His Drama Queen novel Chapter 3

"So, I was thinking," I looked at my dad as he spoke. "Since Ethan is going to live in New York for a year, I'll put you under his supervision, which means you can go abroad to fulfill your dreams. That's what you want right?"

My dad looked at me with a victorious smile as if he just proposed the world's best idea. In fact, it was not. It was the dumbest idea I have ever heard.

I shook my head wildly. "No Papai. That is far from what I want. What I want is to go to New York without being under someone's watch. And I don't think Mr. Gray will appreciate my presence. Right Mr. Gray?"

Ethan chuckled lightly. "It's Ethan for you Nicole. And for your information, I already approved this idea. Your dad brought it up the moment I told him I will stay in New York for a year."

"What?!" I yelled out unbelievably. I can't believe people are making decisions for me behind my back. I am twenty-three for god sake. "I am perfectly capable to make my own decisions! And I'm not going to New York with you."

"Then forget ever going to New York!" My dad barked angrily. He calmed down when he saw that people were throwing weird glances at us. "You either go with him or not go at all. It's your choice, Nicole."

"I have so many choices, It's you and mom that are limiting it!" I was so angry right now. My mom gave me a stern look but didn't say anything. Instead, she muttered 'spoiled' and 'ungrateful' underneath her breath.

"I think your dad's idea is wonderful, Nicole." Ethan butted in which earned him a deadly glare from me.

"Stay out of this Ethan! So far I know, I haven't asked for your opinion did I?!" I flipped my hair to the back and turned around. "I'm not going to New York with Ethan, dad! Not because I don't want to, but because you can't keep making decisions for me!"

I stormed out of the party without even waiting for his reply. I knew it was not a good idea to come to the ball, but I didn't know it would be this bad.

Ethan Gray

I had heard so many stories about Nicole and I didn't wanted to believe them. The Nicole I knew was nice, kind, and little. I should have realized that was years ago. When Santiago Vargas asked me if I would like to watch over his daughter I didn't hesitate to say yes. Santiago is a really great man and an amazing businessman. Everyone wanted to do business with him. When he asked me if I would take Nicole to New York and let her live with me for a year until she was able to afford her own place, I agreed instantly. In my head, Nicole was still the innocent little girl I knew before I left brazil.

When I saw the drop-dead gorgeous lady approaching Santiago, I couldn't help but think of various ways of getting her into my bed. But when she opened her mouth and greeted Santiago, my heart stopped and I was left shocked. She said Papai.

She was the daughter of Santiago. Which means she was Nicole, who once was a cute little girl, but now is a sophisticated woman. She was very beautiful and I'm pretty sure many men would love to have her by their sides. That's why I'm wondering. Is she still single?

"I'm sorry about my daughter." Santiago apologized when Nicole stormed out of the party. She was indeed a spoiled brat. Exactly like how the gossip papers described her. Spoiled, sassy, and hard-headed. In short, a drama queen.

"She's a handful." Santiago's wife said. She looks exactly like Nicole. Only with a little bit of grey in her hair and wrinkles in her forehead. "But that's why you have two hands, darling."

Santiago gave her a stern look and then he shifted his attention back to me. "Nicole really wanted to start her career in New York. Since forever. But you know, I still see her as my little girl and I'll not sleep well knowing she's all alone in a big city. That's why I never send her to New York. So after you've seen her behavior, do you still want to take her with you?"

Of course, I didn't like her behavior. She's old enough and she needs to get her act together. But that doesn't mean I will let my old man Santiago down. At his question, I nodded. "Yes, I will. If she still wants to come, because of what I saw... I don't think she wants to go anymore."

"Oh don't worry." Santiago's wife said smiling. "We will find a way for her to go. She needs to work and learn the value of money."

Santiago nodded in agreement. "She likes to spend money. And a lot too. It's not that I can't afford it. I just don't want her to be a spoiled brat. She's very capable of working and making her own money. And that's what I want for her. I will not be around her entire life to take care of her."

Nicole Vargas

"I don't want to stay with Ethan for a year. Can I at least have my own apartment?" I looked with pleading eyes at my parents.

This is such a great opportunity, but I don't want to stay under the same roof with Ethan. It's not that I don't trust him, it's just that I don't trust myself. Seeing him after so many years made me realize how much he actually grew as a person. And not only in knowledge but also in body parts.

"No, you are going to stay with Ethan. He has a big mansion in New York, you will not have to see him every day. The least you can do is cook for him." My mom stood at the doorway in her pink fluffy bathrobe. Her hair was tied in a messy bun and she had a green facemask on and a Starbucks in her hand.

"Cook?" I stared at them as if they grew two horns. My dad stood next to my mom, dressed in his suit, ready to go to work. He was constantly looking at his watch while arguing with me.

"Yes, cook." He said. "He is already kind enough to let you stay in his mansion for a year. Be nice and make something to eat for him once in a while. I didn't raise a spoiled little brat."

"But I can't cook. He's so rich, it's no luxury to hire a cook." I can't believe Ethan didn't have a cook. What did he eat then? Takeout?

"He likes to prepare his food himself, so help him. Do some chores and whatnot. This is a chance for you Nicole. Don't waste it. It's only for a year, after that you can live wherever you want." My mom sipped on her Starbucks and it made the annoying sound, I couldn't stand.

"Ughh!!" I growled and plopped down on my bed. "Do I need to remind you that I'm already an adult and that I can make my own decisions?"

"Nicole!" My dad was getting impatient. "I know you're an adult, but you're also my only child. And god forbid if something happens to you. I'll never forgive myself. You don't know New York City, you never went there. So please, take my advice and live with Ethan so you're not alone. You will learn from him and it will benefit you somewhere in the future."