Chapter 5 Determine

Keira heard the call Alex had made to his boss. She quickly got out of her hiding and flung down a cab heading back home. She didn't want her parents to know she wasn't home all the while they thought she was.

The moment the cab pulled over, she sneaked inside her room making use of the back door. She knew her parents would be at the living room seeing Alex was already at their house.

The moment she got inside her room, she locked the door and began pulling off her dress not wanting her mom to come over and see her dressed in an outfit. She changed to a short and baggy dress, unlocked the door and laid back on her bed scrolling through her cell phone.

Within a few minutes, her drop was abruptly opened without a knock and then a surprise look etched the face of her mother. She wasn't expecting to see her inside her room.

"Mom! I've told you severally to knock before coming in! What if I'm naked or something?" Keira asked, feigning a frown as she sat up to stare at her mom.

"Have you been here?" Mrs Houston asked, ignoring Keira's warning.

"Of course mom! Weren't you the one that asked me to come over to my room and have my rest?" Keira asked with a roll of her eyes.

"You're sure you didn't go out?" Mrs Houston asked again, trying to be sure.

"What the hell is going on, mom? Why are you suddening interrogating me like some criminal?" Keira snapped trying hard to maintain a straight face.

"Alright then, I was just asking! It's almost time soon and the designers and makeup artists are already here. They'd quickly come over to your room now." Mrs Houston said changing the topic.

Keira didn't say a word to that and Mrs Houston turned and left the room.

Once Mrs Houston got down stairs, she informed everyone that Keira was in her room. Leila, Keira's kid sister, rolled her eyes. She had wished Keira wasn't in her room so she would be punished by her parents.

Alex nodded and without another word, he turned and left. Mr Houston stared at Leila. " Hey baby, get the designers and makeup artist to your sister's room." he said to her.

Leila rolled her eyes, stood up and began leading the way while they followed closely behind her. She would have asked the maids to do this but she needed to see her sister's face once more before it gets plastered with powder.

Without knocking, leila pushed the door open. Keira was already tucked in a white bathrobe and was seated facing her mirror when they invaded her privacy. "Hey sister," Leila chirped with a smirk on her face as she was glaring back at Keira who was glaring at her.

"Why didn't you knock, Leila? Weren't you taught in school not to invade people's privacy?" Keira asked, not sparing the guests a glance.

"Oh really? This is my father's house, Keira and I've got the right to do anything I wish to do. You should get married and leave to have your privacy at your husband's house, okay sister?" She grinned, and strode out of the room.

The designers and makeup artists knew almost immediately that the sisters weren't on good terms with themselves. Keira sighed and beckoned them to begin her makeover.

Within two hours, they were all done dressing her up. As she stared at her reflection at the mirror, she just couldn't recognize her own self. She was a beauty to behold.

The black dinner gown hugged her all the way down to her knee before the fish tail spread out. Her delicate fair skin made the black fit just right. It was an off shoulder gown so, her flawless shoulders could be seen, her hair was wavy and styled to a side and fell at her right shoulder, giving her just the perfect look.

The designers and makeup artists were all gushing over her. Almost immediately, Mrs Houston arrived and was awed by Keira's new look. She was looking so breathtaking.

"You look so good, Keira. I'm sure your Husband to be wouldn't be able to take his eyes away from you." Mrs Houston teased, grinning widely.

Keira rolled her eyes and didn't say a word as she wished all of this was for the love of her life, Lewis.

"Our visitors have arrived already and the engagement ceremony has begun. According to what we've discussed, after the engagement, you'd go home with them. Tomorrow you both will go get your marriage certificate at the registry office." The moment Keira heard this, she felt her eyes watered almost immediately.

"You all may leave please" Mrs Houston immediately said to the designers knowing Keira might spill out some sacred words in front of them due to anger.

They bowed and immediately exited the room.

"Don't I have my own decision on this? Why are you all in a haste? I got to know about my supposed Betroth just today and we are already getting married tomorrow? Isn't this crazy?" Keira asked, trying to sniff back her tears.

"There's really nothing we can do, Keira. Everything has been fixed by your betrothal and we can't go against his decision. Mr Tristan isn't someone we could afford to offend! Don't you dare smear your make-up with your tears. Come on, let's head downstairs. Don't keep them waiting for too long." Mrs Houston uttered with no atom of affection towards Keira.

With determination, Keira stared at her reflection once more at her mirror and then assured herself that she could do it. She took a deep breath, turned around and followed her mother downstairs.

Keira couldn't recognize the house anymore. Everywhere was beautifully decorated, glittering lights were all over the place and as they ascended the stairs, she could already see some high socialite women beautifully dressed. Some were discussing, drinking and more.

Mrs Houston held on to her arms as they made entrance into the living room. All eyes turned to them but,one of those eyes was so dark and ravishing!