Sweet welcome

RAVINE'S POV

Aaron does not look Mexican to me.

As if I ever looked British to him too. Even my authentic royal tongue of England was fabricated to learn the American accent for the past ten years.

I stare at Aaron being hugged by everyone. He must be one of those people who is way too lovable in their family. Unlike me who's into being a porn star and supporting 'unethical' things. I'm surprised I'm still called one of the royals to this day in my family. But I bet they will quickly remove my status because they have many contenders for my post.

As if they can ever reach me, ha!

I blink my eyes several times before approaching him. His cousins were listening to our conversation, which I believed should be private. They howl at him calling me his baby. Not even once but thrice.

He holds me by my waist next as we progress towards the front porch.

There, a couple of old people greet us. There were many of the.

The house looked so ancient and classy, I couldn't help but stare at it. I've heard that this palace was built by Hansel Skiez himself in the 1880's for his lovable family. I'm glad this building still stands so proud and tall amongst the others.

It was like a huge arena of land was taken to build this structure. I don't even want to talk about the forest patch smelling sweet orchards of apples and other fruits beyond the fence.

It was as though these people own this town.

However, I can relate only to that.

My parents are born royal. They married each other on the basis of royalties and had me. A disappointment to their family.

It's their fault in plenty amounts. Why would they even think of sending a 13 year old girl to America all by herself and not learn the worst of their culture to come back home? I did what was supposed to do. Learn shit.

Aaron introduces me to his mother. I was trying my best to cover my thighs from them. It was too embarrassing to see my thighs out in all and I bet I looked disgusting. Short skirts never suited thick girls like myself. I should've preferred the pants. But here I am.

I give a rather awkward hug to his parents. They speak something with a heavy English accent.

It was true that accent is also amongst the country folks where a city girl like me cannot interpret without a translator. The mother turns to me, her accent switch up was no joke.

"How has your drive been, love? My son always talked about you. I am glad such a pretty girl entered my son's life. You are so lovely-looking, my dear." The mother says. My eye was almost twitching as I hug her again. This time, I initiated the hug.

The mother and son look at each other. It was some kind of their telepathic powers as they talk with their eyes. Unfortunately, I wasn't aware of their non verbal conversation.

I was invited inside. The house from within looked no less than a mini city within itself. I could see around fifteen separate rooms, all holding a different fashionista vibe.

The lower junction opened up to the cookery where many workers were working in the kitchen. The workers were working up on setting a makeshift dinner table. I found all these little details so weird and outwordly to my simple city girl aesthetic.

"Aaron, your house is simply amazing. I can't believe you left such a great house and came to the city." I cling onto Aaron and say.

"Papa! Ravine says our house is nice!"

"Oi, shskdns!" I statue up when his old man giggles and thanks for my kind compliment about the house.

It was around typical dinner time that we arrived at his house.

Now, I don't know what to call his house; a giant mansion, a great villa, a four storeyed penthouse? Then it strikes me again that this house is of an ancient Legend.

I'll call it the Skiez Estate.

"Norman, stop it!" I hear a girl screech behind me. There was a boy, probably one of the cousins of Aaron who had his arm casually around her neck. She was tall and beautiful, but suddenly the two kissed each other.

Yeah. Not cousins I think.

"Norman and Gizelle have been the longest couples in our cousins' timeline. Norman ain't our cousin, but they were together ever since they were five." Says Aaron in her hair, kissing the crown of her head as he does the same. His naughty cousins from behind howl again as he wraps his arm around my shoulder.

I guess they are too supportive of Aaron and our relationship.

The dinner was being served. We were around 30 or more people on the makeshift long dinner table. It was obvious that the old sat on one side of the table and younger cousins and likewise at the other side. Unfortunately for me, Aaron was pulled away into the cousins' side of the table whilst I remained on the adult side of the table.

"Ehe!" I smile awkwardly with my mouth full and eyes closed at Aaron's mother. She looks at me with a little judgement at first, but she copies my smile. I couldn't help but think she was mocking me. But that wasn't the truth.

However, the dinner ends on a high note and I almost caught up who was who with the help of Aaron's aunt who sat beside me.

"You're way too similar to my own daughter, miss Ravine. My daughter also happens to be an author. Though she is having a dormant phase going on, what was that called... uh..."

"Writer's block," I help her out as she picks on the term quickly.

"Ah, yes! That! I wonder if you could help her, dear. We all know what you do for a living. Honestly, we think that is business too."

"It very much is, Madam." As I address her so formally, she makes a 'what the hell' face at me.

"Call me aunt, please."

"Yes ma'am, I mean aunt Carol!" I was being embraced for being 'cute'. Honestly, I was older than her nephew and I'm 23. I do not consider myself cute.

However, after everyone's finished and decided to break off, I and Aaron were given a room to stay in.

"Don't have too much fun, brother. I know she's a good girlfriend but you never know where we're watching from."

"What the fuck!" Aaron playfully starts fighting his with cousin brothers.

While the brothers were at it, the older girls, around my and Aaron's age drag me away without the boys taking notice of it.

We reach a huge field while walking down the lane. It was a corn field, just a few weeks old and 2 feet tall.

"You're so pretty~" one of the girls says.

"Thank you, um..."

"I'm Fresca. This is my twin sister Nicole. These two are Jassi and Rabi."

"Nice to meet all of you. You all look lovely under the moonlight as well." I flirt back at them. I think I'm their new favorite person from now.

They crush me into a hug as I giggle.

"Well, where are we going?" I ask them.

"We are taking you to Elizabeth. Aunt Carol's daughter." They say as I remembered the old woman's request.

"Surely!" I chirp and let them drag me away. I talk a lot about my girl days as they listen intently. We reach to the edge of the corn field where a lonely girl was sitting against a short brick wall.

She had a dried twig in her hand as she hummed a very distinct tune to herself.

She was around Aaron's age, I bet. Her skin looked young to compare.

"There she is~ Oi, El! We have a new visitor that you love!" The girls say. But I hear it as though they were teasing her with my name.

"So you're that woman. Nice to meet you." I don't feel any good vibes from this girl.

I watch in vain as the four girls turn to leave me. I couldn't speak up behind them because Elizabeth requests me to sit beside her.

I wash changed into a more comfortable attire which covered half of my legs. I was proud I even had such a piece with me.

Elizabeth and I sit in silence. None dared to start the conversation. Yet, I take the courage and honor to do so.

"So you—"

"Well I—" Our thoughts crash.

"Please—"

"No, you first..." Our thoughts crash again. I smile and gesture her to say her words first.

"I always thought Aaron would bump into a younger girl. But he brought home a pornstar who is four years older than himself. I expected a lot from him." She says. My mood went downhill. That was very mean of her to say. But I understand now that she was jealous of me.

Perhaps Aaron had crushes amongst his own cousins as well. There is nothing that can take him away, this girl was just too late to have him.

Ironically, I was grateful that they weren't together. I wouldn't prefer cousins hooking up either.

"Well... I was told that you're having problems within yourself. Writer's block. I see." I say to myself at the end. The girl looks at me with wide eyes.

"Who—"

"Your mother told me so." I say before she could cut me off again.

"Oh." She simply says.

"Well, do you want me to help you with it? Starting tomorrow?" I ask the girl. Something makes her think warily of me. She crashes her eyebrows together, indicating displeasure about my kind proposal.

"And why would I accept help from you?" She asks rudely. I was trying so hard to suppress my alter ego and destroy this girl right here. I sigh and say. The moon helped me calm down.

"That's because I am an author of many books myself and I have a large fanbase because of—" I leave her at that. I wanna test how far would she go for a successful writing career. I was smiling maniacal from within. I want to see her get desperate.

"Because of? Because of what?" She stands intrigued. There goes the rat in my trap.

I smile and stand up, faking a yawn.

"Nevermind. I don't see any necessities for you wanting to be famous amongst many authors. I'm sleepy, I'll go—"

"No wait!" As I began walking away, to pretend that I'm ignoring her, she stops me in my tracks. I was smirking so hard to myself.

This girl is going to unlock the worst of me in these days, I felt.

"Tell me h-how I would rise as an author." She asks.

"Perhaps try to be more adaptable to the ones who want to help you, Elizabeth. I'm not here to lecture you. You're old enough to understand things yourself. Now, excuse me as I need to go back to my boyfriend. Meanwhile, give me an answer by the start of tomorrow morning. I'll be with Aaron." I say and walk my route back to Skiez Estate.

The girl blinks at my back as realization hits her.

"Wow..." she says to herself before following me, minding a little distance.

I came back to my room after greeting the dozens of people in the middle. They were all roaming around as I finally reach Aaron's room.

"Aaron—" Oh, he wasn't there yet. Maybe he's gone out to play with his cousins.

I lay myself on the soft and warm bed and slumber never swept over me so quickly ever.

I was half asleep when I hear a couple of boyish laughters and cackling from outside the window.

Suddenly, I see a silhouette as I hear Aaron's voice as he bids Goodnight to his cousins.

I sit up straight. It was around midnight.

"Oh hey, beautiful." He closes the window shut tightly and draws the curtains over them. Suddenly, the lights go out as I take a deep breath.

Oh god. I smell alcohol from him.

He opens the windows again, chuckling.

"Baby girl..." he approaches me on the bed as I sat with my legs hanging down.

"Y-yes?"

"Let's have sex under the moonlight." He says.