Chapter 2 Drake's Lover

Juvia's family is normal, they are just small traders who make enough to make ends meet. Compared to Belson's family, it truly cannot be on par. Such a grandfather insisted on being Juvia, even though he didn't understand what the purpose of marriage was. What benefits does Belson's family get from his and Juvia's marriage?

The next morning, Juvia woke up. She frowned, feeling each pain coming from the top of her head. Sit up, put your hands on your head, and look around. The room is large, with luxurious black and white colors as the main tone. Compared to the cramped room, this was exactly what she had dreamed of for so long.

- Where is this? Why am I here?

At this moment the bathroom door opened. Drake wiped his tangled hair and looked at her. Juvia didn't know why but suddenly shouted, making him frown.

- Are you crazy?

- You... you... what did you do to me last night? Who permitted you to bring me to your home?

- What do you do?

Looking at her hand clutching the collar of his shirt, Drake smirked and walked to the closet and took out a black suit, intentionally teasing her.

- Isn't there a wedding next week? I bet you don't have any opinions about me looking at my wife's body, right?

- You!... Aaaaaa...

Drake comfortably took off his bathrobe right before her eyes and put on the other suit. Juvia screamed, face down on the pillow. Drake didn't care and walked straight out.

- Why are you so shy? I can't see anything before or after.

- Shut up!

Juvia's soft hood stiffened, until she could no longer hear any noise, then gradually opened it and looked. Later, someone brought new clothes. Juvia curiously secretly asked the maid.

- Who changed my clothes yesterday?

- That, I don't know.

The worker gave her the clothes and left, Juvia felt like she wanted to cry. If it was him, she would probably die from embarrassment. Quickly changing clothes, she walked downstairs to see him sitting on the sofa reading the newspaper and drinking tea. Truly the style of rich people, always calm and gentle.

- I went to the group first.

- I'll take you away!

Drake stood up, took the key, and walked out without letting her react any further. Juvia is currently an employee of the creative department of Luc Thi Group. If this small position goes to the same corporation as the president, what a huge wave of public opinion will happen. But she had no right to argue, so she had to follow him, sitting in the car and feeling worried.

- Once you get close to the corporation, you can stop the car.

- Why?

- Stop joking, isn't your lover Lucy? If she sees me and you entering the corporation, what will happen?

Suddenly, Drake's eyes turned gray. He braked suddenly, causing her to dive forward. Drake looked over at her, without a trace of emotion in his eyes.

- Do you also know that the person I love is Lucy? So tell me, thanks to whom do I have to look happy and satisfied with you like this?

- If you don't want to, you can refuse to marry me.

- Refuse? Do you think I have the right to refuse? My position as president is still in your hands, Juvia.

After that, he drove on. The space in the car was cramped and stuffy, the two didn't say a word to each other, just silently turned their eyes to the road. When he arrived at the corporation's garage, he looked at her with a happy face.

- Let me open the car door for you.

He not only opened the car door but also held her hand and walked in. Juvia really couldn't pull her hand out of his hand. The more she pulled away, the tighter he squeezed her hand, causing her hand to become numb. I don't know if it's because of bad luck or what, but today the hall doesn't have a single employee. That's good, she doesn't want any bad words said about her.

Stepping into the room, Juvia tiredly lowered herself onto the office chair. The surrounding staff ran to her place to chat and stir.

- Hey, have you heard about the former commander's visit?

- Former president?

- That's right, don't you see that today no one in the hall dares to peek out?

Juvia gasped, it turned out that his actions were because his father visited the group today. That person is truly not kind.

Thinking about getting married, she didn't dare think about that prospect. The marriage was entirely Grandfather John's intention. For some reason, Drake's grandfather wanted her to become his wife after just one meeting.

Her house is only mid-range. Her parents are just businessmen with two normal fashion shops. How can a simple two-story house with 3 people compare to the large villas of the Belson family?

What annoyed her even more was when Grandpa John suggested it. Her parents did not have a single word of refusal but immediately accepted. They are not the type of people who sell their daughter for money. They love her so much that now people want to take her away and they nod in agreement. While lost in thoughts, the chief's voice rang out.

- Juvia, please bring these papers to the chairman's office for me.

- Yes.

Juvia held the file and walked back to the elevator. She is just an ordinary office worker and has no right to refuse. Stepping out of the elevator, she walked to his room. The room's door was unlocked, causing all the images inside to come into her sight. Drake looked out the door and saw her but still didn't react to her. His arms reached out to hug Lucy's waist, deepening the unfinished kiss. Breaking the kiss, Lucy whined on his lap.

- Do you know how sad people are this morning?

- Sorry, but my father is in the lobby and I can't help it. Be good, or do you want me to lose everything?

- Huh, I know.