I hope none of you think I'm some creep lying to this woman who I claim to have fallen for. I can't explain it but since that first time I saw her, I couldn't get her face out of my mind.
I had to okay, give me a break.
If you knew what she looked like you'd understand. She's got beautiful brown skin, beautiful siren eyes and gorgeous curly & fluffy hair.
Turns out this Calvin guy is going bankrupt and he's looking for a way back to the top. I don't think him bumping into Bel was a coincidence. He must've been tailing us for a while.
She's literally the richest woman in the country. He knows that.
I want to make him disappear immediately, but I think I should allow Belinda to also learn a lesson or two on why we don't trust strangers just because they're nice.
After doing some digging I decided to get ready for tonight.
Belinda's POV
After seeing Jay get up to get ready I decided to do the same. I don't like being rushed and he hates waiting, so best get started now.
I took a shower and started alternating between options while having a glass of wine.
"Jackson!"
I need his opinion, even though he probably doesn't care.
He comes rushing in with his gun ready to shoot.
"Can you put your toys down please. Help me pick a dress?"
He puts his gun behind him and belly flops onto my bed ready for the crazy storm coming his way.
"Show me the options. I already know you have one picked mentally already but show me anyways."
He gets me!
"Okay so there's this silver one with a turtleneck vibe, the blue dress I tried last, this red sexy skimpy gorgeous one and the black lacey one."
Obviously I want him to say the red one.
"The red one. Can I go now?" He asked annoyed.
"Perfect, and yes you can."
How did he know I'd pick this one?
I then put the dress on, did my hair and makeup, and lastly I put on my heels and accessories.
"Belinda you need to hurry beca..."
Jackson stopped in his tracks at my door and froze completely.
He looked like he just saw ghost.
"Hello...?" I snapped my fingers and he snapped out of it.
He then cleared his throat, and finished his sentence while not taking his eyes off my dress.
It made me extremely nervous for some reason.
Does my look not give what it's supposed to give anymore or something?
He said I had 5 minutes left and that he's just going to go do his hair really quick.
I've actually never seen his hair before. He is always wearing caps to look mysterious and cool.
You'd swear he thought he ruled the world and we're just visitors.
Sometimes I feel he gives off more masterious CEO vibes than I do.
"Bel!" He shouted, and it was more of a warning type.
I ran out of my room and nearly tripped when I got to the last step after seeing him.
His hair is a beautiful black and he's got thick curls. They dropped to his shoulder length and I nearly forgot to pick up my jaw until he rushed over to me.
"Are you okay?" He asked carefully helping me up.
"Umm...yeah. I just umm..."
"What is it Bel? What's wrong?"
I'm looking into his eyes, and for the first time I see him differently. He's not in a suit or pyjamas. He's dressed smart casual and I've always noticed his rings but not the patterns on them up close.
What… is …happening?...
I always found him somewhat attractive, but something is different right now. I'm concerned.
Maybe it's just the wine I had earlier...it'll wear off. And seeing his hair for the first time... I didn't expect it to be this beautiful.
"Thanks. Yes I'm okay I just missed a step."
"I think someone had a little too much wine."
"Hey stop teasing."
He smirked and walked over to the counter to get his keys.
"Ready miss tipsy?"
"Jay don't piss me off" I shoved him to the side so I could grab my purse.
He then led me to the car and we made our way to the club.
I have a business meeting with the owners tonight to discuss them selling it to me.
Jackson's POV
I saw her walking down the stairs and she looked as sexy as ever. I loved how she carefully walked down, watching her step to make sure she didn't fall over.
As I was thinking this, she stumbled a bit but caught herself.
Wtf?
I helped her up, and she was barely able to form a sentence. I think she's…wine drunk.
When she looked up at me, her eyes softened in a way I'd never seen before.
Is the wine making her horny or something?
I mean hey, I don't mind being objectified by her but she could at least take me out on a date first or say please you know?
I felt so exposed…like an object.What happened to chivalry?
Damn.
She snapped out of it when I teased her, and soon we made our way to the club.
With how good she looks, I made sure to double check and see that all my guns were fully stocked. Haven't exercised my left hook in a minute so I won't be too mad if I have to fight people off her tonight.
Especially if that Calvin prick shows up and gets too handsy with my girl.
Secretly being in love with her and faking being her bodyguard isn't creepy or stalker-like right?
Is it?
Nah...
If this were a book the girly pops would be on some, "awww that's so romantic".
Women who like that type of stuff are actually psychopaths, but they just won't admit it.