I looked into Greg's eyes hoping to see an ounce of warmth towards me, a little recognition, but he didn't seem to want to remember me. What could I have been thinking? A man so rich probably wouldn't want to be likened to me, a vulgar provincial girl.
I'm certainly famous on Instagram but anyone with a pretty face can be if they have enough skill to know how to do it. I bit my lip before deciding to leave. He'll be my future boss and we'll have plenty of time to see each other, every day, be close to each other and… I blushed before shaking my head.
What am I thinking about when the man in my fantasies doesn't have the same thoughts as me? If I continue like this I'm going to look crazy and he's going to file a complaint for sexual harassment. With the fortune he has, it's sure that I'll rot in jail and it's impossible for me to take revenge on the Alpha of Soul Moon. I took a deep breath before regaining my composure. I bowed to greet him and leave but he spoke again.
"You haven't changed... You still can't hide your feelings. People can read to you like in an open book, my little mermaid."
I stiffened up not believing my ears. He remembered me, he really remembered me.
I turned to look at him tearfully as he finally smiled at me.
My heart skipped a beat before panicking. He was as beautiful and even more than in my memories. That tender gaze and that charming smile nailed me the moment I laid eyes on him.
It was a fateful destiny, I knew it from that tiny moment. This man, I would have him in my skin for the rest of my life.
So he had really ignored me on purpose.
I scowled, giving him a look of annoyance, and he scratched his cheek.
"Did you really act like you didn't know me? Or that's not the problem. Two years ago, why did you give me that stupid nickname as a name when you had a real name? I was a joke for you, right?"
I crossed my arms waiting for his response as he shook his head like a child caught in the act.
It was cute, nothing like the majestic and overwhelming look from earlier. Looked like he'd do anything to make sure I didn't misunderstand him
" No you were not a joke to me it's just that I couldn't tell you who I was at that moment. But my feelings I assure you were sincere. I'm happy to see you again."
I sighed before grabbing the railing and looking at him. I watched behind and the curtains were drawn, the glass doors closed.
" I imagine that you don't want us to be seen together."
" I have my reasons."
I nodded. I don't want to impose myself on his life either, he owes me nothing and moreover I have always been weak in front of him.
I remember no matter how many times we got angry over trifles, he just had to look at me with his beautiful eyes for me to forget everything and forgive him.
In addition and above all, we are no longer together. No matter how I feel around him, he doesn't answer me just like I don't answer him.
"So... have you thought of me? I mean you left like a thief... And as you said about yourself, your feelings were sincere so I'm thinking maybe you happened to think of me from time to time…"
I looked at him out of the corner of my eye to probe him and he came to stand beside me crossing his arms.
" And you, did you think of me?"
It was the same story as him. Always trying to make me confess before him, but whatever, if it's for him I can throw my pride in the trash.
" Yes... I thought of you night and day, I cried a lot too. Come on, I was only 16 at the time and you made me love you so much that I asked myself a lot of questions."
Greg was silent for a moment before sighing.
"It was not my intention to hurt you. I had to leave like this and I really regret it…"
" It's not a trial either anyway I was able to overcome it and I moved on."
"Are you in a relationship again?"
His voice was low and I felt a little guilty. I was in a relationship when we went out so of course when I got back I took my relationship with my boyfriend.
I bit my lip not wanting to answer until I heard Greg speak.
"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have asked you that. You owe me nothing more…"
" And you? You still haven't answered my question…"
" Yes, I did it. I really loved you, Sophia... Even though you might not believe it, I was crazy for you…"
I clenched my fists, now what? Does he no longer love me? What exactly am I thinking? Even if my heart continues to yearn for him, I cannot force him to feel the same for me.
Especially since we are not from the same world and the women around him are so famous.
Greg kept looking at Sophia wanting to know how she felt, did she still love him like before? Or what Elsa told him was more serious than that. He hoped it was the first option because it will be easier when she knows who he is outside of this Greg Travis hat, the multi-billionaire, and playboy.
"You have a lot of admirers from what I saw...."
What the hell am I thinking and where does it come from? It came out on its own and now I don't know how to make up for this blunder.
"I'm not that playboy as described by all ... I ... Just forget that yes they make advances to me but I do not care so much."
I looked at Greg delighted but also wondering what he meant before stopping.
"So... How did you end up here Sophia?"
He asked the question and I pursed my lips. What should I tell him?