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Jessica Summers
Shower is so soothing, it always calms and relaxes my body and mind. It was Sunday today, meaning I'm just gonna sit and relax the whole day but only after cleaning my room and laundering my clothes.
Yesterday, I loved the time I spent at Mary's house, I had such a lovely time with them. I wish my parents were here today. We used to enjoy our weekends very much even though it was nothing other than cooking something fancy and watching some movie. Those days... I shook off those memories not wanting to go too far into those memories and turned off the shower. Walking out of the bathroom I went straight to the closet and pulled out a denim shorts and a black tank top. Pat drying my hair, I made my way to the living room and sat in front of the TV, changing the channels until I found Vampire Diaries. When the commercials came I got up to get something to eat from the kitchen.
I was going to the kitchen when I heard doorbell ring. Who can it be? I took my time walking to the door, but hurried when it rang non stop. I opened the door and it was Dean, standing with a smirk playing on his lips.
"Hey?" I was surprised to see him.
"Hi. What are you doing today?" he asked.
"Nothing much, just cleaning and laundering. Why?" I frowned and leaned on the door frame, folding my hands below my breasts.
"Okay then, let's go." he caught hold of my hand pulled me out of my apartment after closing the door.
"What? Dean, what are you doing? Where are you taking me?" I tried to stop him with all the strength in me. God, why was he so strong?
"We are going to my place to discuss about the cruise party which Mr & Mrs Herman invited us for." he stopped.
The cruise thing was off my mind. How could it slip my mind? "We can do it here in my apartment too."
"But I forgot to get the invitation and the envelop here. So we're going to my place."
I couldn't help but roll my eyes. "At least let me wear something decent and come out?"
He checked me from top to bottom before saying, "You look fine." he pulled me into the elevator and then to his car. I greeted Alex and climbed in.
Once we reached his penthouse, he went to his office room while I sat on the long couch in the living room.
He came out with a what looked like a brochure booklet in his hand. Sitting next to me he started reading it. His jaw clenched at something and his face turned hard but soon he covered his expression and looked at me.
"It is a five days trip. And we'll be visiting two countries; Italy and Spain." he informed me while still looking in the brochure.
I couldn't believe my luck or whatever it was. For the first time ever I would be going on cruise and to Italy and Spain. Was this for real? I so badly wanted to hug Dean and thank him but I suppressed my excitement.
"First two days will be spent in Italy and the third day will be only cruising and the last two days in Spain."
"Oh my God, it's going to be fun. I have never visited any of those countries." I couldn't contain my excitement anymore.
"Sure, it's going to be more than fun." he muttered. "And Jess, remember you are my girlfriend. We will have to act as if we are in love and all the crap. You got it?" he said with the smirk on his face. His eyes held, what I felt was mischief which I saw for the first time as he always tried to hide his feelings. May be as Tasha said I'll try and get to know him more and about his past during these days. Yes, this is a good chance.
"Yeah, I got it. When are we leaving?"
"On Wednesday morning. The departing port is in Rome so we will have to go there. And from the next day we are going to start the trip." I nodded in response.
"Dean, can I ask you something? If yes then I want a proper answer." I looked into his eyes so he could see how serious I was.
He stared at me for a while before nodding.
"Why did you lie to the Herman's that I'm your girlfriend?"
He shifted in his place and cleared his throat before answering, "Because I've never had any kind of relationship with my employees, I strictly keep it only business, and you are my employee, so kissing my employee was out of the league, and it has been a very long time since I have had any girl by my side. Mrs. Herman is quite close to me and sees me as her son so when she saw us kissing..." he shrugged and trailed off at the end.
I curtly nodded at him before smiling like an idiot. He noticed it and asked why.
"Nothing." I replied as my smile got wide.
"Nothing?" he asked and leaned on me and I leaned back till my head hit the arm rest.
I shook my head and giggled. "No, nothing at all."
In a fraction of seconds, his hands moved to my waist and he started tickling me.
"Dean.... St... Stop... Plea... Please." I screeched while laughing as I tried to move away from him. But it was of course impossible.
"Nothing?" he once again asked but didn't stopped tickling.
"Ohk... Okay, I'll tell you." he stopped and stared into my eyes as we laid on the long couch. He was completely on me resting on his forearms to keep up his weight, waiting for my answer.
"I'm glad that you lied to Mrs. Herman. By that lie I'm getting to travel around." I shut my eyes and hid my face in his chest.
I felt him vibrate. He was laughing. "Are you using me Ms. Summers?"
"What? No, no, no you got me wrong, Dean." I replied in horror. No way I would use him for anything in my life.
He again started laughing. "You are so easy to mess up with, Jess."
I glared at him before trying to push him off of me.
"You can't move me, love." he smirked. That was true but I didn't give up.
I stopped struggling when my eyes fell on his lips. He looked at my lips, at me and back to my lips before descending towards them. He was hardly few millimeters away when my stomach decided to growl.
Oh my gosh, this is so freaking embarrassing! I shut my eyes.
Dean dropped his head to the side, on my shoulder and laughed loudly. While I stayed still, blushing in embarrassment.
Seriously? Now is the time?
He got up from me and stood up before helping me to sit back on the couch.
"Somebody's hungry." He stated, that stupid smirk never left his face and I so wanted to rub it off.
"Yes, because somebody didn't wait until I fed myself." I said rolling my eyes and then, "Don't you think that person needs to be punished?" I smirked.
"Definitely." he smirked back.
"Why don't you cook something for me?" I questioned. "Yes, that's a great idea. Mr. Walker I'm really hungry, I've been starving since morning and it's almost noon. So, today I want you to cook something delicious for me."
Dean thought for few seconds and looked at me with a small smile. "Done. I'm ready to accept the punishment." and then he bent down to my ear and said, "Just so you know I have never been punished before in my life." he tortuously nibbled my ear and then said, "But something tells me I'm going to enjoy it." with that said he strode to the kitchen.
I sat there still, recalling what he told few minutes ago. 'I have never been punished before in my life.' Of course he is a rich billionaire, he punishes others but nobody ever dared to punish him. Now that I thought about it, I shouldn't have given him any punishment. Did I not do a correct thing? I think I should take back what I said. So I went to the kitchen to talk to him.
But I was surprised to see him in apron as he put pasta in boiling water. He looked hot. I totally forgot why I came to the kitchen. He looked cute with flour on his cheek and forehead too, I couldn't help but chuckle. He looked up at me and smirked. What's with him and the smirk I don't know.
I went and sat on the bar stool and slowly leaned forward. "Dean..." I tried to speak but he cut me off.
"If you have come to apologize and take this punishment back then Ms. Summers I'm really sorry. I'm already enjoying my punishment." he said cockily.
How did he know what I wanted to say? Alright then I think I did a right thing by punishing him, I thought mentally, shrugging nonchalantly.
"Can I trust you with your cooking, Mr. Walker?" I raised my brows. I didn't know if he cooked good or not. Carp, I didn't even know if he could cook. "Dean, do you know how to cook?" I asked.
"Don't underestimate this billionaire, Ms. Summers. Just wait and watch, I'm sure you will moan as soon as you take a bite of my masterpiece." he grinned and put some cheese into the saucepan. I shook my head at his cockiness.
"By the way what are you cooking?" I tried to peep, it looked like he was making Mac and Cheese. I remembered Tasha telling me that it is his favorite.
"Patience, Jess." I liked the nickname he had given to me. Never in my life had anyone given me any nickname. It made me feel special every time he called me that.
Thirty minutes passed, he was still cooking. How long did it take to prepare Mac and cheese? 15-20 minutes top. Not more than that for sure.
"Are you done, Dean? I'm starving." I complained.
I plopped my head in my hand and rested my elbow on the counter. He didn't reply.
Finally, few more minutes later he put his dish in a container and set it on the counter. He came around to my side removing his apron and settled beside me on the bar stool. He still had flour on his cheek and forehead. I took a napkin from near by and wiped it away.
"Was there something on my face?" he asked when I wiped off the flour.
"Yes, flour on your cheek and forehead." I replied chuckling.
"Thanks. Okay now it's time to taste my masterpiece." he took two plates and put Mac and cheese in each.
I picked a fork and took a bite. I closed my eyes as it felt heaven in my mouth. I couldn't help the moan which escaped my lips. I opened my eyes when I heard Dean chuckle.
"Told ya," he smiled showing his perfect white teeth.
"God, Dean this is so freaking good." I took another bite, "To be completely honest, this is by far the best Mac and Cheese I've ever had, seriously."
Damn, he can cook. So much better than me.
"Thank you." he bowed slightly. He took a bite from my fork and raised his brow, "Not bad, it's nice."
"I came to know that Mac and Cheese is your favorite." I said.
"Tasha?" he asked and I nodded. "Yup, I like Mac and Cheese. Mary taught me how to make it. I was never interested in cooking but Mary always forced me to help her and Tasha in the kitchen and eventually I started to gain interest in it. When I moved here, to my penthouse, I cooked for myself in the beginning but that was until I hired Rebecca. But I do cook sometimes, when I'm free."
"Interesting. So can I expect some more delicious food from you to cook for me?" I asked.
"Of course. It was the first time I ever cooked for someone else. And I enjoyed it. Get ready mentally Jess, I'm gonna try a lot of food experiments on you." he smirked.
"Ever ready Mr. Billionaire." I said enthusiastically, we both laughed. It felt so good to be with Dean. I cherished every moment spent with him. Good and bad, both.
We finished eating and I cleaned the kitchen with Dean's help. I told him I didn't want his help but he was so freaking stubborn. We were now sitting in the living room after we were done cleaning the kitchen.
"Take this and go for shopping. Buy whatever you will need for this trip. Clothes, shoes, accessories or make over and stuff." he ordered, extending his credit card to me. I sighed in frustration.
"I don't like it when you spend money on me. I'm capable of buying things for myself. I work hard and earn now. Why don't you get that?" I snapped.
He was silent and was staring at me. He did not like it any bit.
My features softened immediately. "I know that you want to help me. But Dean I don't like to be dependent on anybody. I like to be independent, I've always been independent. It's very nice of you to offer me your credit card but like I always say, you have done a lot to me. You saved me from those people that night, allowed me to stay at your place, bought me clothes, gave me a job, and a freaking new apartment. I can't explain how thankful I am to you. But now that I work and earn for myself, I don't want anymore help. I can look after myself. I hope you understand me." I spoke very softly.
We fell in kind of awkward silence. I didn't dare to look up at him as I didn't know if he was angry on me. When he didn't speak anything I thought it was my cue to leave. I was about to get up from the couch but stopped when he spoke.
"Okay, fine. I understand. I'll not spend much money on you. But I'm going to buy you one dress, the dress which you will be wearing on Herman's anniversary day. And its final." the smirk was back on his face.
"Can anybody go against you?" I stated.
"No. Even if they do, I have my ways." he got up from the couch and held his hand out.
"What?" I raised my brows.
"The dress." he reminded.
I resisted the urge to roll my eyes.
"First we need to stop by my place. No way I'm going to go shopping in these clothes." I looked down at myself, cringing at the thought of shopping in such clothes.
"Agreed." he nodded pulling me up to stand.
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We were now in the fourth shop, looking for my dress. In the previous shops I almost tried around ten dresses which Dean selected but as for him, he didn't find the perfect one. He wanted me to look like the most beautiful and perfect girlfriend without much flaws. I couldn't help but smile at his thought.
We walked down the aisle going through the dresses.
"That one." Dean pointed toward a dress that was hung at the of the aisle, the saleswoman took it out.
It was a very beautiful silver and peach color, sleeveless dress. The silver part of the dress was actually all glitters and sparkles so the contrast peach color matched it perfectly. The back wasn't that deep, and there was a thing high slit on the left side. All in all it was very elegant and beautiful.
"Yes, this one. Jess, try this on and check with the size. We are going to buy this one." he said happily.
The saleswoman showed me to the trial room. I wore the dress very carefully in order to not damage it even slightly. I looked in the mirror once I wore it and gasped. I'd never worn such expensive dress in my life, but now that I was wearing it I couldn't recognize myself in the mirror. The beautiful dress fit perfectly to me. It made my boobs and my ass pop out more in an elegant way. I turned around and looked over my shoulder and was happy that all the scars hidden under the dress.
I walked out to show it to Dean. He was busy talking on the phone but when his eyes landed on me, his jaw dropped. He immediately cut the call and walked towards me eyeing me up and down. Reaching me, he stood impossibly close to me.
"You look damn sexy in this dress." he said very huskily and left a lingering kiss on my neck, his voice sent tingles down my spine and turned bright red at his compliment. Never have I ever been called sexy before in my life.
"Thank you." I shyly whispered.
"We'll buy this one." he told the saleswomen as I went back to the trial room.
Dean paid for the dress, I didn't bother asking him about the cost because I knew I'd faint if he told me. I'd been extra careful to not even look at the price tag accidentally while trying. As we walked out of the shop he said he had some emergency at the office and that he had to leave. He offered to drop me by my apartment but I denied saying I still wanted to walk around.
After Dean's 'be careful and message me once you reach home' lines, he left.
Walking around I noticed at my reflection on the glasses and saw that my hair needed some treatment, I decided to go to the beauty salon.
"Hello beautiful, Welcome to Glow-Grow. I'm Ben. How may I help you?" a guy around mid twenties welcomed me. His blonde hair was styled perfectly and he wore a tight skinny jeans with a bright yellow t-shirt.
"Hi, I needed a make over with my hair. Nothing much, just trimming and hair wash."
"You've come to the right place, girl. This way please." he smiled at me and took me to a room.
The room had eight mirror tables, four on either side and comfortable seats were kept in front of the mirror. There were few people getting their hair done or few face treatment. Ben led me to the corner seat of the room.
One hour later, my hair was trimmed and the hair mask which was applied was being washed. I learned that Ben was gay, and he kept admiring my hair about how smooth and silky it is and if I didn't take proper care it would lose all its shine and become dull. Once my hair were dried, they looked much more shinny, soft and silky. I paid and thanked Ben before leaving the salon.
Upon reaching home, I messaged Dean.
Reached home safely.
-J
Some minutes later my phone beeped indicating the message arrival.
Good. What more did you buy?
-D
Nothing. Just got my hair treated.
-J
Okay. See you tomorrow then. Good night. Sleep tight.
-D
Sending a bye message I went to the kitchen and quickly prepared pasta. After dinner I went to my room and started with the packing. I knew I wouldn't get much time to pack as I'd become busy in work from tomorrow.
I started by taking out all the needed clothes,lingeries and accessories. I was so thankful to Dean for filling this closet with all types of clothing, but it took me more than one hour to decide which all clothes to pack.
I was exhausted after deciding all the clothes. It was already past ten and I had work tomorrow. So I decided to pause the packing and headed straight to the bed.
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