-Briella-

Sweat dripped off me as I put the dumbell down. It was four in the morning and I was up doing my daily exercise in my home gym.

It was the perfect start to a beautiful morning. When five came around I went to take a shower. But before I could enjoy the hot water my phone rang. Who would call someone this early in the morning? When I see the ID it all make sense. It was grampa.

"Good morning Grampa."

"I know you would be up. Can you meet us at the West Villa before you head to the office?"

"Is everything ok?"

"Everything is great. Just come to the West Villa."

"OK see you in a few." I hang up and look at the blank screen. Well that was a weird call.

I take my shower and get dress. I make sure everything was in my handbag before going to the kitchen.

"Good morning Madam."

"Good morning Mrs. Vee." I pour some coffee into my cup to take with me. "Have a wonderful family vacation."

"Thank you." I grab my bag and head out to my car. I put my handbag on the passenger seat and start the engine. Now let's go see what Grampa wants.

When I got to the villa I park and get out. The cool sea air was very welcome. I grab my bag and head inside.

"Grampa?"

"Briella."

"Hey Grampa. What's going on?"

"She's all grown up." I look at the strange man and back at Grampa.

"This is Marty Hemsford, an old friend of mine.

"Nice to meet you Mr. Hemsford. Grampa I need to get to the office."

"Grampa I'm here." I look behind them as a man enter the room. He was stunning. A man who looks too perfect to be real stood there typing away on his phone. Ah a workaholic. Not so different from me.

"Christian get off the phone for a minute."

My phone rang and I dig into my purse.

"Natalia what's up?"

"She's here again."

"Seriously? Get security to throw her out. I'm not going to deal with her this early in the morning."

"She's fighting security and recording saying we're treating her badly."

"Throw her out. I don't give a shit what she came with after. Get her out."

"Yes Madam."

I rub my temple before turning to Grampa. "Now why am I here? I need some aspirins."

"Let's sit down." I follow him to the tearoom.

"We want you two to get married." I look at Grampa as I wonder if I heard correctly.

"Am I hearing things because I swear Grampa just said he want me to marry a complete stranger."

"Grampa I don't have time for jokes." I look at Christian and back at Grampa.

"We're not making a joke. Now we mean what we say."

"Grampa I don't have time for a husband. What does daddy think about this?"

"He's OK with it. He came up with the idea."

I stand because this is ridiculous. "I'm barely twenty five and you're forcing me to get married. Next thing you will be forcing me to have kids."

"Briella we will not force you to have kids."

"Then why force us to get married."

"Because if we don't you'll be single until you're our age."

I stare at him in disbelief. I look over at Christian who was laughing.

"You think this is funny?"

"Well Christian hasn't dated in his life. You two are hermits."

I sit back down. I can't believe this is happening.

"So is it settled?"

"We don't have much of a choice do we?"Christian asked as he went back to his phone.

"Fine. Can I go to work now?"

"Have a nice day."

-Briella-

I got to the office and take my private elevator up from the underground garage. Natalia was waiting for me when I step off.

"Please tell me she's gone."

"The police came to took her."

"Oh good. I swear restraining orders no longer work. What's my agenda for today?"

"You have a meeting with the manufacturer and one with the designer. You still need a release date for the new lipstick."

"Oh God. I forgot about that. Get everything set up and I will be with you shortly."

"OK."

She wasn't halfway out the door when she step back in and imagine who came through my door. He make poor Natalia a statue.

"Natalia."

"Ah?"

"Work."

"Oh right." She slip out and I shake my head with a laugh.

"You're going to make my workers incapable of doing their work."

"That's my father's fault for giving me such good genes."

Christian sit down and for once his phone wasn't in his hand.

"Don't you have work?"

"I got people to do it."

"Why are you here?"

"Can't I drop in to see my fiancée?"

I narrow my eyes at him. "I saw like two hours ago."

"Yes. But I have nothing to do."

"Well I do." I stand up and get my laptop. "Now of you'll excuse me."

I walk out of the office and head to the screening room.

Natalia was waiting when I enter.

"Let's get started."

I got infront the camera and we begin. Filming a shoot for makeup is not easy.

I saw Christian enter the room and lean against the door frame. He got the camera crew attention. Even the men were staring. But it's a good thing we're finish.

"Christian stop distracting my workers."

"Can't help it. Is that lipbalm for males too?"

"It's gender neutral why?"

"I want one." I look at Natalia who was in dreamland.

"OK mister. Let's go."

I get my laptop and push him out the door.

"I swear you're going to be my downfall. Wear a mask or something."

I let out a yelp when he push me against the wall. "Why would I cover mine when you're showing yours?"

Is he calling me pretty? I know I'm pretty.

"Madam?"

I try to push him off but he pin me. "Christian!"

His lips press against mine and I heard Natalia gasp before her she hurry away.

He pull away and smile. "Why did you do that?"

"You're lucky we're in a hallway. I'll pick you up for dinner at six. Wear something comfortable."

"Pj's?"

"If it's comfortable." With one last kiss he step back and walk away.

This guy! I'm doomed.

I walk back to my office and start on paperwork. There's so much paperwork.

"Madam."

"Natalia."

"So about earlier..."

"Nope. We will not talk about that." Not happening.

"You seek comfortable."

"Natalia I have a window right here and I can throw you out it."

"If you don't want him I can take him."

"Go ahead." He'll just come right back to bother me.

-Briella-

Home finally. I kick my shoes off a d and strip. Oh what a relief. I look at the time and I want to scream. That man!

I went into the bathroom and take a shower. I take my time because he has to wait.

When I got out of the bathroom get a large t-shirt and shorts. After the long day I've had no dressing up for me. When I got home I can just jump into bed. I at least make my hair look good.

I heard the doorbell rang and slip my shoes on and grab my phone. I heard down and make sure my alarm is set before stepping out.

"Keep me updated on the situation. Yes I understand. Pull out restraining orders if you have to. I don't want her back on my property. Whatever it ******* takes."

He hang up and he was upset.

"Everything ok?"

"This woman won't stop harassing me. Come on let's go."

I follow him to the car and get in.

"Sometimes I just want to stay home and do nothing."

"Who is she?"

"I honestly don't know. She just show up and start harassing my workers and now she's at my ******* house. I'm going to stop there if it's it's OK with you."

"Yeah that's find."

He left my property and I realized he doesn't live that far from me. This was a gated neighborhood and I didn't think he would live here.

He pull through a gate where some security was pinning a woman. A woman that look very familiar.

I got out of the car as the security guards pull her up so she was standing. It was the woman who was at my company this morning.

"Why are you in my property again?"

"You!" She look at me and Christian wasn't having it. He step infront me blocking her view. "Your family ruin my life! They ruin my life!"

"Is that why you have been harassing me?"I asked. "Lady I don't know who you are?"

"I'm your ******* aunt you stupid *****!" I flinched.

"Well if you're her aunt as you claimed, why are you harassing me?"

"I was married to your stupid father. Your family take everything from me."

"Have you call the police?"

"They are on their way."

"This woman isn't getting out again. I'll make sure you rot in jail."

"You can't do this to me!"

"Come on let's go." We walk back to the car and I get in.

"You sure you don't know her?"

"I'm sure. I know dad was married in his teens but I wasn't interested in knowing to who. You have a crazy aunt."

"She's not my aunt. Just a crazy woman."

That woman was more than crazy. She belong in a psycho ward, with good shock therapy.

This day couldn't get any worst.