Finally, this story is going somewhere,

Geez, I actually forgot about it for a while. I'm updating pretty quick cuz all I'm doing is just lazing around, so might as well make use of my time.

Stella's POV

"Thank you for your time," Brandon stood up hastily and stormed over to me, grabbing me arm, "Come on, We're leaving,"

"Leaving so soon?" Baltor chuckled at Brandon's intention to leave. Brandon halted by the door, i could feel his muscles tense and his teeth gritted dangerously. I gazed up at his eyes swirling in hatred, irritating and arrogance. He clenched my arm tightly and I could sense something went wrong. Baltor stood up and gingerly took my other arm,

"Would you like to stay the night here, Stella?" He question softly, Baltor seemed so welcoming. I so badly wanted to stay in this sweet manor. I glance into Brandon's eyes again, for some reason they were telling me to object the offer. Maybe he knew Baltor more than me, or he was just ruining my luxury. But knowing Brandon he'd eagerly agreed to selling me off to any chance he gets, but why is he telling me to reject it?

"No thanks, I have to get home," I smiled innocently and I felt Brandon smirk invisibly.

"But there's a party tomorrow,"

"Is there?"

"Hmm," Baltor nodded, "Prince, do you mind bringing Stella along with you,"

"Whatever," Brandon rolled his eyes looking piqued as ever, tugging my arm, "Let's go!"

Before Brandon had a chance to drag me out, Baltor stopped him,

"She comes, or you can kiss that deal goodbye Prince," He murmured darkly. Brandon didn't seem the least threatened at the remark.

"Oh don't worry, I won't be losing that deal anytime soon," He snapped back.

"It was nice meeting you!" I called to Baltor before Brandon heaved me off. As soon as we were out of the main door, he started cussing like crazy!

"Idiot! Why did I even agree to bring you!?" he seethed, clutching my wrist. I had zero idea what the hell happened in there but it sure had pissed him off good. "If it weren't for you I would've made a perfect deal!"

I tried to question him about what the hell went on, but his ranting halted me from anything.

"See this, this is why you ruin my life!" He barked and I flinched at his tone, "Stupid, why do you have to annoy me so much? Why can't you just shut up and stay put in the car!"

"What happened?" I asked feeling rather perturbed at his behaviour. He looked as if he was tipsy, but he wasn't, he was full sober for all I know and that worried me even more.

"He asked for an irresistible deal," Brandon sighed closing his eyes in frustration. All that anger frothing from his mouth a while go had disappeared, now he was just blowing off steam.

"And?"

"It consisted of one item from me and as much as I want from him,"

"Well, what was the item?"

"You," He replied regrettably. I froze, absolute confusion clouded over me. Baltor wanted Brandon to trade me for as many things as he wants from him? What? My mouth formed into many shapes, thinking of how to start my next sentence to him.

"Well, what was your answer?" I trembled, he was definitely gonna say he agreed to it and that I'm gonna have to go.

"I rejected the offer," All my building worries and thoughts came crashing down, he what? I gazed at him, was he serious? He displayed a look distraught and regret, and I just didn't know how to answer him back. "Hey, Listen, there's a party he's holding tomorrow so we'll find a hotel to say the night, okay?" He exhaled deeply, getting into the drivers seat. Wistfully I slid into the back seat, curling up.

"Why didn't you agree to the deal?" I catechised softly, watching his eyes for any shift in emotion from the reverse mirror.

"Please don't ask me that," He replied flatly, I raised an eyebrow at him. He hates me cruelly for one moment and the next he rejects the most valuable offer to sell me off. My only question was why didn't he do it, he seemed awfully regretting of his choice to trade me.

"I thought you hated me,"

"I don't hate you Stella, I just find you awfully vexing," To anyone, that would've been the most ordinary sentence ever, but to me, it meant a lot. He didn't hate me, he just found me annoying! How great is that? I couldn't help the hidden grin in my mouth to release. Plus he used my name, so double bonus!

"But you still could've just given me off, your life would've been so much better without me," I pressed a bit more on the matter.

"Can we please drop this issue?" He breathed out, and smirked softly, "You better be grateful I didn't give you off to become one his sex toys,"

"Sex toys?" I gulped, blinking a bit surprised. Baltor had sex toys?! That guy seemed cool to me.

"That's right, unless you don't wanted to be tortured every night, you better thank me," He grinned smugly. I shuddered at the thought of it.

"Thanks," I muttered meekly, "But…Why didn't you accept the deal though,"

"Shut up Stella," He rolled his eyes. Even though his remark was rude, I couldn't help but smile, it was such an empty command since he used my name.

It didn't take Brandon long to find an elegant hotel since this place was brimmed in them. He brought the car to a halt in the parking of one of the divinely glistening hotels. He let out a blow of hot air from his mouth and gazed at me steadily.

I sighed, knowing what he was hinting at when he glanced at me like that, "I'll stay in the car,"

"No, I'll get you a room," He muttered throwing off his seatbelt and swinging open the door, "Come on Stella," I was pretty delighted he was using my name a lot more than 'idiot' or 'stupid'. It gave me a instant determination to obey him. I tagged him to the lobby, wheeling my bag behind me and stood beside Brandon in front of the check-in desk.

"Hi, How may I help you?" She turned from her computer on the side and smiled, instantly her eyes lit up at Brandon's sight and battered her eyelashes. I rolled my eyes inwards and smirked, it didn't seem like Brandon cared at all since he didn't even spare her a glance.

"Uh, I need two of your deluxe rooms," He ordered like the prince he is.

"We only have one available," Her smile drooped a bit when she realised Brandon didn't give at all to her flirts, and I wanted to burst out laughing at the scene.

"Doesn't matter, one will do," He replied, sleep flooding through his eyes. Wait what?! Did he say one room? Surely he'll make me sleep in the car right? The lady dug out a key with a gold plated key tag reading: Deluxe Room 6, "Thanks," His tone was short and clipped as he threw her the keys to the Mercedes, she almost missed catching it and gazed at him confused, "I want the rest of my luggage delivered to my room as quick as possible thanks," Her expression was priceless, she didn't expect Brandon to be so demanding. Oh trust me, i didn't either.

"I'll go back to the car," I spun around about to drag myself down into the night, until Brandon grasped my arm, reeling me back.

"Sleep in my room,"

"What?! Aren't you engaged?!"

Brandon rolled his weary eyes in exasperation, "Not in the same bed idiot! We'll work something out, but for now, I need sleep," He wasn't kidding, his eyes were already fluttering asleep, he looked like a mess, hair sticking out in all direction and his clothes even looked feeble. But whatever he looked like, he still didn't lack that hot appearance.

He slugged his way into the elevator and zipped up the deluxe room 6. It looked almost like a pent house. No seriously, it was a pent house! There was a king-size bed visible from the four marble stair climb to a platform in the same floor. The tiles were done in marble and there was literally a whole house, minus the kitchen.

Eagerly I bounced onto the sofa and switched on the T.V. Aww man It was one of those curved T.V's! Out of the corner of my eye I observed Brandon topple his way up to the bedroom and gaze around.

"You can take the bed," I called, a small smile on my face as I finally was able to drag my feet up onto the sofa, curling up. Suddenly my vision blocked as something soft and heavy dropped over me, draping my view. I crawled out of it, realising it was a thick heavy blanket, the one that was previously on the king bed, "What's this for?"

Brandon dragged himself down to the sofa and pulled off the three bottom cushions, revealing a mattress underneath. He towed the metal bars back and the mattress expanded, into a bed.

"Aww cool!" I squeaked in awe. I've never seen a sofa do that trick before, must be normal for a royal to have seen it since he obviously knows how to get it out.

"Just sleep here," He instructed, heading back up. He dug his single bag and pulled out a pair of red PJ pants and white V-neck top, slipping into the bathroom.

I hopped on the bed and crawled under the covers. The quilt was so warm, it heated up within minutes. The T.V featured various channels and shows, also rented movies. I sat back and watched my just deserved T.V.

I didn't get the whole trade thing. It was one item to a thousand,why didn't he agree to it? I mean, I didn't want him to sign the deal and sell me off but, I don't understand why he didn't do it. Unexpectedly the bathroom door unfastened and Brandon sauntered out, he was just in his PJ pants. No top. Is just me, or does he look like a freaking sex god when he's not in a stupid business suit? Lucky Kiara gonna see every part of him.

I realised what I had just been imagining and chortled, why am I thinking that? His personal affairs don't concern me. He's a prince, and I'm a commoner, two different worlds.

"What's so funny?" He raised his eyebrows at me. I shook my head, still laughing.

"N-Nothing," I chuckled, as he switched the lights off in the room. I curled up, the T.V still buzzing on. I could hear the covers crunch at his movement and the mattress spring on his weight.

"Sleep well Brandon," I whisper-called to him. I always had a habit of bidding goodnight to anyone in the same room. I switched off the t.v and snuggled under the cover.

"Goodnight…Stella," I heard him mutter back. A foolish grin swept across my face as i pressed my face against the pillow. He cares about me.

So whatcha think?

He still will be brutal to her, so don't think that's ever gonna change? or maybe it will. I'm thinking this will go at least 15 chapters? or maybe 20.

The way I'm taking this story, is nothing like Khoobsurat. trust me. The only think I'm using is probably the plot and the ending, other than that. It's my set of whacked out ideas XD