Olivia's POV
The car stopped in front of a huge estate. A guard verified the driver's identity before letting us pass through.
I was in awe of all the grandeur of houses that lined up neatly as the car drove. Was this heaven? I thought to myself.
The car came to a halt in front of a big tall black gate. Two men dressed in suits came to open the gates. The car drove further and halted in front of a big white mansion that I thought I'd only see in magazines.
"Is this where I'll be staying?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper as I took in my surroundings.
The driver didn't reply and quietly got down and opened the car door for me. I hugged my bag tightly as I stepped out of the car, my neck stretching as I tried to take in the full view of the tall mansion.
"Master is waiting for you inside. May we?" The guy who drove said, bringing me back to reality.
I nodded and followed slowly behind him still taking everything in.
Two maids wearing white and black aprons with white bonnets opened the thick heavy steel doors. They bowed their head as the driver and I walked into the house.
If the exterior of the mansion wowed me, then the interior blew me away. I was amazed by the furniture and design of the living room. Deep emerald green velvet sofas spread across the living room, classic oil paintings I was sure cost millions decorated the walls, and the soft golden lights from the crystal chandelier cast a soft glow on them. My legs melted into the plush rug situated in the middle of the living room. I looked down seeing my reflection on the black marble tiles…everything here was extraordinary.
"Hey," I looked up and saw a maid running towards us when the driver called her.
"Take her to her room, while I go inform Master of her arrival." He ordered.
"Yes sir," she replied. She looked at me before leading the way. As we walked, I could hear whispers from the other maids which made me feel very uncomfortable.
"Is she the one going to give birth to the heir?"
"She's so skinny, can she carry a child?"
"Master should have picked me instead!"
I did my best to silence their voices and was relieved when we finally arrived at my room.
"Tha–" The maid had disappeared before I could utter my thanks. I stood in front of my room door and took a deep breath before pushing it open.
The room welcomed me with a plush queen-sized bed, with white sheets and two pillows, a vanity table, and warm lamp lights which added a charm to the room, from where I stood I could notice a walk-in closet. This room was bigger than my mum's house and my house combined.
I dumbfoundedly went to the walk-in closet and saw rows of clothes neatly hanging from rods, a jewelry section, and a bag section…what was this luxury?
I had never dreamt of experiencing such extravagance. I walked back to the bed and saw a note placed on it.
"Have your bathe and be ready by 7pm." I read the details out loud. Be ready for what?
I couldn't be bothered by the note. This experience was overwhelming for me and I couldn't move past it. I timidly sat in a corner of the bed, still observing my surroundings. These luxuries made me more tense. Who were these guys and why were they so wealthy? I tried not to let my guard down.
I sat in silence for some minutes, maybe hours, till my eyelids felt heavy. I tried to keep them open, afraid of what could happen to me here if ever I fell asleep. But I was too weak against the fatigue my body felt. I soon gave in to the sleep.
Hours later, I stirred awake, my eyes momentarily opening before I snapped them back shut. There was a figure sitting on the couch area of my room. My heart drummed against my chest, I tried to breathe quietly to not raise any suspicion.
I slightly opened my eyes to get a better view of the figure. He sat cross-legged in a loose cashmere sweater with loose long pants, his sharp jaw tensed as his long fingers deftly flipped through pages of the book in his hand with so much intent. His dark eyes moved as he read each line. He was…handsome.
My breath hitched when I felt his gaze on me, I quickly shut my eyes close and pretended to be asleep.
"Like what you see?" His deep voice echoed throughout the room.
I've been caught. I slowly sat up, wrapping the duvet around my body.
"Who are you?" I asked, my voice small.
"I thought Julian briefed you," He replied flatly, closing the book in hand shut.
I racked my mind for where in the contract this man was mentioned but I couldn't recall anything. Except… I looked at him and held the duvet closer to my chest.
Was he the one I was meant to get pregnant for?
The man stood up, his height making him look intimidating. He stalked me slowly, his steps calculating till he stood just next to my bed.
He crouched down, bringing our faces close to each other. I studied his face up close and he looked…somewhat familiar.
I searched my memory of where I'd seen this face and just then realization hit me.
"Lucas White?!" I gasped, bringing my hands to my mouth. Were my eyes failing me or was this THE Lucas white standing in front of me?
He smirked and stood upright. "Took you a while."
Lucas white was a big business mogul and one of the richest men in the country. He had business in every sector of the economy —entertainment, fashion, entertainment, mining, politics…name it. His face was on the cover of so many magazines I've read.
"A-Are you going to be the father of my child?" I stammered, feeling small in his presence.
"We should be making babies already but someone right here didn't adhere to instructions and have her bath!" He deadpanned.