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The Billionaire's Proposal (Hessa) - part 2

The next day...

Yesterday, when I was done with my portfolio, I called Mr. Scott's assistant and she gave me the address where I have to meet with him and the time I should be there. I decided to wear a white t-shirt, a skirt with leopard print and my black stiletto. I let my hair straight and I did a slight make-up. I take my bag and I stick my portfolio there and I'm ready to go.

"Trevor, I'm ready to go!"

"What?"

"I'm ready to leave. I will call you as soon as I'm done."

"Yeah, whatever."

I don't pay attention to him and I leave. When I arrive in the front of the building, a black car is there and a man is standing next to the door.

"Miss Young?"

"Yes, that's me."

"I'm Max, Mr. Scott's driver and I'm here to take you to the meeting." He opens the back door for me and I get in.

"Thank you."

He closes the door after me, then he gets in the care and he drives to Mr. Scott. After 45 minutes, we arrive in the front of a big gate which starts to open. Max drives down to the alley until we arrive in the front of big mansion. Holy shit... I just stare at this building, until I'm interrupted by Max.

"Miss, we're here."

"Oh, yeah. Thanks." I take my bag and I get out of the car.

"Mr. Scott will be here in any moment."

"Good afternoon, miss Young." A few second later I hear his strong voice and my inner thought make a jump inside me. I turn around and I see him. He is not dressed in a suit anymore, but he wears some grey trousers and a white and tight t-shirt. He's still hot.

"Good afternoon."

"Thank you, Max. I take it from here. Shall we go inside?"

"Yeah, sure." He landed his hand on my waist just enough for me to feel his touch, then he led me toward the door. He opens the door and I'm amazed by the design of his house. This house it's amazing. In every place sits a piece of art. Paintings, statues and other stuff. As I admire the house, I can spot him having a small smile on his face.

"This is your place?"

"Yes. Let's go in my favorite room from all this house." I follow him and we enter in a big room where are a lot of paintings and a lot of books, collection books.

"Wow..." I turn around and then I see my work on his wall.

"I stared at your work for hours, Tessa. Your work is amazing and you are a very talented girl."

"Thank you..." I give him a shy smile.

"Come with me."

I follow him until we arrive at the first level, he opens the door and he invites me in. We're in a room full of rare paintings. Oh, God. This room is amazing!

"Do you like it?"

"Of course! These paintings are so rare, I've only seen them on internet."

"I bought them from auctions. And I would prefer to not tell anyone what I have here."

"My lips are sealed, Hardin." I smile.

"I will be downstairs. I will send someone after you in a short time. Enjoy this!"

He leaves and I enjoy all these paintings. I have no idea when time passed, but an old and pretty woman comes in.

"Miss Young? Mister Scott is waiting for you." She takes me outside, where Hardin prepare a table with food. This lady leaves and I see Hardin sitting on a chair.

"You made this for me?"

"Yes. We can talk while we eat." He helps me to sit on the chair. "Prosecco?"

"Just if you drink too."

"I will." She pours some Prosecco in two glasses.

"So... About your offer? Now can you tell me what is this about?"

"I want you to make my portrait. You are very talented and I'm sure I can trust you in making this."

"Oh, wow. This is amazing, Hardin..." We are interrupted by my phone. "I'm sorry, I will just turn off.

"No, no. Answer. Maybe it's something important."

"Thank you." I walk away from him and I answer. It's Trevor.

Phone call

"Hi! Where are you?"

"I'm still at my meeting, why? What happened?"

"You are still there?"

"Yes, Trevor."

"Come home, I want to talk with you."

"Is there something wrong?"

"Just come home."

"Ok, fine." I end the call and I go back to Hardin.

"Everything is fine?"

"Yes, but I'm really sorry, I have to leave. I have some problems at home. But what if you will come tomorrow at the gallery with some pictures as a reference for the painting."

"Yeah, sure."

"I'm so sorry because I have to leave."

"There is no problem. My driver will take you home." We walk to the front of the house, where is his driver.

"Thank you, Hardin."

"I should thank you."

"See you tomorrow."

I get in the car and Hardin's driver takes me home. As we arrive in the front of my building, I thank him and I leave. I quickly run upstairs where I find Trevor laying on the couch, with a few cans of beer next to it. Oh... He drank. Again.

"Trevor..."

"Hello love..." He smirks.

"You are drunk."

"No." He gets up and he comes closer to me.

"You stink, Trevor. What do you want to talk?"

"Nothing. I just missed you."

"Well, that's great." I'm so angry at him right now!

"You can fuck off. You are going to sleep on the couch tonight. Have a good night!" I pass him and I go in our bedroom, locking the door after me.

The next day...

I wake up early, to do my routine and eat my breakfast, then I go to work. Trevor was still sleeping on the couch when I left, but I don't care. I arrive at the gallery and I see that Kim is already there.

"Good morning!"

"Hi!" I let my bag on the chair. "Scott was here? I told him to come here to bring some pictures with him, so I can make his portrait."

"No, he didn't come. Portrait? This is his offer?"

"Yep." We hear the door and we turn to it. Hardin is here.

Hardin: "Good morning, ladies."

Tessa: "Hi! Do you have the pictures?"

Hardin: "Actually, no. I want to pose for you, at my house. And I want to start today."

Tessa: "Uhm... But I never did this... I don't think I can do this."

Hardin: "Tessa, I see you have potential and I'm sure you will do great!"

Kim: "I agree with Hardin. You are very talented and I know you can do it."

Tessa: "Ok, fine."

Hardin: "Then we should go."

Tessa: "Let me take my stuff and we can go."

Hardin: "Good"