MasukGideon's pov I fixed my tux jacket, walked down stairs and sat down on the couch. I glanced at my hublot, we have at least twenty minutes to make it to the event venue.I glanced around nervously, I had hired Antoine not out of guilt but because I don't trust Maren fashion taste. My stomach churned as I kept glancing at the stairs.Why am I nervous?I took out my phone to see if I was good to go. I have been this anxious before, maybe because I want to ask to be friends.Yes it must be that, then I saw Antoine coming down the stairs, Maren followed.I stood there, Antoine said I do lose my breath and yes I did. I was hypnotised. The way the dress clung to her curves like it was made to be on her, that dress was made for her.I cleared my throat and quickly changed my expression. I am only feeling this way because it has been a long time that I have been with a woman sexually. I walked towards her to grab her hand, “you look stunning” I complimented.Her face flushed “Thank you, you
Maren's pov I placed my bag into the back seat of the car and slid in. I greeted the driver that Gideon had sent to pick me up. And I am so nervous, I don't want to do too much so he won't have the wrong idea again.I leaned my head against the window, I watched as rain splashed against the window . The weather in Seattle is unpredictable in Autumn, rain falling now and no rain in the next minute. When Gideon called me last night, I was surprised, I wasn't expecting him to call regarding his attitude on the day we met. I really hoped he would apologise but he just called to tell me he wants to follow me on Instagram and he hired a stylist ?. Hiring a stylist was a little insultive to me because I saw how he looked at my dress the other day. The car came to a halt and I didn't even notice that we were in an underground parking lot.“Ma’am we have arrived” The driver said as he stepped out of the car before I could open the door to the back seat.“Oh, Thank you” I was taken back whe
Gideon’s pov It has been three days since the meeting and I kept thinking about Maren, Not because Jaxon told me that I have wronged Maren but I can't stop thinking about her, I kept thinking of how her eyes widened and the way she laughed. Maybe I was wrong. She hasn't done anything to me for me to talk to her that way. But I was being careful in my own way.I stared at the file that contained her information. I have been debating whether to call or text her or follow her on Instagram instead. Is she not supposed to at least reach out to me first ?, I mean we are making an appearance together at a charity tomorrow evening. Or is she backing out now, she already signed the contract.No she wouldn't do that, I type her number into my phone and dial it, It rings for a while and she doesn't pick up.I checked the time, 10:39. Is she asleep at this time ?. I dialed her number again.She picks up and a sleepy voice cuts through my phone speaker, “Hello”.“Hello, This is Gideon Patton” I
Maren's pov I ran after him. I don't know why I went after him but I won't let me him leave getting all the satisfaction. Rylee had always told me to stand up for myself and this is my way of it. “Mr Patton” I called. He stopped in his tracks and turned to me, his eyebrows furrowed. I walked towards him and stop right in front of me. He is tall, I glanced up looking into eyes as he stare me down with those grey eyes. I cleared my throat, he folded his arms. “I want to make something clear, I don't know what kind of impression I gave you at first but I won’t do anything that goes against our contract” I breathed out. The corner of his lips lifted, I saw a smile but briefly. He is mocking me ?. “What things?, Miss Maren” He said quietly which made his voice deeper. He leaned down, staring into my eyes like he is looking for something. “I don't know…but I just want to let you know I only think of this as a business nothing more” I straightened my posture. “Ah” He also stood up
Gideon's pov I glared at my best friend, Jaxon as I drove into the underground parking lot of our headquarters. He laughed loudly when he noticed my stare. He knew I was annoyed about the idea of hiring a fake girlfriend . But I hate the fact that Jaxon, Rylee and Mr Eamon, the General manager of my team, are right, I need to do this if I want to have the sponsorship. “You won't have to do this if you have not put your dick in someone else's wife” he laughed. “Shut up” I hit the brake as I packed my car in an empty spot. “I didn't sleep with her” “Really? Does it matter and now you are expected to have a girlfriend. You should be grateful, her face wasn't exposed” He teased, and we stepped out of my car. “Fuck off”. He guffawed loudly, then suddenly stopped and I looked at the direction he was staring at. It was a familiar White BMW and there the owner steps out of the car, “Oh shit, it is Riley Hugo” Jaxon faked awed. As if she heard him, she turned and sneered “look who de
Maren's pov “ You are cordially invited to attend the wedding of Dylan Crosby and Hannah Carson. Friday fifth of…..” Rylee reads but stops halfway and squeezes the invitation in and throws it in the dustbin. “The fuck is he thinking, sending you an invitation just three months after you guys broke up” she frowned. I could only smile weakly, my chest tightened and tears pricked the back of my eyes. Dylan was my boyfriend for ten years, we met during my second year of college. The very first guy that had shown interest in me, he was good to me in our early years of dating or maybe I was just blind to see that he is a red flag. He broke up on the night of our tenth anniversary, dumping me like some worthless whore after making many sacrifices for him, helping him with his business ideas, and putting my savings into various failed businesses of his. “I can't believe he asked you to marry him, only for you to be planning a wedding and the jerk decided to break up with you” Ryle







