"I need to get a new suit at home." Sebastian muttered under his breath as he walked back to his car. He was late for his meeting and now he had to go back to the house and change.
"Did you say something?" Ava asked, running up to him.
Sebastian ignored her, increasing his pace. He unlocked the car with its remote and opened the door of the driver's seat.
He remembered that he usually kept an extra suit in his office and he sighed in relief.
Ava caught him by the sleeve of his suit and he pulled his arm away. He cringed as he wiped a smudge of mud off his pants. It was ruined and it was all because of that girl.
"Get away from me." He brought out his phone from his pocket and dialed his secretary's number.
She picked up on the third ring sounding like she had just concluded a marathon but Sebastian barely noticed.
"Have a suit ready for me before I get to the office and don't forget the materials for my meeting."
"Yes sir."
"Make sure the clients don't leave before I get there."
"Yes s.." he hung up before she could finish her statement and dropped the phone on the seat close to him.
Now all he had to do was get a new shirt and se freshly washed pants.
"Wait, Mr CEO!"
Sebastian groaned and got into his car slamming the door with force. What did she wantt now?
"Mr CEO." She called and the window slid down slowly until his face was visible again.
Sebastian poked his head out of the window. "What do you want? I have helped you so now go home."
"Here."
Sebastian frowned at the wrinkled piece of paper and glared up at her. "What is that?"
"It's a paper." She replied with a smile, oblivious to his displeasure. "It has my number on it. You can call me if you need my help. I'm forever in your debt."
Sebastian collected the card and held it at the tip of his fingers, tossing it on the ground. "I'm not going to sleep with you, lady." He said, making a disgusted sound.
"He's so rude." She huffed bending to pick up her card. "I don't want to sleep with you okay? I just wanted to say thank you for your help, that's all."
"I don't need any favours from you and I repeat, You're not my type."
He started to roll up the window again and Ava leaned in, throwing the car inside before it closed completely.
"Bye!" Ava waved as he drove off. "Thanks for your help."
***
Sebastian groaned and worked out the knots from his neck as he drove into the compound of his mansion.
His phone started ringing as he parked the car and he sighed staring down at it. He didn't recognize the caller ID so he ignored it.
The phone continued ringing as he drove the car into his garage and turned the ignition off.
It stopped eventually and he sighed, getting out of the car. He locked the door and walked into the house through the connecting door.
He threw his phone on the center table along with the key to the car and slumped on the couch.
He kicked off his shoes and his phone started ringing again. With a frowm, he reached for it.
It was still just a number. "What?"
"Mr Bancroft, I'm Kim."
Sebastian rolled his eyes and leaned back on the couch. "Kim, who?" He didn't know any Kim.
"Sir, I am the organizer for the annual charity ball and I am calling to inform you that your presence is required as the chairperson of the event."
Sebastian closed his eyes and sighed, placing the phone by his side on the chair.
He was used to these events since he attended them from time to time but he didn't really have anyone to accompany him as his date.
No one attended such an event solo, it would be brutal.
"Who do I take?" He asked the empty room, his eyes still closed. He didn't have a wife much less a irlfriend he could call to accompany him.
He didn't believe in relationships and because of his busy schedule, he simply didn't have the time to waste.
He opened his eyes and rose to his feet quickly, grabbing his car keys. That woman from the trafficking incident has given him her number.
He stopped in his tracks remembering how he had tossed the piece of paper out of the window.
"Damn it!" He cursed and banged his fists on the wall. He should have collected the paper when he had the chance. Where was he supposed to find her now?
'Bye!' Ava's voice played in his ears and he smiled, running towards the door that led to his garage.
He opened it and unlocked the car door, opening it. He searched his car frantically for the piece of paper.
"Where did she throw it?" He wondered out loud looking under his seat.
He brought out a crumpled and torn piece of paper from under the chair, grinning in victory. "Yes!"
That woman would not be such a bad option for a date because she was good looking.
He read the numbers out and typed them on his phone, throwing the paper on the floor by his feet.
He dialed the number and waited, getting irritated when the phone kept ringing.
Wasn't she going to answer her phone? He didn't have time to waste. She had already made him waste half of his day on busting those traffickers that were after her.
He had to get changed and arrive at the office before his clients got tired of waiting.
He dialed the number and gritted his teeth when he got her voicemail. He slammed the door of his car with a bang and walked into the house, slamming the door.
His phone rang just as he climbed the first step and he paused bringing it to his ears without checking the caller ID.
"Who is this?"
She was calling back. Sebastian cleared his throat and rested his hands on the staircase. "Mr Bancroft speaking."
"Oh. I just want to say thank you for today, I really appreciate it."
Sebastian rolled his eyes and took the phone off his ears. He placed it back and yelled at her to be quiet. "You said you'd do anything to help me in return for my help. I'll need that favor now."
Ava laughed on the other side of the line. "I told you you'll need my help." "I need a date to the annual Charity event hosted at the Flannigan hotel." He ignored her earlier comment wanting to get over the preparations so he could get back to the office. "Do you know where that is?" "No I don't." He pinched the bridge of his nose and pulled his phone away from his ear. He placed Ava on hold and dialed another number. The person picked up on the first ring. "Goodday, Mr Bancroft." "I need you to pick up someone. I'll send you the address and the lady's phone number." He didn't wait for the person's response and hung up. He took Ava's number off hold again. "I'll send a car for you at 7pm sharp, don't keep him waiting." The driver would pick Ava up and then come get him on the way. With that, he ended the call and took the rest of the stairs up to his room. ***The lobby of the Flannigan hotel was packed with people waiting to enter the well decorated hall that had been set asi
"Sebby, what's she talking about?" Natasha asked, flipping her hair. The tips hit Ava's face and she glared at her. "Tell her about me, Sebby." This woman was delusional, how could she say such a thing? All eyes settled on Sebastian for some kind of confirmation but he remained silent. Ava grinned at Natasha and inched closer towards her. "Well, that's all in the past now my darling. I'm his fiancée now." Natasha opened her mouth to say something but she noticed the women around them were already whispering under their breath. She didn't want to become the center of attraction especially if Ava would come out looking perfect. "We will continue this conversation later." "Bye now." Ava chirped, waving her hands with a smile irritating Natasha further. With one final glare shot at Ava, she walked away holding her head up high even though she was boiling and seething on the inside. "Natty! Wait for us." The women sccruied off after her and Ava shook her head. It was just like i
“Now smile for the camera my sweet,” The photographer ordered and Ava gave the best smile she could muster. Her cheeks hurt from smiling so much and frankly she was getting tired.When she had seen the ad for models needed by a food industry, she had been reluctant to accept it of course. But a part of her hoped that it would give her a boost into the world of modeling. But she hadn’t signed up for this! She glanced down at the bowl of cereal she was supposed to be eating from and her lips curled slightly in disgust. It looked a lot like some gray mashed concoction and it tasted just as bad as it looked. Even with the milk slobbering all over it.“Smile Ava!” The director yelled, suddenly jolting her out of her thoughts.“I’m sorry,” She muttered quickly, bowing her head in apology and gave a wide grin as if she was so damn happy to be holding a bowl of shitty food. Mahn, was this how her life would continue?Not if you accept his offer, her mind quipped.Ah yes.There was Sebastian Ba
“Connections,” Ava said simply, a serious look on her face. Her pretty blue eyes blinked surreptitiously at him, holding his leveled gaze.Connections? Sebastian wondered, inclining his head as he studied the profile of the woman before him. For a woman who looked so dainty despite her tall frame, she was quite bold. His eyes wandered down the rest of her body. At least the rest he could see as she sat across from him. She wore a pink cashmere sweater and a beige dress right underneath. He couldn’t see her lower half since she was sitting, but her torso was visible.And it was a very beautiful torso. “What do you mean?” He asked, clearing his throat awkwardly, forcing his eyes to look away from her heaving chest back into her clear ones. “I want to continue modeling.” She explained, the serious look on her face slowly replaced with excitement. Her eyes glazed dreamily and it seemed she stared at space when she continued speaking. “I want to make it big in modeling. It has been my dr
“Yo Kim!” A blonde guy yelled, running across the field to a girl sitting in the bleachers. Her caramel brown hair was tied into two buns on either side of her head, with little strands falling across her face. Her toffee brown eyes eyed the approaching guy warily, while her hands gripped the book in her hands tighter. “What’s up Ash?” She asked when he finally reached her. He panted heavily, doubling over as he wheezed. Kim chuckled. “For a guy who plays rugby, you sound pathetic. Quit pretending, fool.”Ash chuckled, straightening up. He towered over Kim’s short curvy stature, grinning widely. “You always get me,”“Oh please,” Kim rolled her eyes. “Don’t make this more than it seems. What do you want?”Ash’s gray eyes fell on the black book in her hands and shifted back to her face. “You?”The girl snorted and grabbed her bag off the bleachers, shoving the book into it just before Ash could reach for it. “You don’t fool me, you idiot! I know you want the book!” She yelled.“Come on
Chapter 8Ava's phone blared for the hundredth time that day. It had been ringing nonstop ever since the picture of her and Sebastian had dropped on the internet. The tabloids, papers, and news lines had all taken the bait, hook line, and sinker. And damn they worked fast. After they had shaken hands and signed the contract, Sebastian had a photographer on hand and a reporter. The rest was easy. Once the reporter got a record of them announcing their engagement publicly, and the photographer had taken a picture of them together, every media outlet in America had to have received it because then her phone couldn't stop screaming with calls. She winced as she climbed the stairs to her apartment, apprehension clawing at her belly. Kim had sounded pretty angry over the phone, calling her a traitor and demanding an explanation for it all.It was not surprising how agitated she was though. Kim had always been the restless one of the two sisters and the much more outspoken one as well. Un
"Hello,"Sebastian hadn't realized he had been holding his breath until he heard her voice. His chest relaxed and he took a deep breath before he could speak. Hilarious. He was acting like a green boy, one who was speaking to his crush in middle school and stuttering all over the place. "Are you home?" He asked, reclining on a couch in the living room.Damn, he couldn't remember asking anyone that question ever. He hadn't cared enough if they made it home or not. If Ava went missing just after he had announced their engagement to the world, that would be rather inconvenient. He had to make sure she was home safe and sound and ready to put his plan into action."Yes," she replied stoically. Ever since he had laid down his condition, it seemed an invisible barrier, one that hadn't been there before was erected between them. When he had told her not to fall in love with him, she had smiled brightly and told him it would not be a problem. And that had stung like hell!What did she mea
"Sweet Lord in heaven," she muttered as she stepped off the elevator.Sexy didn't seem to describe him properly. Her thighs quivered with each step she took toward him, her nipples strained to be seen, and her body ached to be touched. To be pressed up against his hard body. Her eyes took in every sinew and joint, the way his muscles rippled with the movements he made. Her mouth watered when her eyes drifted down to his backside. The sweatpants hung so low, it made her hungry to see how he looked beneath it all. Sebastian turned around when he was satisfied that the plating was perfect. He had heard the elevator ping open and had seen her step in through the corner of her eyes. And that was why he hadn't turned around immediately. He had been afraid he would say something as wimpy as 'You look like a goddess.' But she did look like one. Her sweet caramel hair fell around her shoulders in waves. He wanted to run his hand through it, feel the soft silkiness of it. And there were her