Addicted to the Billionaire

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Xavier's POV:

Five years later

I check my watch as I pace the house nervously. She's late from work; she's never late. I look at my phone again, contemplating whether or not I should call her, when the door opens, and the apartment is filled with her – her voice, her perfume, everything about her. I have to hold myself together to prevent myself from grinning like an idiot.

"Sorry that I'm late babe", she smiles as she places a peck on my lips. "Daniel and I were kept over time."

I bite my tongue slightly. I hate how Daniel looks at her, how he flirts with her. Still, I trust her. It's an odd thing to have, this feeling of trust, but I know that Candy would never betray me.

"You would probably have finished earlier if you were working at my company as my Personal Assistant. You'd be able to leave anytime you want.",

She groans. I have been trying to convince her to join my company for a year now – ever since she graduated from NYU and passed with flying colors. If she was there, I would give her any pay she desired, and of course, Daniel wouldn't be there which is an added bonus. However, she has always refused this offer.

"I told you, I don't want to work I a place where I get special treatment from my boss. How would I learn to fend for myself if you were constantly protesting me?"

I nod reluctantly. I know she is right, but I will always have that urge to protect her. I love her after all.

"So, where are we going tonight? You mentioned something about a date."

I run my hands through my hair. I had almost forgotten about that.

"Come on", I said smiling, and opening the door dramatically. "Let's get going."

"Don't I need to get changed first?"

I shake my head, and place a kiss on her forehead. "You look perfect."

She blushes, and smiles as we step out and walk into the new Rolls Royce which I bought for her as a graduation gift.

"So where are we off to?", she asks with a teasing smile. "another fast food place?"

I laugh. When we first moved to New York, we spent most of our time exploring the fast foods of the city and, gradually, I grew to enjoy burgers and milkshakes. However, that wasn't my plan for today.

"We're not doing fast food today. It's a surprise."

And with that, I continue driving. Eventually, we reach the place.

"Where are we?"

"It's still a surprise", I say, producing a blindfold. I look at her questioningly, and she nods shyly. Expertly, I blindfold her, then take her hand and lead her to the main attraction inside the park. I hold my breath as we arrive, savoring the beauty of the place. I hope she likes it – it took me forever to find it.

Then I remove the blindfold.

There is a moment of silence, and then she screams in pleasure.

"Omg, Xavier, it's beautiful."

And it is. Months of waiting and searching, but I finally found a field full of daffodils, her favorite flower, just like she told me that day in my office when she was interviewing me for a magazine. The yellow of the flowers contrasts beautifully with the gorgeous pink of the sky, and I am pleased that we got the timing perfectly.

And I am also pleased that she likes it.

I produce a picnic basket which I was holding. "I thought that we could have a little meal", I half ask, and she nods, her face still in a state of shocked wonder.