Love Assistant / Venable Fanfiction

Chapter 13 - Jess's Mess

*Y/N's POV*

*phone rings*

"Hello?" Jess' voice sounds through the speaker of my phone.

"Hey you..." I answer.

"Y/n?" She asks, recognizing me.

"That's me" I say, surprised that she would know it was me, only based on my voice.

"Let me guess, you're over her and want to hook up?" I can hear her smirk on the other end of the line.

"Actually Jess, I was gonna ask if you could get us a reservation last minute?..." I say in a hopeful tone. The restaurant where Jess works is the fanciest I know and I would love to take Wilhemina there.

"Oh!" she pauses, "Yeah... sure."

"Could you maybe get us a more private table and light some candles? Put an extra effort into making things... romantic?" I try to describe my vision of the circumstances.

"Please return the phone to y/n..." she makes fun of me.

''Jess, I'm serious... tonight could be the most important night of my life... " I try to make my point.

"Oh, do you have a ring you want us to put inside dessert?" She continues to joke around.

"You know what, forget it... this was a bad idea..." I say, trying to hide my disappointment.

"Oh c'mon... when did you start losing your sense of humor? Leave it with me... I'll melt your little bitch's heart for you so she'll open up her legs..." she says more seriously, but still sarcastic.

"Jess..." I warn her with my tone of voice about the way she's speaking of my date.

"I know, I know... it's not like that..." she says, not stopping the sarcastic act.

"I'm trusting you... don't let me down..." I say before hanging up, and as soon as I turn off my phone, I start choosing the attire of the night.

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"Wow... " I mumble as soon as Wilhemina opens the door. My eyes roam around her figure, shamelessly examining her head to toe. She has the most dashing royal-purple dress and her hair is double braided on both sides of the back of her head, she looks indeed, like a real princess. For a couple of seconds my jaw drops, as I try to put into words all the thoughts that ran through my head. Or at least the pure ones in the midst of all.

"I'm glad I decided to not even try to go for a dress attire... There's no way in hell I could have risen to the level of your look,'' I say.

She raises an eyebrow, examining my choice of clothes. My outfit consists of a two piece tight black blazer suit, which covered only the lace purple underwear I was carrying.

Venable approaches me and her index slightly pushes away the cleavage of my blazer, she gasps at the color of my bralette.

"The panties are matching," I whisper in her ear when her eyes meet mine again.

"Already teasing me? Well, I won't do you the favor of telling you what's under my dress... You'll have to find out another way" she says with a confident smirk.

"It's not like I haven't been picturing it ever since we first met, but you look..."

I'm lost for words...

"Thank you, I could say the same..." she says gesturing to get into the car.

As I open the door for her I lowly say, "I love the hair," referring to her braids. I have never seen her hair like that before. She sits down on the back seat smiling.