amelia blinked confusedly at the drawing “No I don’t”

“That’s the lady who sent the truck driver to attack you”. Liam announced to her.

“Well go and find her since you have her picture” Amelia suggested.

“She changes her face weekly to avoid being recognized by people this is her original face”.

Amelia was irked by the thought of undergoing face surgery every week. “only a psycho will do that”.

“That’s why you need to be extra careful or else you want to be killed”..

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“Liam open your eyes won’t you get ready to leave for the office?”

Liam opened his eyes to see Amelia’s face over his, he closed his eyes silently cursing beneath his breathe. Of all things to see so early in the morning why her?

He got up from the bed heading to the bathroom.

Minutes later he came out of the bathroom to find the clothes she picked out for him ignoring her choice he walked to his closet to find it empty except a piece of paper that was glued inside.

‘i know how stubborn you can be

so I hid every clothe you own so

get dressed in the outfit I picked’

Liam squeezed the piece of paper with his palm, his wife was so daring.

Amelia smiled imagining Liam’s expression once he finds out that all his clothes have gone missing, she drew out a stool to reach for the flour on the top shelves.

She attempted climbing on the stool but was stopped by the cooks “Ma’am please don’t master will skin us alive” they both pleaded.

“I will do it myself now stand back” she added an authoritative tone to scare them off, they reluctantly took a step back and watched her climb the stool.

The stool wobbled and she lost her balance falling backwards just when she thought of breaking a bone and dying she felt herself on someone’s arms.

Liam stared at her in displeasure before dropping her down “Woah that was close thanks a lot Liam”.

Liam turned to the cooks who bowed down their heads immediately “and you were watching? is this not your job?” he scolded.

“No Liam it was my fault I actually asked them to stand back”.

Liam was marvelled at her level of thinking “You asked them to stand back? were you actually trying to commit suicide in my own house?”.Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

Amelia rolled her eyes leading him out of the kitchen to the dining. “Have your breakfast” Amelia urged.

“I’m in no mood for your breakfast” he stated.

Amelia rolled up her sleeves taking a spoonful of rice mixed with chicken sauce and shoved it down his mouth.

“I spent all morning making that for you and you are refusing it? I’m done with this!” she faked anger and left the dining.

Liam picked up a napkin wiping the sauce that smudged on his lips. picking up his cutlery he began munching on his meal.

Amelia smiled peeping at him behind the wall.