Hi everyone, my first time trying a fanfiction and writing in the third person POV. Kindly give your feedback and tell me what you think. I know this seems rough and all, your suggestions are welcome.
Lucy let out a deep breathe as she stepped towards the entrance of the luxurious penthouse. She wiped her sweaty palms on the skinny jean she donned on and clutched her chest with her right hand in hope of calming herself down.
How will I begin, will he even believe me? She thought as she used the key card with her.
The key card was given to her by Grey himself. He had said, so she would have access to the property at anytime.
Lucy didn't know he was this wealthy the first time she saw him at the club house. He had been casually dressed, sitting at the bar whilst sipping his rum.
It had been attraction at first sight for both of them and it had migrated into something else for her.
She remembered the last time they had been together, he had stilled on top of her for a few seconds when she said she loved him, then rolled away not daring to look her in the face the next seconds.
She had darted out of the room to the bathroom to save her from the embarrassment that threaten to smother her.
"Morning, Miss." The receptionist, Meredy let out a forced smile and Lucy returned one back to her.
"Hi, is Grey around?" Lucy waited as the pink haired receptionist gazed at her from up to down.
"Your name?"
"Lucy Heartfilia."
"You don't have an appointment with Mr Fullbuster." She said with a plastic smile. However, she seems pleased with it.
Since when do I need appointment to see him? She thought. She had always been privilege to see him whenever he was around. That was one of the reason he had given her the key card to the entrance.
"Then tell him, I'm here." Lucy said, now irritated with the nonchalant attitude of the girl.
What was her deal?
"He doesn't want to see you." She snipped. She flicked her pink hair, then brought out her earbud, sticking it in he ears.
Ugh, the nerves of her.Determined to see him today since she hadn't been able to reach him all this while, lucy darted through the corner of the room where the elevator was situated.
"Miss!"
She stepped into the elevator and hastily shut the door.
"Bitch!"
Lucy heard her yelled before the elevator shut.
She rolled her eyes and rested her head on the wall of the lift as the whirling motion made her want to throw up. She sucked in a deep breathe and willed for the nausea at the back of her throat to subside.
Lucy let out a deep sigh as she walked towards his room. She paused as her hand lifted to knock on the door.
Grey was in the room but he wasn't alone. Another voice, a feminine voice was with him and it seems they were having fun as another loud moan slipped out of her mouth.
A blush graced her cheeks as she wonder if she was this loud when she had been with him.
She should have listened to the receptionist and shouldn't have come here. An angry tears threatened to slid down her cheeks and she swiped at it.
"I should have know, he is a player since he had discarded me after my slip."
Heck, she had been so in loved with him despite the rejection to care. Now, she has something of his with her and he was in the room thrusting into another woman.