Chapter 4 Not interested

Melissa's POV

Davies frowned, he turned and looked at me. There was a hint of confusion in his gaze, I looked familiar but he couldn't remember where he met me other than the bar. I wouldn't blame him though, he just got a glimpse of me back then and it's been two long years.

" two years ago at the design competition ". I whispered to him.

Arthur Davies finally recalled where he met me. That day although I couldn't see him from my side of the window he could see me, he just wasn't interested in me. To him I was just another fangirl

"We've been together for about two years now," he said, in a calm confident voice.

"My personal life is my own, and I don't intend to make it a sensational headline for you all." He glanced around the room, meeting the gaze of the reporters.

"We hadn't planned on announcing our engagement just yet, as we still need to finalize the wedding details. However, since the news has already been discovered, we might as well take this opportunity to confirm that we will indeed be getting married soon. Once we've settled on an official date, we'll be sure to share it with the public." He wrapped his arm around me, pulling me close as we faced the reporters together.

I couldn't help but think to myself, "Well, I definitely didn't see that coming." Just moments before, I was being confronted as the woman Davies had a one-night stand with, and now I'm being referred to as his fiancée. And to top it all off, he's making wedding plans? The sudden turn of events had my head spinning.

" Mr Davies is your family aware of your relationship with her are they against it is that why you hid your relationship".

"Miss, is what he's saying true? Are the both of you really in a relationship,"

" Mr Davies, you said you've been dating for over a year now, how come no one has ever seen you two together before, how is that possible ".

Davies' expression turned cold as he looked up and smiled, "I'm sure some of you can recall the news that circulated over a year ago, about me supposedly dating a student. At the time, I neither confirmed nor denied the rumors." He paused for dramatic effect before revealing,

"Well, she's the student in question."

"Miss,is he telling the truth?" A reporter asked me as he met my gaze. I was about to respond but Davies beat me to it.

His eyes locked onto the reporters, "I chose not to comment on it back then because I wanted to protect her from harassment and unwanted attention while she was still in school. I didn't want my fame to affect her studies or disrupt her life. And I didn't deny it, because I knew that when the truth eventually came out, some of you might try to use it against me."

After saying this he glared at the reporter who asked me the question. He stumbled back out of fear, I used the sheet to hide my smile. I found it funny, one minute he is a brave fighter the next he's running away with his tail between his legs.

The reporters were quite disappointed that they did not get the news they came for but it wasn't a waste they finally found out who he was dating and this was also great news to them and his pending marriage was going to be a great headline for tomorrow's paper cover, I could see their eyes glowing with glee. I still laid there observing them, every question thrown at me was answered by Davies.

"Now leave this place before I call the police."

As soon as the reporters and photographers hurried out of the door to report the news, Davies quickly moved to the door and slid the bolt into place, securing it with a soft click.

I finally regained my composure, still trying to process the whirlwind of events that had just transpired. Taking a deep breath, I turned my attention to Davies, my eyes narrowing slightly as I asked,

"If I may ask, why exactly are you in my room? Am I not in the right room, or...? It can't be this is definitely the room I booked so you are the intruder. What are you doing here?"

Davies looked at me, he was trying to see if I was faking it at this moment he couldn't trust anyone. What if I was in on the plan to pull him down. I can't blame if I was in his position, everyone would also be a suspect.

" Well, those questions should be directed to the receptionist. I came to book a room and she booked this room for me, gave me the card and directed me here". Davies replied.

I just sat there without saying a word, what could I possibly say. I was trying to see where exactly the problem was from. Everything that happened today came as a shock to me. I needed time to digest them. I was just thinking about what to do next when it suddenly dawned on me that I had become Davies fiancée.

I turned to face Davies, my eyes fixed intently on him. Davies was engrossed, I had no idea who he was talking to but from his response I could tell that it was his subordinate. I was so absorbed in watching him that I didn't even notice when he turned to meet my gaze.

It wasn't until our eyes met that I finally realized he was staring back at me. Suddenly, I felt a surge of self-consciousness and quickly lowered my head, avoiding his gaze. My cheeks flushed with a hint of embarrassment at being caught staring so intently.

"Get dressed, we will talk when you're ready".

"Humm." His words woke me up from my daze.

I laid there, frozen for a moment, before my gaze drifted down to my semi nude state. A wave of embarrassment washed over me when I realized I was still in only my undergarments, obviously from the previous night's drunken actions. I had no recollection of undressing, but the evidence was there, and I couldn't help but wonder what else I might have done the night before.