Chapter 66: New home

It is almost U-shaped. The first two in the front are square and the two that make up the rest are round and full of windows in the front. The other one is also square, but has a balcony at the front. It looks like there are three floors in this place. We both get out of the car. As soon as we do, we see Jackson at the front door, waiting for us.

"Hi, honey," he says to my mother and pulls her to him for a kiss. I gag, but I don't want to be rude. No one wants to see their mother and her fiancé kissing, do they? "And hello again, Lia . Welcome to your new home."

"Thank you," I say.

"I'm sorry my son isn't here to greet you both. I'm afraid he's a little busy right now," she says with a polite smile, but I know she's lying. If I didn't know better, I probably would have believed him. Surely his son was busy. Instead of saying anything, I nod my head at his apology.

As soon as we walk in the door, I am struck by how beautiful it is. It is evident that they have spent a lot of money on this place and it shows. The lobby is the first thing you see as you enter and right in front of us is a wall with a spiral staircase leading to one of the hallways. There are two on the second floor: one to the left and one to the right.

To the right and left of the stairs on the second floor are hallways on either side leading somewhere. Jackson gives us a tour of the place and I am impressed. Anyone entering this house would also be impressed.

The hallway on the right on the second floor leads to the kitchen. It is huge, with marble countertops and stainless steel appliances. The door at the back of the kitchen leads to the backyard. There is a huge pool with plenty of space and outdoor furniture. Beyond the pool is a long lawn that is large enough for parties.

At the end of the lawn is a shed and some trees. It looks like the perfect place to disappear to when you want to be alone. There is enough shade under the trees to sit and read. This place is huge and I hope I don't get lost.

My room is the last place on the tour and when we walk in, I see that it is bigger than my last room.

"Everything will be here soon and the guys will unpack it too so you don't have to lift a finger," Jackson tells me with a smile on his face. He points to the door opposite mine, "That's Rayan's room , just let him know if you need anything".

Great! Sure enough, the jerk is right in front of me. Mom and Jonathan are getting ready to go out. They probably want to spend some time together.

"Oh, dinner is at seven and everyone needs to be there," Jackson says before both he and my mom leave me to my own devices.

I continue walking to my room and take a look around. I walk into the walk-in closet and see how much space there is. I definitely don't have that many clothes to fill this.

I put the suitcase on the bed and open it, taking out the little bag first and then go to the bathroom to find a place to store it. After I do that, I go back into the bedroom and start emptying the clothes out of the suitcase by placing them on the bed. I need to get hangers from the closet to hang them up. I'm so engrossed in what I'm doing that I don't realize I'm not alone until I hear his voice.

"Don't get too comfortable. This isn't your fucking place. It's only a matter of time before they throw you and your mother out on the street," he tells me in a harsh, angry voice from the doorway. I quickly look up and see Rayan standing there, glaring at me.

"It looks like it, since I'm here. And you don't have a say since your father rules here," I say to piss him off. Why didn't he give me a day to get used to this place before he went around snapping and snarling at me?

"You and your mother are nothing but gold-digging whores!" he blurts out. "And that's the only reason you're here."

"In case you haven't noticed, asshole , but no one told your father to ask my mother to marry him! I didn't ask to be here either." I get angry with him. I'm sick of the insults. I swear there's no one in this world that makes me angrier than him.

"You disgust me!" he sneers.

"And yet you can't stop fucking me! You reach for me every chance you get." I snort.

"When you're getting it for free from a whore, why would you want to stop?" he asks me with a smirk on his stupid face.

"Keep lying to yourself, Rayan . The only one you're fooling is yourself, asshole . You want me so fucking bad, you don't know what to do with yourself . You hate wanting the bitch you can't leave alone . It must be killing you inside, huh?" I snap at him. I watch as my every word penetrates him and hits home.

As soon as Rayan was out the door after our little argument, I plopped down on my new bed and stayed there for the rest of the evening. I was waiting for dinner to be over, as it looked like it was going to be a family affair.

I lay there looking up at the beautiful ceiling. It looked like one of those you find in Greek architecture, you know the ones that look real? I was amazed to have one of those in my room, I'm not going to lie.