The Billionaire's Unauthentic Daughter

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After debating with myself, I finally decided to go talk to Heather. She had gone through a lot in a single day and I wanted to make sure she was okay.

I pushed open the door of her room where she'd be staying for a few days.

It was about five and I could see that she had only just taken a shower.

Last night she couldn't sleep because she was planning to reveal herself and she was so nervous, she couldn't get any sleep so after the morning drama, she went to sleep and had only just woken up.

"Hey, come in." She invited me in and so I went and sat on a chair. "What brings you here?"

"I just wanted to know if you were okay."

"I'm fine now." She said and attempted a tiny smile but evidently she was still sad.

We were quiet for a while and I scrambled my brain for what to say. "You surprised me with your reveal. I never imagined you'd be into girls. You were fake-dating Ethan all these days and you guys kissed on several occasions-" I stopped and cringed at what I just said.

Heather laughed softly. "God, that was terrible. Not that Ethan is a bad kisser. It's just that every time I kissed him, all I could think of was how I felt like I was kissing my brother and you don't know how I withheld my urge to puke every time after that."

"Well then what made you suddenly decide to tell the truth to the world? As far as I know, you wanted to fake date him for a little longer."

She hesitated and her cheeks turned pink. "It was you. You were the reason why I did this."

"Me?" I was surprised. "Why?"

"Because you showed me how brave you were.

You went against me and wanted to like Ethan and be with him and even after I threatened to reveal your secret, you still didn't care about what could happen to you.

You decided to chase after your feelings and not be a coward.

You decided not to let others control your emotions and didn't lie to yourself and I realized if you can, why can I not?

Why was I being such a coward? It's so unlike me.

And so I decided to let the world know about me and my reasons for not telling it before.

And now you get to date Ethan without feeling jealous of me. "

"I'm happy to hear I was your inspiration. So did Ethan know about you before anyone else?"

"Yes, and Amelia too. Juliet knows too. I talked to her last night and she gave me a talk about how strong I am and how what the world or my mother had to say shouldn't matter to me and I should just be true to myself."

"You have great friends."

"Yeah. I'm so lucky to have them."

"So are you dating anyone?"

"I'm not." She blushed.

"What's your ideal type of girl?"

She paused to think. "I don't know. I just want someone who would love me genuinely."

"I'm sure you're going to find that lucky woman."

"I hope so too."

Not knowing what else to say and because it was starting to get awkward I left telling her that I'd see her at dinner.

Just as I closed her door behind me, I saw Ethan and he was about to go into Heather's room.

"You're back early." I noted.

"Yeah, I wanted to make sure Heather is okay."

"I just talked to her. She said she's fine now."

"Really? I'm going to talk to her."

"Okay, you do that." He was about to open the door. "Can we talk before dinner?"

"Sure. After I'm done talking to her, I'll come to you."

"I'll be waiting in the garden."

He nodded before going in.

I sat on the same bench that I always sat on in the garden, waiting for Ethan to finish talking with Heather.

If I hadn't known that Heather was a lesbian I would've been so jealous of his concern for her.

My mind kept repeating the events of the morning over and over again and I felt sorry for her. I wished that she would meet a girl who would only give her love, something that she never got enough.

It was a few minutes later that Ethan sat next to me.

"She's okay, isn't she?"

"Yeah. She's better now."

I knew Heather trusted Ethan and I was happy that when she told me she was okay, she meant it.

"What did you want to talk about?" He turned to face me.

"Nothing really. I just wanted to know how your day was."

"Why?"

"I want to know you better."

"Like what?"

"Like your aspirations. Did you always wanted to be a businessman or were you required take over it from your dad?"

"I wasn't actually interested in business and in my early days of college I absolutely loathed it.

I had a creative streak in me and I used to write stories.

I wasn't confident enough to put it out there in front of the world.

I was scared of criticism. I always felt like I wasn't good enough but my friends told me otherwise.

I had so many ideas at that time, so many stories in my head that I wanted to produce on paper but I never got around to doing it.

Once I was finished with high school, dad sat with me and explained how it was important that I take over after him.

It was mainly because I did not have a plan after high school.

Although I was interested in writing, I didn't want to make it my main profession.

I didn't want to put my future in jeopardy so I agreed and went ahead with his plan for me.

Now I think that was the best decision I could've made at that time.

I love my work and I don't feel at ease when I don't work. "

"Well do you write any stories now?"

He shook his head. "I don't write any now. But I think...maybe when I get old and have a kid who can look after the business, I would utilize my time to do that."

"I wish you would continue it some time in future."

"Well what about you? What are your plans? When are you starting college?"

I almost told him that I was in a medical college and soon to be a third year student.

"I'm thinking about pursuing a career in medicine." I didn't elaborate because I really didn't know what Juliet was interested in.

"Good thing you did well in high school.Two years ago I was convinced that you cheated your way through the exams or pulled some strings but I know you enough to know that you didn't do anything like that."

"Of course not!" I denied, feeling defensive for Juliet.

He raised up his hands in surrender. "Sorry."

We talked for a long time and between that I mustered up the courage to hold his hand. He didn't pull away like I feared he would and our intertwined hands rested in between our thighs for the rest of the talk until we were called for dinner.

Heather had rented a really nice apartment nearby and she wanted to move there. We told her that she could stay here longer but she was adamant and always had wanted a place of her own.

Patricia had officially disowned her and thrown away Heather's things that were in her house. But what she lost was a much greater loss compared to Heather's things. She lost a good daughter and her husband.

Justin had talked to his lawyers and they were soon getting divorced.

Patricia had thought he wasn't serious when he said that he was going to divorce her and had taken it lightly but when she got the divorce papers she freaked out and the media covered a lot of what happened.

A lot of prominent people came out in support of Heather and Patricia was rebuked for her actions.

Everything was going back to normal and Heather was focusing more on her work and travelling to keep her busy.

I had more time on my hands and I was going to utilize it to get closer to Ethan.

Now that there wasn't Heather around breathing down my neck about every move I make, I could relax and do what I wanted to.

And I wanted to get Ethan to trust me again and then I'd tell him about my secret, tell him that I couldn't tell him because there was a possibility he would've reveal it to everyone and so it was important that I gained his trust before that.

I also knew that when the time came to let him in on the truth, I would possibly be breaking his trust again but that could wait.

I would make sure that he understood why I did that.

I was going to worry about this all when the time came. For now, I was taking Ethan out on a date. Well, he didn't know that it was date because I wanted to surprise him.

"Where are we going?" He asked again when we were five minutes away from the aquarium. I knew he enjoyed going to places where there were a lot of people because it was exciting and he normally wouldn't go out to such places.

"You'll know when you'll get there." I said.

"It better be worth my time because I took half the day off for you."

"Thank you for your time. I'm honored to know you did that for me, your Highness." I bowed mockingly.

"You should be, you peasant." He said and I slapped his shoulder.

"How dare you, you little peasant!" He said and slapped my shoulder right back.

My mouth dropped and I began raining slaps on his shoulder and he began defending and at some point he started tickling me.

The driver cleared his throat and our heads snapped at the rearview mirror at the same time to see the driver staring at us, trying to hide a laugh. He looked away as soon as we looked at him and we straightened up, adjusting our clothes and looking out the window, embarrassed.

A few minutes later, the car came to a stop and we both looked up from Ethan's side of the window to see the local aquarium.

"You brought me to an aquarium?"

I nodded. "Do you think it's worth your time?"

"I've been here a lot of times when I was a kid."

"Oh, really?" I didn't think of the possibility of him having visited it when he was younger and suddenly my idea of a date didn't seem all that brilliant to me anymore. I thought it would be amazing because I'd only been to an aquarium a few times. I couldn't help show my disappointment.

"But it's my first time here with you. It's definitely worth my time. Let's go." He grabbed my hand and we both exited out the car.

Once we were inside I was having fun and I knew he was too.

We took our time going through the aquarium and getting amazed at the variety of sea life.

Ethan told me stories of when he went to the aquarium with his parents for the first time and was scared because he thought that the glass was going to break any second and he couldn't stop crying.

He also told me how his dad pretended that water was dripping down on him and telling him that the glass was probably going to break and how they ran away and left him there alone before returning back a minute later, laughing at him while he cried incessantly.

He didn't talk to his dad for the rest of the day after that.

We clicked a lot of pictures. We asked other people in the aquarium to take some pictures of us with his hand on my waist, or him kissing me on the cheek which surprised me but then we got comfortable and ended up with a dozen cozy pictures of the both of us which I was going to treasure forever.

We came at the right time because there was a mermaid show and it was really good. We enjoyed the day and our date. Afterwards we went to a local burger joint because we were so hungry.

When we returned back home, it was dinner time but we were both full and decided we couldn't eat anymore so we weren't going to join the others for dinner.

We faced each other once we reached in front of our doors.

"I had fun today. Thanks for taking me out to the aquarium."

"Don't thank me just yet. There's many more to come. I'll make sure to surprise you more with every date."

"Date? I never agreed to go on a date with you." He said, raising an eyebrow at me.

"It was a date to me."

"Hey, that's not polite. You should first ask me if I'd like to go out on a date with you."

"You're not going to make this easy for me, are you? You're going to play hard to get."

He shrugged. "I'm enjoying it."

I smirked. "Don't worry. I'm going to ask you out in a way that you won't be able to say no."

Without giving him a chance to reply, I stepped towards him and wrapped my arms around him and rested my head against his chest. Now that I could have him to myself, I wasn't going to hesitate to hug him for as long as I wanted.

He lightly rested his hand on my lower back and sighed with his chin on top of my head.

After a few minutes he pulled back and I reached on my tiptoes and gave him a big kiss on his forehead before running into my room and closing the door after throwing a quick "good night" at him.

The reason I ran into my room right after I kissed him was because I didn't want him to see me with red cheeks and a wide grin on my lips that could potentially make me appear psychotic to him. Somehow a forehead kiss felt more intimate than one on the lips.

It was the first time in my life that I had experienced some romance and I didn't know how I was supposed to act or win him back.

All I could think of doing was showing him the effort I put into our dates, to show him that I truly cared.

I wanted to show him that his feelings were important to me, that he was important to me.

And I couldn't do that without a little help so I called Amelia, hoping she had some dating experience and could share some tips with me.

"Hey," she said once she picked up.

"Hi, Amelia. I wanted to ask you something."

"Sure, what is is it?"

"I want some ideas. How to make a date special? Like how to impress the guy?"

"Is Ethan taking you out on a date?"

"No, its more like I am taking him out on a date."

"Okay? What exactly are you asking?"

"Give me some tips. How do I make a date perfect? I've never had a boyfriend before so I don't really know how these things work and I want to ask Ethan to be my boyfriend in the most romantic way."

She was silent for a few seconds.

"Amelia, you there?"

"Uh...yeah. But I don't think I can help you in this."

"Why not?"

"Because I've never planned a date. All the guys I dated before did all the work. I never did anything for them. Now that I think about it...I kind of sound like an asshole. Is that why none of my previous relationships lasted?" She asked.

I went to deny but she answered herself.

"Of course. That's why they didn't last. I remember some of the guys complaining that I seemed like I didn't love them back and I didn't understand what they meant.

..until now. A relationship works only when effort is put from both sides.

What the heck. I was so stupid. Thanks, Julie.

I think you saved me from a lonely, loveless life.

I think without you I would've probably ended up being an old lady with only cats to keep me company, not that that's bad because come on, they are cats but it would be nice to have a lover. "

"Okay. Congratulations on your realization. But-"

"Yeah, thank you so much. Bye. Love ya."

And then she cut the call. I called her to ask her to help me and instead she was the one who got helped and I was still left clueless and unsure.

I wasn't going to ask Heather because she still had a lot going on in her life and it would seem inappropriate because just a few days ago her parents had filed for a divorce and were currently separated, she was disowned by her mother and she had just come out to the world.

She needed time to adjust and get back to her routine and until the media stopped talking about her family matters and keeping her in the limelight, she was going to be stressed and I didn't want to add on to it.

I couldn't ask Olivia because we were both giving each other the cold shoulder.

We barely talk. We don't make eye contact and pretend we aren't aware of each other's existence at dinner which was the only time we saw each other, but then again we didn't actually see each other.

Even when we sometimes bump into each other in the hallways or in the kitchen, we ignore and go about our business.

I didn't know what had crawled up her ass but I wasn't going to keep asking her if she was okay because even if she wasn't, she didn't want any help and I couldn't do anything about that.

Now my only focus was to be happy and make Ethan happy. He had done his part of the effort required to get us together, now it was my turn and I wasn't going to disappoint him.

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