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And now, my only option is to crash at Adam's place. I can't believe I'm about to step foot in his dad's mansion! The thought of being under the same roof as both Adam, who clearly wants to take our relationship to the next physical level, and his Dad, the famous self-made billionaire, makes my stomach do somersaults.
I take a deep breath, trying to shake off the nerves. It's not like I have much choice. It's either swallow my pride and deal with Adam or freeze my ass off in the streets. Tough call…but I do hate the cold.
Slowly but surely, the scenery transforms from a concrete jungle to a winter wonderland. Snow-covered fields stretch out, and a chill drafts through the window, making me turn the vent towards me and discreetly turn the heat up just a little more.
I gaze out at the sprawling landscapes, the pure white blanket that covers the world. It's beautiful, in a way. But it also feels so damn lonely. I feel so lonely if I’m being honest with myself, even with Adam right next to me.
We have almost next to nothing in common, which is a sad reality I have to face, and now I have no choice but to stay with him a little while longer. Just to have a roof over my head. Adam seems super excited about the whole sleepover ordeal, which is raising a lot of red flags for me. He seems bored with me most of the time unless he thinks he’ll get the chance to make out with me. All the pressure that he’s been laying on is about to get ten times harder to avoid with us living together. At least the estate is enormous, according to Adam himself.
Yet, that’s another thing that has me on edge—Adam's dad's fancy mansion. I haven’t even seen it yet, but I already feel like I don’t belong. It's the epitome of everything I don't have—a life of riches, security, and comfort. Millions of miles away from my efficient apartment and the trailer parks of my youth.
I fidget with the edge of my seat, my nerves coiling tighter by the minute. This is gonna be interesting. Living with Adam, the guy who knows how to push my buttons with just a damn smirk, and a literal billionaire in the form of his father. God help me.
As the miles pass by, I clench my hands in my lap, my mind a whirlwind of uncertainty. But deep down, beneath the layers of doubt, there's a spark of hope that refuses to be extinguished. I may be young and lost, but I won't let life's curveballs knock me out for good.
I have to count my blessings. At least I will have a place to sleep and an opulent one at that. The estate should be big enough for me to avoid Adam most of the time, and he promised me that his dad really doesn’t mind me staying. This will give me a rare opportunity to keep all of my earnings from work without all of them going directly to rent, so that will be nice.
Plus, Adam also told me I could drive one of his spare vehicles, even if the idea of having more than one vehicle at a time boggles my mind. Maybe if I just pick up some extra shifts and spend most of my time at the diner…
Adam's voice breaks the silence, making me jolt back to reality. “You know, Melody, the timing of all of this works out well, even if it sucks for you. I thought it'd be nice to have some alone time.”
I shift uncomfortably in my seat, my heart sinking. We haven’t even gotten to his dad’s place yet, and he’s already letting me know he plans on it being a ‘romantic time’. Meanwhile, I want very little to do with Adam. The guilt about wanting to break up with him right before the eviction threatens to surface again, but I tamp it down.
“Adam,” I say, my voice firm, “I’m really, really stressed out about everything right now and I haven’t been sleeping well. I just want to get some rest, okay?”
A smug smile tugs at the corners of his lips, his eyes glinting with a predatory gleam. “Come on, Melody. Don't pretend like you're not tempted. The way you used to look at me…you can't deny the chemistry.”
I roll my eyes, refusing to be drawn into his manipulative games. “Chemistry doesn't excuse toxic behavior, Adam. I just want to rest, like I said.”
His grip on the steering wheel tightens, his knuckles turning white. “All you do is push me away, Melody. How long do you expect me to stick around when the woman that’s supposed to be mine doesn’t want to give me anything more than a kiss?”
Anger bubbles within me. “No, Adam. I am not yours. I am my own person. Now, let's drop it before this becomes a real fight.”
“Fine,” he snaps. “But don’t forget that I’m doing you a favor, here. It wouldn’t hurt for you to be a little nicer.”
The car speeds on, each passing mile amplifying the tension between us. Snowflakes dance outside, casting a serene beauty over the landscape, a stark contrast to the turmoil within the vehicle. I find solace in the thought that soon we'll be at our destination, where I can finally escape his suffocating presence.
While the distance increases, the snow starts to fall harder, and my stomach starts to tie itself in knots from stress. This seems awfully far from the city, and it’s going to be a long drive to work for me. And the snow is really starting to come down…what if we get snowed in? Any other time it might sound like a magical winter interlude, but with Adam? Not so much.
After a few minutes, Adam tries again, this time a little nicer. But I’m not fooled. “Look, I’m sorry if I’m going on too strong. I’m just looking forward to all this extra time we’re going to get to spend together.”
I purse my lips. “I feel like you’re taking things so fast. I need some space is all.”
“It’s been months!” he groans. “I’m a man, you know. I can’t wait forever to–”
“Stop,” I bite out, crossing my arms. “If you can’t stop bringing up…intimacy…then you can just drop me off at a hotel. I’ll figure it out.”
Adam's gaze flickers with anger and frustration. "Fine, Melody. Play hard to get. But mark my words, you won't be able to resist me for long. I always get what I want."
I shake my head, “You don't understand, Adam. It's not about playing hard to get. It's about self-respect.”
He doesn’t answer this time, and silence stretches. The car hurtles along, carrying us closer to the mansion that looms in the distance. The snowflakes continue their graceful descent, seemingly untouched by the turmoil within the vehicle.
Adam's unpleasantness may cast a shadow, but I won't allow it to define me or dampen my spirit. He’s such a spoiled brat that it’s astounding, but there’s nothing to be done about it. I’m at his mercy right now—in a way, at least. I need a roof over my head, and because of Adam, it will be free for a little while.
Adam guides the car around a bend, and the mansion comes into view, standing proud and majestic amidst the snowy landscape. My breath catches in my throat, and my eyes widen in disbelief. I can hardly believe that this is the place I'll be staying for a while.
My God, is this place even real? It's like something out of a magazine. I've never seen anything like it.
