Chapter 5 Tell Daddy your name

Adrienne's POV

My eyes widen in shock as I stare at my phone in horror. I had a denied expression like I wasn't the one who used his picture as my wallpaper. "I had no idea you were related..d" I stammered, and internally cussed at Jeffrey. Only God knows how many things he had kept away from me. He had literally retained me in the dark for the whole years we were together, and I had trusted him blindly. At this point, I am a bit convinced that he had snitched me to my evil step-brothers.

"Why would he tell you when he had eloped with millions of my money?" Gideon sneered in disdain. The veins on his forehead were bulging out of anger "A bastard and ungrateful nephew of mine who I had trusted without looking back. Well...I had ceased searching for him a week after his disappearance, but now I have a reason to summon his ass" he shakes his head and mutters as his eyes squinted with a hidden agenda. I was surprised at how calm he was about the money. Mi..millions?!

"I hope you know that I have no hand in the money he might have stolen from you?" I slightly bent my head to look at his face.

Gideon scoffed and sounded off, "I might have believed you if you weren't the same person hiding from your supposed debtors"

I had forgotten that I lied about my situation. I sigh in distress and gently grab my phone from him.

The rest of the ride was quiet until we got to the mall. The only B&B fashion branch that is located in this city. It's one of the most expensive brands which is owned and controlled by the famous actress Kendall. I wasn't surprised I was brought here. After all, he was dripping in heavy bucks.

"Let's go," Gideon urged, but I didn't move as I sat there like a statue, while his bodyguards rushed to open the door for the both of us.

"If they see us together, what will they say? I can't risk my private life just like that Mr. Gideon. The media will only endanger my life" I declined sincerely. The worst thing I could let people know is that I was related to those vicious brothers of mine. I will surely be termed as a killer no matter how much I might defend myself.

"Don't pull the pitiful trick on me. My world revolves around the media, and so will that of anyone who has a special bond with me," Gideon frowned.

"It's not like there is truly a special bond between us. After all, I will only perform my part as your fiancee, and you will do as schemed. You can as well as keep your private life personal, and only introduce me as your fiancee to probably your friends and families." I tried to prove a point, but from his expression, he was not accepting my opinion.

"There is a reason why I suddenly proposed for you to be my fiancee. For me to accept your conditions, there is nothing like keeping you private. If truly you were my adored woman, you don't have to tell me how cautious I should be. Besides, you are doing this all in return for your safety. If the world should acknowledge that you are my fiancee, they wouldn't dare to lay a hand on you." He muttered with a serious expression.

I am clueless about the reason why my heart slumped when he mentioned that I wasn't his adored woman. I had repeated our fake relationship more than once and the one time he acknowledged me as his fake woman, I felt miserable. Am I that desperate to be loved and treasured?

Gideon raised his eyebrows for my response, but I was mute as I stepped out of the car. The moment the securities realized who he was, they all bowed in regard until we got into the enormous and sparkling mall. Aside from the dressing floor, from the outside, each floor was labelled as makeup and jewelry spaces. It was beyond amazing, and I couldn't help but admire everywhere as we entered inside.

All of a sudden, everyone in the mall began to hastily exit. I was baffled as I watched them tremble to steal glances at me and Gideon. What? If I am not mistaken, the majority of the people who can afford this type of luxurious item are only elites from this Neuchâtel city, and now they were dismissed for the presence of Gideon.

How absurd.

Is this the life I would be living for the next few months? My stomach churned painfully and I staggered backward, making my legs intertwine. Before I could land on the floor, Gideon was fast enough to grab me in his arms. "Are you okay?" he inquired calmly, as his brows furrowed in concern.

"Yes, I am" I replied, and pulled myself out of his grip.

We were guided to the jewelry floor where everything arranged was majorly gold, diamonds rings, and other types of pieces of jewelry. I understood Gideon's intention the moment he strolled towards the diamond ring sections. The attendant kept stuttering on her words each time she tried to give details on the ring because each one he chose, he dropped them like someone feeling bored.

It's not like I forced him to come and feed his eyes. Why come here when you definitely don't have anything to buy? I pressed my stomach to stop it from rumbling loudly because I was beyond famished, but I still needed to keep going. My complicated thoughts were interrupted the moment I raised my displeased eyes to meet Gideon and the others staring at me. I felt embarrassed as I assumed they had heard the sound of my stomach until he repeated his statement.

"Pick anyone you like," Gideon instructed, but I only looked at him like a moron.

"What?" I whispered. "Are you cracking a joke or something? I...I'm not interested in putting on a diamond ring" I almost screamed at his face. Was he trying to buy me? How absurd to think of purchasing millions of dollars ring for a fake fiancee.

"But I want a diamond on your finger" he insists "There are other sections we can take a look at. Or do you have a design in mind?" He queries like someone in a profound situation.

"Mr. Gide...Sweetheart" I breathe. "You see...I don't like any of the accessories in here. We..."I tried to comfort my stunned self, but then my eyes met that of the attendant. She looked like someone who was scared of being chastised later for not being capable enough to make the items entice her customers, especially someone like Gideon Magnus.

I looked at Gideon in worry and stood on my toes to his ear, "Will you be able to afford it? I mean...I know you are very rich, like seriously rich, but don't you think you are taking things too far?"

Gideon only nodded his head, signaling for the attendant to carefully package a couple of diamond crystal rings. The guards suddenly moved a few inches away as we were escorted to the dressing floor. While we were strolling with our arms linked together, Gideon let out, "You still need a lot of guidance about me. You shouldn't act surprised when I purchase things. You don't have to make it so obvious that you are a pauper, or you might tarnish my reputation." He blurted, making me squeeze my face in irritation.

"I guess it shouldn't be my concern. I was cautious enough to make you comprehend that I wasn't selling myself to you for money" I pulled my arm out of his and sizzled in repugnance.

"You can only be worried about me if you are my woman for real. I thought ladies loved it when they were treated like baby girls. I guess I stumbled on a different one." He teased and forcefully yanked me towards him.

The next four hours were spent styling my hair, makeup and shopping for the perfect dress, bags, and high heels for whatever conference meeting Gideon and I were attending. I was thankful that he considered we should go and eat at a nearby restaurant before doing all those things, but still, my mind couldn't wipe off the possibility of how these things bought for me could make me a landlord of acres of land and owner of a Clinic. A selfish thought crossed my mind as I wished I could escape and go invest in my life with these expensive things.

I jerked out of my thoughts the moment Gideon rubbed my bare shoulder. "You look stunning. Your beauty will make those bimbos curl in jealousy. It's time to go" he played with the side curls of my hair.

"I'm nervous" I breathed and stood up. I stare at the perfectly fitting ring that I had fixed in my hand myself. I sigh and look in the mirror. I was amazed at how gorgeous I appeared. The half-shoulder short black dress was truly perfect just like the stylist suggested. The sparkling stones streaked by the edges of the dress made it more attractive, but I was nervous at how extensively the dress tightened my skin.

I realized that I have never been touched up in this way. I traced the visible parts of my breast and tried to cover it up, but it couldn't shift upward. My body froze when Gideon suddenly moved to my front and slightly pulled the material to cover my boobs. He raised his eyes to meet that of mine as my heart beat faster than normal. His eyes were a mix of darkness and desire as his hand traced from my arm down to my waist. He pulled me closer to him by my hand, and placed his large manicured hand on my butt cheek. My mind was screaming for me to scold him for trespassing, but I was far too hypnotized by his eyes as I leaned closer instead.

"You know....even with all this, I still don't know your name," He whispered in a husky tone that made my knees weak. "Tell Daddy what your name is" he urged as he lifted his thumb to trace my lips.

"Adrienne...my name is Adrienne" I stammered. The moment I said that, he spanked me so hard that I felt a rush of liquid dripping from my core to my panties.

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