Married To My Billionaire Bestfriend

Chapter 14 - Exclusive

"So you basically put all the extra dresses of your company in my closet?" I arched an eyebrow. "Did you not want to spend more money than necessary on your wife's clothes?"

He stopped reading the file near the shelf and glanced at me. "There were other brands in there as well. Don't you dare imply that I am a miser."

I burst into laughter hearing him. He was right, indeed. There was plenty of brand clothing. But it was just fun teasing him.

"By the way, when will you be launching the new collection? You seem busier these days," I mentioned and got up from my seat after putting the magazine back on the coffee table.

"It's going to be launched next month," he answered.

I went to Ace's table and saw there was an entire file called 'Valentines.' I opened the file, and it was filled with different designs of dresses. Surprisingly, I had these designs of dresses in my closet too.

"When will you launch this collection?" I asked him, holding the file in my hand.

"That's gonna be the special and surprise collection which will be launched on Valentine's Day next year." He walked toward me with a proud smile.

Valentine's Day was still months away. He didn't even launch these dresses. They seem to have not even been mass-produced yet, either. Then, how do I have them in my closet right now?

"How do I have these styles of dresses, then?" I couldn't help but ask.

He moved dangerously closer to me. If I tried to shift now, I would have to push him because he was on my left side. On my right, there was his chair, while in front of me was his table. Behind me was just the plain wall. I had nowhere to go.

He whispered into my ear, "Maybe I made a special request to have the first-made dresses of this collection, crafted straight by the hands of our head designers, delivered for my wife? There are perks of being the boss, you know."

He didn't just do that. He gave me the dresses from this exclusive collection, that too made by the head designer. The first-made dresses were not meant to be sold; they were for displays or for big-shot fashion shows. On top of that, those weren't even ready to be launched!

Until now, every time he would launch a new collection, he would put aside one set of each dress for me. But this time, he gave me the one he hadn't even launched. Right now, the dresses I had in possession were the only ones made in those exact designs. Wow, that... that really made me special.

My breath hitched at the closeness when Ace was peeking over at the file in my hand. Quickly, I sat on Ace's chair to maintain some distance before my legs turned into jelly and I fell into his arms.

I put down that file and picked up another one. It was the next year's Spring collection. They were just hand-drawn pictures with color combinations and measurements written at the moment. I flipped through the pages and noticed a design. "Ace, don't you think this dress would've been the best if this design was horizontal instead of vertical?"

He took a closer look at the design I showed him. This time, I was sitting on his chair, and his face was literally over my shoulder. So much for maintaining distance.

"Can you show me a demo?" he asked me.

I took a pencil and a white paper from the table. I started to draw the exact same dress but altered the design slightly, based on what I felt would look the best. All this time, Ace was standing close to me, his warm breath hitting the shell of my ear lightly, so it was quite distracting. I tried my best to storm through it and finish the design without embarrassing myself.

Once the design was completed, I showed it to him. He went to sit on the couch and took a closer look at the design.

"Ava, this is awesome. How did you...?"

"I don't know. I just thought this would be better," I replied honestly.

"Thank you for this. Even my employees were confused about how to make that dress look right, but you managed to do it so easily. Great job, Ava," he said to me, and I gave him a shrugging smile. "Anyway, I'm going to make a call to the head of the department so that everyone can stop stressing about this design." I nodded, and he pulled out his phone to make a call.

I got up from my seat and walked out of the study to give him space and also because his closeness still bothered me. I had always felt different about him, and now, those feelings were stirring deeper. I had gotten used to being physically close to him, but now... Was it because of that kiss? Why couldn't I forget about that? It was just a mistake. Ugh, when will I stop feeling like this?

I was walking down the stairs on my way to make a blog in the garden, and that was when my eyes fell on the entrance.

A blond woman entered the mansion, her amber eyes scanning the house until they landed on me. She beamed at me brightly.

I beamed right back at her. Liliana was back!

I was about to run to hug her, but I stopped dead on my steps when I saw another person stepping inside the house behind her.

Those small black curls—caramel skin. Please don't be the person I am thinking of you to be, I prayed silently.

As soon as his blue eyes fell on me, I almost lost my lost on the stairs.

Simon Rainstorm was here with Liliana.