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I don't think Wednesdays are my favorite day at work. I mean no one comes in on Wednesdays, not even Chris. Wednesdays are and I quote from Chris 'no one comes in the middle of the week, it's just the not busiest day, and it's not a Friday. So I'm not opening the gallery Wednesday it's just boring.' I fought back saying Wednesday is a good day to open, it's not, but he said you can work more it's not my problem.

He also said he would pay me the days I worked so I'm working. Rent is getting really really high lately and I'm not asking Nico for money, even though he has loads of it, it honestly makes me a bit scared sometimes because he ripped one of my bras and it was a really good bra but he said 'I'll buy you a million bras just like it, leave it.' Or he would rip one of his Armani shirts that has the same value as my pay check each week.

        I told him that he can't just waste money like if it's a piece of paper, which it is, but it's worth something. He doesn't have a limit. He just spends money and I think it's crazy because when he spends money it goes away but it looks like he never spent it because he just gets more money everyday.

      I'm still not asking.

      He sometimes comes by my house and brings me really good chocolate or he would just get me really expensive jewelry, that I don't need and I've told him but he fights back and says it's a gift and I can't return it because he knows I like it and that it's his money not mine.

        He's right, but I just feel like it's already a gift dating a billionaire and having really good sex with him. I feel like that's enough, but I will admit, those little things he does, do make me smile.

        I was sketching a vase using a contour line and i was challenging myself so I wasn't looking down at the paper, my eyes and hand had to sync. It's out of pure boredom.

        I probably did the drawing multiple times, using different methods over, and over, and over again. That was until the little bell rang when someone opened the door. I didn't look up because people usually just walk around first, looking at each painting.

         "It's so dead here" I look up seeing Nico standing in a black suit pure black. He's so goddamn attractive.

        "Hey babe, what ya doin' here?" I leaned over the desk kissing his lips softly.

       "Well, i hired someone taking over Mark's spot and she's actually doing the work. I said I was taking the rest of the day off and that if they needed anything to just call me. I went to the gym for a good 3 hours to kill time and I went home to change and pick you up from work."

           "You know, I'm working" he looked down at the different drawings of the vase, I knew he was going to say something. "Don't say it"

            "Kendall I've seen your work schedule, you don't work Wednesdays, you choose to, but you don't. Come on, I'm taking you shopping. You need a dress for Friday and a dress for Saturday in 5 weeks" I sighed to myself shaking my head.

          "I don't want you to have to take me out shopping. I'll just find some dress at a thrift store or something" I sat down on the chair and stared at him. His eye brows knit together in annoyance and confusion.

           "I'm not doing this because I have to, I'm doing this because I want to. Now, close up." I rolled my eyes feeling as if taking me shopping was a chore to him, no guy wants to sit around for hours at the mall. "What did you just do?"

         Nico walked over to me, each step slow, he pressed his hand on the chair pushing it back, which reclined the chair, which made me move back. He towered over me and got close to me, really, close. Eye to eye. This was oddly turning me on.