Rude Jerk

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David walks into the store to fetch some ice cream. He usually doesn't eat ice cream, but since Janet and he got together, he always stored some of it in his refridgerator. He now has run out of it, since the last time they were at his house for movie night, she had eaten it all up.

They had enjoyed so much watching Marvel Studios' Captain America and The Winter Soldier. He hated how his girlfriend was drooling over Sebastian Stan's Bucky Barnes' character. She had also revealed the major crush she has on Sebastian Stan. He smiled remembering how triggered and jealous he got when she had said,

"Sebastian Stan is altogether a different level of attractive, David. He's hot, sexy, charismatic, has beautiful smile, gorgeous eyes. Let's not forget his hair. His hair, ohmigawd! Oh, he's perfect! My ideal man!"

David knew she was saying that to spite him, and damn he did get jealous. And he ended up punishing her with a very rough night which they both had enjoyed.

David fetches two boxes of ice cream and is about to turn about when he hears a familiar voice.

"Yeah. I didn't know Miss was flying to Turkey tonight. Yeah, I'll join you guys for the night stay tonight and tomorrow, for the outing. I mean, the boss is leaving for business, and I'll get a few days of lazy work."

It was Jen's voice. Janet's PA.

David continues to eavesdrop.

"I know, I told you that I won't be available, but Miss. Claremont has suddenly decided to attend the event."

David feels her approaching. He pushes his face into the refrigerator, hoping Jen wouldn't notice him.

"It's a Turkish wedding. You must have heard of the Industrialist Ahmet Kaya. Yeah, he is getting married. She'll leave at 7. I'll be at your place at 8:30 max..." Jen walks out of the aisle.

This piece of information leaves David thinking.

'but she didn't cancel our plan. Wait. Is she. Is she planning to stand up on me?!'

Thoughts like these cloud his mind. He pays for the ice cream and drives back to Richards' Industries.

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David's POV

"She definitely is planning to repay what you did to her." Damian says as he takes another spoonful of the choco-chip coffee ice cream I had got for Janet.

"But why would she do that? I mean, it's so childish." I try to reason.

"She's hurt, brother. She's very hurt. Are you not getting it? She's not in her senses." Damian replies.

"Okay. Then what.." I was about to ask for help when someone barges into the office.

"Oops. I'm so sorry Mr. Richards. It's lunch hour and Damian usually doesn't let anyone in at the time. I'm really sorry." The girl apologizes.

"It's okay, Robyn. It's fine. Actually, you should join us. And help me." I say sighing heavily.

'why did she barge in without knocking? Talk about manners.'

Damian explains it all to Robyn, who listens to it all in with wide eyes.

"So. What do you suggest I should do?" I asked her once she got all her doubts cleared about the situation.

Robyn let out a soft laugh.

"This is really stupid." She said, earning a glare from me.

"She asked you to cook her dinner. So. Cook. Her. Dinner." The young girl says with proper punctuations.

"If she's in New York, cook her some lobster rolls. If she's in Turkey cook her some Köfte. It really is that simple. The girl just asked for dinner." Robyn says and flashes a smirk.

"You're too smart, Rob." I say and plant a kiss on her forehead affectionately. She smiles back.

"I like her, Damian." I say to my brother and walk out of his office.

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Janet lands in Istanbul at around 5:10 in the morning. As promised, Ahmet Kaya has sent a car to fetch her.

Janet dozes off in the car, and is woken up after a drive of 2 hours by the driver.

"efendim, aabla. ulaştık." the driver Ismail says waking Janet up.
(Excuse me, sister. We have reached.)

"Huh? Oh. Teşekkürler, Ismail Abi." Janet thanks the driver and makes her way towards the resort.
(Thank you, brother Ismail.)

As she walks closer to the entrance, the name of the resort slaps itself on her face.

"Richards'"

"Richards'"

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"Wow. This is absolutely awesome. Fucking great!" Janet mutters as she makes her way towards the reception.

"Hoşgeldiniz, Bayan. Adınız nedir?" The receptionist asks.
(Welcome, Miss. May I know your name?)

Janet bangs her handbag at the reception and snaps at the girl, "What! Now he'll not hesitate to join me here and get what he wants. He always gets what he wants. Stupid gorgeous man."

The receptionist in reply looks at her as she has grown three heads.

"Eh. chok pardon. hoşbulduk. bir düğün için buradayım. Ben Ahmet Kaya'in misafiriyim. Janet Claremont."
(I am very sorry. Thank you for your welcome. I'm here for a wedding. I'm Ahmet Kaya's guest. Janet Claremont."

The receptionist smiles at Janet and gives her the card to her suite.

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Location- Janet's suite

"I can't believe I just landed into his lap just like that. How could I forget that man has business establishments everywhere." She mutters to herself as she changes into her pjs.

"I mean, he is filthy rich and rude. Yeah. That's what he is. Rude jerk!" She mutters and gets into bed. It's early in the morning, and she needs sleep.

Janet continues to toss in bed, but sleep is miles away from here. She calls the reception and asks for some sleeping pills. They try to create a fuss, but she has a prescription. Once the pills arrive, she consumes two and dozes off.

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