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Running From The Billionaire By coinikee Characters: 16979

Updated: 2018-01-26 20:50


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I put my clothes in the washing machine and turned it on, then left it to swirl my clothes into cleanliness and went to watch TV in the living room as the machine would take a while to wash my clothes.

Today marked the fifth day of Theodore's absence and only two more days until I saw Mr. Tall, Dark and Handsome. I really wished I could see him now, but they say patience is a virtue, so I decided to not cry today.

Last night was difficult as I couldn't get Ian out of my head. All night I kept tossing and turning but Ian didn't vanish. In fact, he was the one that dominated my mind last night instead of Theodore. Every second of him invading my thoughts was torture. Not because I couldn't stand the guy, but because he was doing things that made my blood run cold. Twice I woke up in the middle of the night panting, cold sweat running down my back.

American Horror Story was on but I didn't feel like watching it. After last night's cold nightmares I wanted to avoid the horror genre for a few days. So I settled for watching re-runs of Modern Family.

The lack of activity in my apartment was creeping me out. Amanda was gone to work, leaving me all alone in our apartment. At first I was glad that she wasn't present, but the silence of the apartment soon started to drive me crazy. So much so, that I actually decided to do my laundry after two weeks, just so I didn't feel so trapped in my home.

I wasn't really watching Modern Family, but the background noise helped. No matter how hard I try I couldn't get Ian out of my mind. The way he had touched me sent shivers down my spine, made me feel trapped. Those shard like blue eyes had terror snaking around my heart. That smile had me believing that he would thoroughly enjoy tormenting me, and that was something which made me want to lock myself in a basement, just so I could escape his ruthless monstrosities.

Glancing at the clock had me jumping to get my laundry out. I should've gotten it out after 15 minutes but Ian took over my sanity once again, which had me rushing to the laundry room after 20 minutes.

Stuffing my now washed clothes in the basket I went to my room and dumped the contents of the basket on the bed. Then proceeded to fold them as neatly as possible, which wasn't exactly neat. I was a mess when it came to domestic chores, no matter how hard I tried.

The ringing of the bell had me wondering who would visit at this time as I wasn't expecting anyone. I folded my blue shirt and placed it on the pile of folded shirt and walked to the front door and opened it to see the face that I had been yearning to see for four days.

Theodore stood outside looking as dashing as ever. He was wearing a navy blue suit with a white dress shirt. His hair were styled in a messy way that made it seem as if he had run his fingers through them a few times. Those gray eyes were like two deep pools with no bottom.

"Mr. Benson, h—hi." I said quickly realizing that I was just his assistant so had to address him as my boss.

"Hailey." Theodore slipped inside my apartment and walked over to couch in the living room and sat on it like he lived here. While I still couldn't get over my shock of seeing him two days early.

"Are you just going to stand there gawking at me, or would you at least go and make me a cup of coffee?." Theodore muttered in an irritated tone, snapping me out of my shocked state.

I hurriedly went in the kitchen and made a cup of cappuccino and brought it to Theodore who took it without a word of thanks. What was wrong with him? Was he alright?

Theodore took a couple of sips and put the mug on table. Then ran his eyes over me stopping at my eyes. His eyes held a mixture of anger, affection, irritation, danger, amd lust, making me wonder just what was going on in his enigmatic mind.

"So Hailey, what did you do these past few days?" Theodore asked. By the tone of his voice, I felt as if he asked me this question for a reason—and it was not that he was actually wondering how I spent my days without him, but it felt as if he knew something I didn't.

"Uh, well I mostly spent my time shopping with Amanda, Mr. Benson." I told him truthfully.

He arched his eyebrow as if saying I was lying. "Oh really, just shopping with Amanda, nothing else?" He inquired further making me frown in confusion. What was he getting at?

"No, nothing Mr. Benson. Just hung out with Amanda." I reassured him.

His gaze visibly darkened, making the once soft gray eyes look like dark stones. "Oh really, then what is this?" He pulled something out from the pocket of his jacket and threw it on the table. I looked down to see a bunch of photographs scattered on the glass top. My eyes widened when I realized what I was seeing.

Pictures of me in the mall yesterday with none other Ian. Him standing next to me, with the silver dress in his hands. Ian standing eerily close to me with a small smile on his lips. Ian's finger on my cheek. His hand cupping my face, while I stared back at him. It was all there staring back at me, mocking me.

We both walked inside the church and were greeted with a bunch of people who I had only seen at Benson Enteprises, with the exception of Harry, Theodore's brother. I counted a total of 18 people, in which only three were females while the rest were males.

Theodore walked straight at the alter with me and stood facing me once we reached. The priest, a middle-aged man with wire rimmed glasses and white hair stood st the center wearing his signature church attire. The small crowd fell silent and the ceremony begun.

"We gather here to unite these two people in marriage. Their decision to marry has not been entered into lightly and today they publicly declare their private devotion to each other. The essence of this commitment is the acceptance of each other in entirety, as lover, companion, and friend. Marriage, ideally, is a sharing of responsibilities, hopes, and dreams. It takes a special effort to grow together, survive hard times, and be loving and unselfish." The priest glanced at both of us with a smile.

"Do you both pledge to share your lives openly with one another, and to speak the truth in love? Do you promise to honor and tenderly care for one another, cherish and encourage each other, stand together, through sorrows and joys, hardships and triumphs for all the days of your lives?" The priest asked us.

"We do." We both muttered in unison.

"Do you pledge to share your love and the joys of your marriage with all those around you, so that they may learn from your love and be encouraged to grow in their own lives?"

"We do." We both confirmed.

"May these rings be blessed as a symbol of your union. As often as either of you look upon these rings, may you not only be reminded of this moment, but also of the vows you have made and the strength of your commitment to each other."

The priest turned to Theodore. "Theodore, please repeat after me ...

"I Theodore, promise to love and support you Hailey and live each day with kindness, understanding, truth, humor, and passion. With this ring I wed thee."

Theodore repeated the vows and slid a platinum band on my ring finger.

The priest then turned to me. "Hailey, please repeat after me ...

"I Hailey, promise to love and support you Theodore and live each day with kindness, understanding, truth, humor, and passion. With this ring I thee wed."

I repeated the vows in a montone and slid the platinum band on Theodore's finger.

"Go now in peace and live in love, sharing the most precious gifts you have- the gifts of your lives united. And may your days be long on this earth. I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride." And with that Theodore bent and sealed his lips to mine as well as the rest of my life with his name.

The people cheered and whistled. The sound of claps took over the atmosphere, but they couldn't take over my heart or mind. But in all this one thing had become a fact.

I was now married.

I was now Hailey Jane Benson.

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Author's Note.

Hi guys, Here is another chapter for you. Consider it a Christmas present from me to all you wonderful readers.

Please let me know what you guys think of this chapter. Do vote and comment as your votes and comments make me smile a lot.

Well Merry Christmas to you all.

Thank you for reading.

Until next time.

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Ciao.

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