"Two and a half million dollars. That fucking bastard. He costs more than grandma and grandpa gave the both of us together." Jason said angrily hitting his dashboard.

"Well, he was good at his job." I tried to reason as I drove to my brother's house slowly. Actually, it was the house we grew up in, so it was weird saying that it belonged to my brother. Jason sighed, before hiccupping.

"That's exactly why I want him. He would bring me so much money. I was thinking about opening my own gym with fights every Saturday. Legal ones of course. Having him as my first fighter would be so cool. I would even call the gym 'Charming gym' or something like that." He rambled and I snorted at the name.

"Good thing he's not cheap then." I joked and he actually punched my shoulder.
"Hey, I'm driving." I scowled at him. Jason sighed, before groaning.
"Ugh, I want him!"

"Do you realize how wrong that sounds?" I joked again and he punched my shoulder on the same spot.
"Ouch, Jason!" I hissed. Okay, I get it. No jokes around drunk Jason.

"It's not funny. I need to find a way to get him. You know it's been my dream to open my own fighter's gym." He said and I frowned. Really?
"Actually, I didn't know that." I always thought Jason was satisfied with the way his life turned out.

Right after Jason and I graduated, we both went to college. Unfortunately, our grandparents died in a car crash not even a year after. They inherited us everything. Jason got the house and half of the million. And I got my college provided and the other half of the million. I was lucky to be blessed with such amazing grandparents, and I will always be thankful for what they did for us. They raised us after our mom left. We never knew our dad, but with such caring authorities in our lives, Jason and I didn't need to.

"Oh well. Now you do. I want to do something with my pathetic life. I want to make our grandparents proud." He said and I was surprised he mentioned them, since their death is still a sore topic for the both of us.

"That's nice, Jason. I wish you best of luck and you know I'll always be there for you if you need me. Just like now." I said and Jason smiled at me.
"I know. That's why you're my favourite sister and I love you to death." He said and I rolled my eyes.

"I'm your only sister." I said just when I parked into his driveway. I killed the engine and helped my brother outside. He stumbled even more than before and I giggled when he almost fell. Jason shot me a dark look that told me to shut up and I did. We made it inside the house and I led him upstairs into his room. I took off his shoes and he fell onto the bed, face first.

"Good night." I giggled and Jason murmured something into the pillow. I was afraid he'd run out of oxygen so I turned his head, letting his nose breath.
"Nighty night." He smiled at me before closing his eyes. I shook my head, a small smile on my face.

I got downstairs and made sure to turn off every light in the house. I went back to the car and started the engine.

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Once I got home safely, I took off all of my clothes and got into the shower. I looked at the clock after wrapping myself into the towel and realized it was only past ten p.m. Maybe criminal minds was still on. So I walked into the small living room of my apartment, dodging the empty boxes and sat down on the couch.

I was happy Jason installed my t.v. before he installed anything else. Even though I was already here for three weeks, my apartment still needed some necessary furniture and things like a microwave. I should also buy some pillows for the couch, I thought as I roamed through the channels.

"Yes." I said when I saw Agent Morgan's face appear on the screen. He is so handsome and his voice gives me the good kind of chills. I got a little cold though, since I was still only wrapped in my towel, but I didn't want to get up. Even though cold droplets ran down my back, because my hair was still wet, I decided to change as soon as the show was over.

But before I could think about my decision twice, my doorbell rung and I jumped, my heart picking up speed. Who would visit me at this hour? I hugged myself and stood up, nearing the door on my tiptoes. I looked through the peephole of my apartment door and let out a gasp. What was he doing here?!

Prince Charming turned his head towards me after hearing the noise and I inwardly hissed at myself for letting out a sound. My breath hitched when he suddenly smirked.
"I can hear you."

"What do you want?" I answered after a heartbeat.
"Open the door." He demanded, clenching his jaw.
"I-I can't." I said and he rose an eyebrow, just like the time we first met and he didn't let me into the club.

"Too bad, you're going to." He crossed his arms over his chest and gave me a stern look.
"No. Leave or I'll call the police." I threatened. How did he even know where I lived? Well, it does say it on my ID, but how did he remember that? It's been a week for Pete's sake.

"You're funny, Lilah. Open up." He chuckled and I sighed.
"What do you want?" I asked again and he scoffed, before looking to his left and right. He shoved his hand in his leather jacket pocket and pulled out a small metal stick. What was he- my eyes widened when I heard him fidgeting with the door lock. He's breaking in! What should I do? I looked around for my phone and realized it was in my room, currently charging.

I turned around to sprint towards it when the door got kicked open and I let out a yelp when it hit my side hard. Prince Charming watched me struggle to gain my balance and took a hold of my towel. I tried to get away from him, but my bare feel slipped, so I had no power.

"Calm down." He kicked the door close with his foot and pulled me towards him roughly. Even though he smelled amazing and being this close to him after seeing him fight made me feel some type of way, I knew I had to resist him.

"Let go of me." I hissed and he glanced down at the little space between us, before smirking. He let go of my towel and I felt it slipping off my body. I gasped and had no time to cover myself. But Prince Charming wrapped his hands around me and pulled me flat against his hard body. Oh my God. I blushed hard and looked down to see he had covered me up.

"You want me to let go of you now?" His voice was deep and raspy as I looked up at him again. His lips were parted slightly and he looked down at me through his thick eyelashes. I saw his face was clear from tattoos and gulped when he licked his bottom lip slowly. Upon seeing my reaction, his lips turned upwards in a smug smirk.
"Turn around." I scoffed and he tilted his head to the left.
"Why?" He asked.
"B-because I'm naked." I stuttered and he let out a chuckle.

"I can see that." I felt his hand run down my spine until it stopped right above my bottom. Then he let a single finger run the same path upwards again. I shuddered under his touch and pressed myself harder into him, hoping he would get the memo and stop.

"You don't like that? I figured after the last time we were in here together..." He trailed off, smirking smugly and my eyes widened.
"You-"
"Yes, I brought you home that night. I figured if I didn't do it, no one would." He said and I scoffed.

"My friend and I would've shared a cab." As always, I wanted to add.
"Oh yeah? Well, your friend was nowhere to be seen when I found you." He made it sound like I was very drunk.

"So what? You came here to hear a thank you? If that's all you want, then thanks." I said, starting to shiver, because my back was getting cold.
"You cold?" He asked and I gave him a look, making him chuckle.

"Come on, let's get you into some clothes." He said, taking a step away from me and bending down to get the towel for me. I gasped and covered myself with my hands. Prince Charming- who was definitely not as charming as promised- straightened his back again, slow enough to make me feel uncomfortable as his eyes roamed my whole body.

"On another note though..." He said as he looked at my arm that was currently covering my chest. I only had one arm for that since my other one was busy protecting my private area.

"Perv." I stated and he narrowed his eyes at me before covering my front with the towel and I was save to wrap it around myself again. I was about to run upstairs when he wrapped an arm around my covered waist.

"I'm not stupid. As soon as I let you out of my sight, you'll call the cops." He said into my ear.
"So what? You want me to change in front of you." I said sarcastically.

"I'm delighted to see that you're still smart. Come on." He slightly pushed me and I walked towards my bedroom. What did he mean by that? He talked as if he knew me. But I could swear I've never seen him before the night at the club.

"Who are you?" I decided to finally ask.
"Not important." He answered and I huffed, opening my bedroom door.
"Then what do you want from me? Why are you here?" I didn't even know his real name and he has already seen more than most of the guys I let in my life.

He didn't answer as I got some clothes out of my closet. I heard him settle down on my bed when I closed the closet doors and walked towards my bathroom.
"Uh-uh. I said in front of me." He stood up and I felt his presence behind me.

"I'm not going to change in front of you. Forget it." I snapped, turning to glare up at him.
"Then you're not going to change at all." He said. Who was he to tell me that?! I was getting very frustrated with his behaviour.

"Who do you think you are?" I pushed him, but he didn't even budge.
"First, you deny me access to that stupid club! Then you bring me home like you actually care about my well-being. One week later you still glare at me, even if I didn't even do anything. Then you come here, in my apartment and demand ridiculous things. Thinking I would obey, just because you're handsome and scary at the same time. But guess what? I'm not scared if you. Because if you wanted to harm me you would've already." I breath out.

He didn't say anything and just stared at me with a blank face. I groaned and hit his chest. What is it with that guy?! Suddenly he took a hold of my hands and pushed me against a wall. He brought my arms above my head and I felt my heartbeat quicken.

"You-" He started growling. But stopped upon hearing my gasp. Okay, maybe he was scary. He had a murderous look on his eyes, but it softened when he realized I was scared. He took both of my wrists in one hand, still holding them above my head. Then I felt his other hand on my neck as the pad of his thumb caressed my cheek.

I turned my head towards him again and all the fear vanished when I saw how he looked at me.