Amelia POV
A week had passed since my mum since my mother got back from her hearings. The following week, Dylan and I went on a business trip to Paris. The trip was delayed for some days because of the fire incident.
We flew in Dylan’s private jet to Paris. All through the flight, Dylan made sure he ignored me. I sat opposite him throughout the flight but he was so engrossed with a computer that he didn’t bother to look up or acknowledge my presence. Throughout the trip we didn’t say a word to each other, he just ignored my presence like I didn’t exist and I dozed off when I had nothing to do.
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When I woke up, I found myself on a king-sized bed and in a room painted white. “Did I sleep that long?” I thought.
I couldn’t believe I slept throughout the trip. I stood up from the bed and walked out of the room. I walked out of the room in search of Dylan and I met him in the kitchen making some dinner. He looked like an ideal husband, with the way he was cutting the tomatoes and onions one would think he was a chef, a cute and sexy chef. I continued watching him and didn’t know that he had caught me staring at him. A cough brought me out of my trance and I quickly looked away and scratched my head.
I cleared my throat and greeted him “good morning ”
“Good morning, “he replied and continued chopping the onions. “You had a long sleep Amy and you were talking about something in your dream ”
I facepalmed myself and groaned. Dylan had caught me talking to myself, I thought. I couldn’t help but feel embarrassed. “Where are we? “I asked.
“Heaven,” he replied, laughing out loud. I rolled my eyes and he winked at me and continued cooking.
“I meant where are we in Paris? I asked again and this time he replied without sarcasm
“A place I owned in Paris”
I coughed and choked on my words. “You mean you have a place in Paris!! “I let out a scream. He covered his ears and laughed. “How rich are you?” I asked him to make sure he was rich as I always pictured him.
He placed a hand on his chin and faced me with a grin on his face. “Well I think I’m rich enough to provide for all my generations,” he started.
I cleared my throat and didn’t bother to ask him any more questions. I just watched him cook whatever he was cooking.
A few minutes later, Dylan pulled off the apron he wore from his body. “Food is done “he announced and placed a steamy spaghetti and sauce in front of me, “Take a bite and tell me how good it is, ” he gave me a fork and waited for me to eat and compliment the food.
“Yummy, it’s nice,” I gave him a thumbs up and he clapped. He bought another plate of spaghetti and sat opposite me. We both ate in silence until he decided to break the silence.
“How is your mum? Any news about the man who threatened you?” he asked in a worried tone.
I dropped my fork and looked at his face, “she is fine, the police are on it”.
He nodded and grabbed and placed his hand into his “in case you need my help, let me know, ” He offered. I nodded in response and removed my hand from his grip and placed it on my thigh.
“Don’t worry you’ve done enough,” I replied to him and continued eating. I could feel his gaze on me and I didn’t bother to look at him. I quickly finished my dinner and dropped my plate in the sink to wash, as I turned to grab the sponge I felt his presence behind me. His breath fanned my left ear and I could feel myself reacting to his touch and presence. He grabbed my waist and turned me over to face him. Before I could say anything, he kissed me and I responded to the kiss and when it got heated, I quickly pulled away to avoid any more mistakes.
“That was not meant to happen, Dylan, “I said and ran to the room. I couldn’t believe that I had kissed a man who had a fiancee. Dylan was never coming back to me, it was about time I realized it.
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The next morning, I woke up early to prepare for the first meeting that was starting at 8 am. When I was done I walked to the living room and met Dylan speaking to someone on the phone. His eyes met mine and he quickly looked away. He ended the call and turned to face me, his face was void of emotions.
“Get the link’s file from my room “he ordered. I looked at him and saw him making another phone call, not bothering to spare a glance at me. I walked to his room like he requested and grabbed the file then I walked back to the living room.
“Here is it sir,” I emphasized on the sir and handed him the file. “Anything else you want me to do for you,” I asked, frowning at how he is ignoring me.
He didn’t answer and just dismissed me with his hand. He was getting on my nerves after what happened the night before.
He stood up and beckoned for me to come. We both walked outside and entered the car that was waiting outside the house. I was too angry to even stare at the beautiful house because of him. I rested my head on the car seat and closed my eyes.
“Open your eyes and listen Ms brown, this meeting is an important one for the company and I don’t want you destroying everything I have worked for. When asked a question only give a nod, don’t speak unless being spoken to,” he stated in a harsh tone and went back to his phone.
The nerve of this man, he thought I was going to destroy the meeting. I wanted to give him a piece of his mind but kept my comment to myself and nodded in response.
We arrived at a restaurant that seemed too big and from looking at it, you could tell it was a 5-star restaurant. Dylan and I entered the restaurant and were directed to our table. There, a bald old man and another man waved at us.
“Pierre Williams,” Dylan greeted and shook hands with the bald old man. “It’s so good to see you again,” he said cheerfully. if only he could be cheerful like this with me this morning. Pierre Williams introduced the second man as Park Young, a Korean investor who wanted to invest in the company. Dylan didn’t bother to introduce me because no one asked and all through the meeting I didn’t say anything but only note down what they were saying. I could feel park young gaze on me, he stared at me like I was some priceless gift. I smiled back at him in order not to look rude.
“We’ll meet again in the evening, I need Blackstone and I hope you find one by then, ” Pierre said and shook hands with Dylan. After exchanging a few words, he left with Park Young.
“I could see you and that Korean boy smiling at each other in the meeting. If you want to flirt, do it outside the business and when I’m not there,” he spat angrily and walked out of the restaurant into his waiting car. I stood there dumbfounded, unable to say anything. It took all my courage not to cry because his words were hurting me. I entered the car and faced the side mirror without saying a word to him. We entered the house and didn’t say anything to each other. Before the evening came, Dylan buried himself in work trying to find a perfect ideal for Williams. Since he had shut me down I decided not to bother myself with him and finally in the evening, we went to the same restaurant for the second meeting.
“So that’s your ideal Blackstone, I need something that would make me not regret investing in your office,” Pierre said.
“What more could I have said to Williams, I have told you all about the benefits and market sale of the project. It’s gonna benefit you and me, “Dylan replied, sounding exhausting and frustrated. I cleared my throat and raised my hand.
“Can I say something?” I requested, Pierre nodded his head and Dylan gave me a hard and angry look, I turned my eyes from him and focused on what I wanted to say. “Mr. Williams… “I began explaining my ideas to him and when I finished talking I was applauded by Pierre and park.
“Amazing,” Pierre commented. “You have a brilliant assistant Williams, I love her ideas,” he added and smiled.
“Thanks, Williams,” Dylan said and shook hands with him. After finalizing the deal, we all ordered some meals. Dylan and Pierre continued talking while Park decided to start a conversation with me.
“So amelia, where have you been ever since you arrived? “He asked.
I smiled at him and replied ” the house I’m staying in and this beautiful restaurant “. He laughed and touched my hand.
“How is the date tomorrow? I’ll take you to some amazing place in Paris, you will love it”.
“Oh amazing, it’s a date, “I replied sweetly.
“Alright then I’ll pick you up by noon tomorrow, can I have your number? “He asked politely. From where I was sitting I could see Dylan glaring at the park
like he wanted to kill him but who cares
About how he felt. I gave Park my number and told him I’ll be waiting for his call.
The meeting finally came to an end and we left for the house. inside the car, Dylan muttered a thank you and I pretended I didn’t hear him.
Tits for Tats.
When we reached the house I came out of the car and hurried inside the house. I could hear Dylan shutting the front door and then he walked towards his room but the sound of his shoes stopped at the door to my room. I thought he was coming to say something bad to me but then I heard him walking away into his room. I sighed and fell to my bed anticipating the date with the park. Park Young was a cute man but not as cute as Dylan but still, he was okay, he sounded like a good person and I hoped tomorrow will be great.