Falling for Jaylon

Chapter One

I hid in the rafters as the police searched the grounds for me. I am in a split keeping my balance on the beams as the flashlights goes behind the dark areas of the warehouse that I am using to hid in. It is a better way to blend in with the environment.

A man walked into the warehouse when he growled, "May I ask what is going on here? This is private property."

The man was tall with dark clean-cut hair with a five-clock shadow. He had an expensive suit on as if he has money and a lot of it. One of the police officers walked over to him, "Sorry, Mr. Cunning. Didn't realize this was one of your property."

The man tilted his head towards me as he asked with a grin on his face, "What is this about?" God please, don't say anything. The officer sighed as I closed my eyes, "A Runaway." I snorted silently to myself. Yeah, right. A Runaway.

I am freaken twenty-year-old. The reason why I am being looked like a runaway is because of my evil stepmother is trying to make me marry a man I don't know because she hates me.

The man turned his head towards the door, "As you can see your runaway isn't here." Oh, thank god. Maybe he didn't see me after all. The officer nodded as he whistle, "She not here. Let's move it." Another officer walked over as he sighed, "But sir, we saw her run in here." Mr. Cunning held out his hands to his side when let out a growl, "Obviously, she isn't here."

The officer shook his head as they the whole force walked out of the warehouse. The one that was talking Mr. Cunning patted Mr. Cunning on his shoulder, "If you find someone hang around that shouldn't be, please give me a call. Her mom is pretty worry about her."

I shook my head as Mr. Cunning tilted his head to me as I mentally slapped my forehead, don't fall for that poor mom act. That woman is evil. Evil, I tell you.

He gave a grin then looked back at the officer, "I will make sure to keep an eye out for the child." The officer nodded as they both left the warehouse.

I took a big sighed as I waited to make sure that everyone is gone when I heard footsteps. Shit. I am in the most uncomfortable positions to be able to hid away.

Mr. Cunning walked back into the warehouse with an apple in one hand and a knife in another hand.

He leaned against the wall as he chuckled and placed the knife through the apple then sliced it. He held the slice for a moment before popping the slice into his mouth. Why does he looks so sexy eating an apple like that? I shook my head as I closed my eyes as he whistle, "Here kitty, kitty."

I tilted my head; wait he has a cat. Awe. Where this kitty?

Mr. Cunning lifted off the wall as he walked towards the middle of the warehouse as he tilted his head towards me as he tsked placing the knife into the apple to cut another slice, "Come on Kitty, come down. It gets pretty cold out here at night. I wouldn't want your pretty head to freeze."

Wait, is he calling me kitty?

He finds me pretty.

What the hell, why do I care about if he finds me pretty?

I shook my head as I am not moving. If he didn't see me then I am not giving up my location. I am not going back to that awful home and to that evil woman to have me married off.

Not happening.

He shook his head as he slid the slice into his mouth then placed the knife into the apple then placed it on a box. He walked to the door, "Have a good night, Kitty." He walked out then shut the door.

I gave it a few moments before I swung my legs around to have them sway off of the beams. I took a deep breath as I can finally move my legs again. I mean come on that hurts. Okay, I took gymnastics, and I am extremely flexible. I can placed myself into a pretzel if I wanted to.

I sway my legs a couple times then threw myself to the floor. I tucked my head as I rolled on the ground then on to my feet. I swiped the dust off of my jeans then went to the door.

No... No... No...

It is locked.

Shit.

I spent three hours trying to find away to get out of this place as I ate the apple. I was going crazy. I needed out of here. I banged my hands on the door as I couldn't get it open.

I pulled my sweater around me as the cold air settled in. Fuck. He was right, it gets cold in here. I walked over to the corner as I slid down the wall then placed my head on my knees as tears went down my face. What was I thinking. I should have took my chance with Mr. Cunning.

I wonder who he is. Why didn't the cops question him more? Why didn't he give me up? I know he saw me. He calling me Kitty.

I shivered from the cold as the door opened when a blanket was thrown into the warehouse. I got up when I ran to the door when I yelled, "No. Don't shut it again." The door slammed as my fist hit the door, "NO."

My tears ran down my face as I turned around then leaned my head against the door. I slid down the door as I cried, What the hell am I going to do now? Why is he making me stay here?

I got up and grabbed the blanket and threw it around me and went back to the door. I laid my head against the door as I sat on the floor. If the door is going to open again then I was going to be right here and take off when it opens.

My eyes started to get heavy as I felt myself sliding down as I fell asleep.

Do I hear a bird?

I opened my eyes as there is a bird right next to me. I lifted it up as I squint my eyes as I saw a small hole in the roof. I tilted my head, can I fit through that? I got up as I jumped back up to a beams like I did last time.

I carefully placed my feet on the beams as I slid my feet across to the hole. I pulled myself up as I tried to lifted over when I slipped when I started to fall.

Shit.

Chapter Two

I hit the ground hard when the air left my lungs as I heard a chuckled behind me. I lifted up then looked over to the chuckled. Mr. Cunning walked out of the shadows.

Shit.

Was he there this whole time? I looked back at the door to see that it was opened.

I got up as he walked closer to me as he shook his head, "Don't think about running, kitty. If you do then the police will definitely find you."

My fingers curled up against my palms when I snarled, "What do you want from me?" He tsked as he walked around me, "Kitty, you broke into my warehouse and you want to know what I want from you." I turned my head from him when he asked, "So, tell me. What is kitty running from?" I closed my eyes, "None of your business."

He leaned towards me, "When you are bring cops to my properties, it becomes my business." What the hell? Who is this guy that he doesn't want police around his properties.

The door from the back of the warehouse opened, it didn't open for me last night when a car pulled in. Probably locked from the outside. I feel like I am in a mafia movie when a car pulls up to make a big gun or drug deal right now.

Mr. Cunning walked over to the car and opened the door, "Get in the car, Kitty." I bowed my head as I growled, "What if I don't want to." He chuckled as he walked back over to me, "Oh, you are going to get in the car." He shrugged his shoulders as he came into view, "It is up to you how you get into the car."

I turned my head when he chuckled, "Keep it up, kitty. I am the big mean doggie that will bite."

Fuck. I tilted my head up at him as I sighed, "Fine." He chuckled as I walked over to the car, "I knew you would see it my way. Kitty."

I got into the car as he slid behind me. I looked out of the window when the car moved out of the warehouse. I could see Mr. Cunning's reflection in the window as he kept his face forward and clenching his jaw. I tilted my head to him, "What are you going to do with me?"

His eyes darted to me, but he never moved his head, "I haven't figure that out yet." I closed my eyes, "You know, you can just let me out of this car, and I could be out of your hair quicker." He sat back as he shook his head, "Here is the thing, kitty. You walked into the meanest fucker's warehouse that you could have walked into. I have no attention on letting you running the streets. No one is supposed to know about that warehouse. The piggies wasn't supposed to know that I own it."

Fuck...

Fuck...

He is mafia or part of a gang?

The car moved through the city as I looked out the window as placed my forehead against the window, "Are you going to kill me?" He head tilted to me as he chuckled, "Well, that one option." I lifted from the window, "What is the other options?"

He shook his head as he sighed, "Here the thing, kitty. I need you for something." I tilted my head to him, "For what?" He chuckled as he placed his hand on my knee as I pried them off, "I need a fiancé." I shook my head as I pushed his fingers back to him, "I won't be a good one."

He shook his head ignoring what I just said, "You will play the happy fiancé, or I could just call the police and have charges brought on you for breaking and entering."

Fuck... No...

I groaned, "Fine! I will play the good little fiancé." He smirked at me as he pulled something out of his jacket, "Good. Here place this on." I took the big as ring from his big fingers when I sighed, "Why do you need a fake fiancé, anyways?" He shook his head as he looked out the window when I placed the ring on, "That is for me to know and you to just play your part."

He answered his phone when he snarled, "No, we need a new location...... No...... I had a mice problem that brought a piggie problem.... Good.... Get it done." He hung the phone as the car pulled up to a massive mansion.

Mr. Cunning opened the door when the car stopped. I got out as he sighed, "What is your name, Kitty?" I tilted my head as I think when he snarled, "Your real name."

Fuck.

"Ruby Clark."

He nodded as we walked up the house when I titled my head, "Yours or do I have call you Mr. Cunning or master." He chuckled as he shook his head when he opened the door, "Jaylon but people call me Jay." I nodded as my eyes traveled around the house when he snarled, "Don't think about taking anything."

I placed my hand on my hip, "Now is that anyway to treat your fiancé." He chuckled as he walked up the stairs that sat in front of the foyers, "Kitty, I would watch that mouth of yours." I followed behind him when he opened a door to a bedroom when I looked around, "Okay, is there a reason why you brought me to this room."

He smirked at me as I wanted to punch that smug look. Why this room? I can tell it is his room. "Because you are my fiancé, and we are about to have guest for a week." I groaned as I walked over to the bed when I sat down then laid my head back, "And you not going to tell me why?" He pulled off his jacket then started to unbutton his shirt. No... no... don't underdress in front of me.

Damn it.

He got a washboard for a stomach.

"Nope." He placed his shirt on the chair. I tilted my head from the bed, "Okay, then what do you do?" He laughed as he sat down and started taking off his shoes, "Nice try, kitty. You are not getting that either." I groaned, "Then what can I know?"

He tilted his head as he slid his shoes off, "Nothing." I threw my hands over my head, "Come on, Jay. I got to know something if I am going to play the good little fiancé." He groaned as he lifted up then started to unbuckle his belt, "All you need to know that is I am a powerful businessman that took over the family business. That is, it."

I turned towards him as he unzipped his pants, please don't get fully undress with me right here, "Family? Mother, sisters, father, brothers, anything." His pants slid down to his ankle. Fuck me. I closed my eyes as he hummed, "Father is ill, mother is gone, one sister and two brothers."

I lifted my hand up, "Finally, something I can work with." He shook his head as he walked towards the bathroom. Thank god. I was about to pounced on him like a dog in heat. He disappeared into the bathroom as he raised his voice, "How about you? Family?"

I groaned, "Evil stepmother and stepsister count." He poke his head out with a toothbrush in his mouth, "Is that why you are running?" I shrugged my shoulders, "They are part of the reason." He tilted his head as he walked out with his boxers still on his tight ass, "Okay, then what is the reason?" I shrugged my shoulders, "You have your secrets and I have mine."

He groaned as he went back into the bathroom. He came back out, "Well, tomorrow my family will be here. I hope you are a good actress." I lifted up, "Depends. Is my life in jeopardy?" He walked over to me when his fist went to either side of me, "Depends on how good of actress you are."

I swallowed and hard, "Okay." He leaned his lips inches from mine, "I think you should show me how much of an actress you are." He smirked, "Convenience me that you are my fiancé, kitty." I groaned, "Right now." He leaned closer to me as I moved back from him, "Yes, right now." I shrugged my shoulders, "I have to warn you, I haven't brush my teeth yet." He groaned as he lifted, "Go brush then show me how you going to convince my family."

I jumped up as I went to the bathroom as I looked around the sink for a toothbrush. I felt a hand on my hip when I jumped when he chuckled as he reach in front of me then opened a draw, "relax, kitty, I am just grabbing you a toothbrush." I nodded as he lifted a toothbrush up out of the draw when I grabbed it.

I turned to him with the toothbrush in my mouth as he crossed his arms, "Anytime, now. Kitty." I tilted my head, "Why do you keep calling me kitty?" He chuckled as he turned his head, "We get a lot of cats at that warehouse. Found the name fitting." I nodded as I turned and spit into the sink then raise my mouth. I turned back to him as he closed in on me, "Now, Kitty. Show me." I rolled my eyes, "Right here in the bathroom." He groaned, "You are now just stalling. For this to work, you are going to have to kiss me and not just a little peck on the cheek."

Chapter Three

"I am not stalling. I just don't kiss people in a bathroom." I snarled. He grabbed my arm then pulled me out of the bathroom. He pulled me into him, "You are out of the bathroom." Fuck...

I cleared my throat as I shook as I placed my arms around his neck as he lifted his eyebrow, "Have you done this before?" I rolled my eyes as I mocked him, "I done this before." He shook his head as his hand went to my hips when he pulled me into him, "Then show me."

I sighed as my lips went closer to his full lips. I looked into his dark brown eyes as I tilted my head to him. He groaned as his hand went to the back of my head as he pulled my hair back as I gasped when he slammed his lips against mine.

Holy, mother of fireworks. His lips were soft, tasted like mint and passionate. I closed my eyes slowly as pulled me into him as he deepened the kiss as I let a little moan into his mouth when his tongue entered between my lips.

This man knows how to kiss.

This is the first man I have kissed my whole life. Thanks to the evil stepmother keeping me locked up from the world for the past year. I stopped breathing. He sucking the life out of me.

He pulled his lips from mine as he opened his eyes as he catches his breath, "That better. Do that then we will be fine." I nodded as he held me into place, "Okay." He smirked as he tilted his head, "Ruby, you can take your arms off of me now." I pulled my arms from his neck as he chuckled.

He went to his closet as he pulled out a pair of sweats and a tee shirt, "You don't have any relations to Todd Clark?" I titled my head to him as he handed me the clothes, "He was my father." His eyes widened as his hands went through his hair, "Really?"

I shrugged my shoulders, "It is a common name so, you could be thinking of another Todd Clark," He lifted his eyebrow, "That must be it. Take a shower and come downstairs for lunch." I nodded as I went into the shower.

After the shower I went down stair as I explore the house. He can't know my father. My father would never be involved with a man like Jaylon Cunning. Oh though, I couldn't see my father with a woman like Lisa Carol either.

Ugh.

I wasn't paying attention where I was going when I smacked right into something hard. I closed my eyes as I know who I just slammed into. I can smell that it is him. I tilted my head as I slowly opened my eyes as the front door opened and a woman's voice filled the room, "Jay?" He leaned down to my ear, "Showtime, kitty."

I groaned as I noticed that he didn't have a shirt on then turned around as his younger woman that was a woman version of a man that stood next to me. His arm went around my shoulders, "Andrea, what are you doing here? You wasn't supposed to be here until tomorrow." She waved her hand at him, "Oh, I got an earlier flight. I texted you."

He rolled his eyes as he sighed, "I didn't get it." She wave her hand at me, "You was probably too busy with this one." He snorted then he groaned, "Andrea, this is Ruby my fiancé and Ruby this is my sister Andrea." Andrea lifted her eyebrow as Jay moved me to wrap his arms around my waist, "Oh, I didn't think you was involved with just one person."

He shrugged his shoulders, "Like dad, said he wants to see me settle down. It is time." She shrugged her shoulders then held out her arms with a big smile, "Welcome to the family, Ruby." Jay pushed me forward as I turned my head to him and gave him a fuck you smile. Andrea pulled me into the hug as I whispered to her, "Thank you."

I think I am seeing why he wants me to be his 'fake' fiancé. Daddy. He said he was ill, so maybe he wants to give his father some hope of Jay settling down. Crap, how long do I have to pretend for?

"I have lunch ready." Jay said pulling me out of my thoughts. I followed Jay since I don't know the house, that is how I was able to bump into him on my way down in the first place.

I sat at the island as he served us when Andrea tilted her head, "I ate on the plate, I am going to go settle in my room." She winked at me, "Just remember I am next to your room when you two go to bed."

I rolled my eyes as Jay is chuckling, "We will try to keep it down." She walked out of the kitchen as I narrowed my eyes at Jay, "How long do I have to pretend for?" He leaned against the counter when he shrugged his shoulders, "As long as I want you, too." I shook my head as I picked up some salad on my fork, "As long as we are not walking down the aisle."

He chuckled as he lifted and went to the fridge, "And if we do." I snorted as I crossed my arms, "No. That is not happening." Jay lifted his eyebrow as he closed the fridge then opened his beer, "What? Do you really think it will be that bad about marrying me?"

I tilted my head, "One I don't know you and two, I don't love you." He pouted to me as I shook my head, "Jay, I am not joking." This is one of the reasons why I ran. Marrying a man that I don't know, or love is not an option. I want that spark. I wanted that love. Not someone I needed to learn to love or hate my whole marriage.

He wiggled his eyebrow as he moved closer to me, "Here the thing kitty. I own you and if I say we are walking down that aisle then we are walking down that aisle."

I snapped my head to him as he was inches from my face, "you said nothing about actually going through with it." He shrugged his shoulders, "Still planning this all out." I snarled his face, "I am not marrying you."

Jay clenched his teeth as his hand went to the back of my neck then he entwine his hand through my hair. He yanked my hair back, "You will do whatever I say. Kitty. I own you. If you don't then I send you straight back to your stepmother."

No, god anything but that. Don't send me back. He tilted his head to me, "So what is going to be? You going to go with my plan or back to step mommy you go." I turned my head, "Fine. You win." I held my finger up to him, "You don't own me." He chuckled as he lips brushed against mine, "I do. The sooner that you know that the better, kitty."

Jay finally gave me a tour of the house that way I don't look like an idiot walking around the house. I am supposed to be his fiancé, not some chick that just happened to be there. I can see myself still getting lost in this place.

How big is this house? Well, he has an indoor pool, a music room, dining room, living room, a ball room for parties, kitchen with the latest appliances, a gym, nine bedrooms, five baths, and that is just the inside. Outside he has a pool, tennis court, a garden, horses, basketball court and hills for miles with a lake that splits the property to the hills. I mean the pool has it own waterfall.

Who the hell is this guy?

My family is well off, but this guy has way too much money that he doesn't know what to do with it. I asked why he has two pools and he just shrugged his shoulders, "It gets cold during the winter months plus it allow privacy in door when I wants to skinny dip." I blushed at 'skinny dipping'.

He even has a library and an office. I sat in front of the fire after grabbing a book from the library. Jay is on the couch with his laptop in his lap when his sister walked into the living room. "Settled in?" He asked her. She nodded when she plopped on the couch next to him, "I am."

She smirked at me as she tilted her head, "So, how did you two meet?"

I tilted my head as Jay froze. Oh, he didn't come up with a cover story. I shrugged my shoulders, "I was hiding from the cops when my evil stepmother send them after me because I didn't want to marry to guy, she wanted me to marry. I was in one of your brother properties. He locked me in overnight then told me that I have no choice but to marry him."

Jay narrowed his eyes at me as his muscles tensed up when Andrea's eyes widened then I let out a laugh, "Joking, we met at the club house that my father used to go to."

Jay's muscles relaxed when Andrea laughed hard, "I like her, Jay. You screw this up, I will so mess you up." He smirked at her when he rolled his eyes, "She got some imagination." Andrea smirked as I looked back down to my book. Damn, he got some interesting titles. Who knew he would have romantic stories in his library.

I sat on the bed later in the evening as Jay is pacing the floor, "Tomorrow morning, you and I need to go shopping. I thought I would have more time to get things here for you then Andrea had to show up." I nodded as I laid my head back on to the bed, "Okay. We go shopping." He shook his head, "We have to announce the engagement to make it believable." He stopped when he threw his hands out, "What the hell was you thinking earlier?"

I shrugged my shoulders, "You froze, and I was giving me some time to come up with something that was believable." He placed his hand through his hair, "Your stepmother is trying to force you into marrying someone?" I closed my eyes, "Does it really matter?" He shook his head, "I exhausted, let's get rest. We have a big day tomorrow."