The Billionaire's Assistant

Chapter 22- New Jersey

He owned a freaking jet, just how rich was he exactly, it seems I forgot he was a billionaire.

" You own this?" I asked him and he nodded as we both climbed up the stairs.

We got onto the plane and I made myself comfortable at a distance away from Mr. Vincenzo but he called me back to come take the sit in front of him.

" Miss Westbrook don't sit so far, I need you to take down notes of something for me," He said and I grudgingly got up from where I was seated and came to sit in front of him.

" Much better," He said as he looked up at me with a smile.

The flight to New Jersey was tiring, several times I'd feel Mr. Vincenzo staring at me but when I turned to him he had his eyes somewhere else and it was like I was imagining everything.

When we got to New Jersey we went to a five-star hotel, he was given a special suite and I had to take one of the rooms. I couldn't help but think back to the question the manager asked when she saw us.

She thought I and Mr. Vincenzo were married and we were here for our honeymoon, I had to try telling her we were here for work, Mr. Vincenzo didn't even say a word to clear her confusion, it was like he didn't care.

" It was quite a tiring flight, I'll rest, see you tomorrow," He said before he walked to his room and I walked to the room assigned to me to get settled in.

I walked to the bathroom to take a shower first, after my shower I walked out of the bathroom and got dressed in pajamas then I crashed on the bed. I needed enough rest, I didn't know how stressful tomorrow would be.

***

" Good morning sir, I'm sure you had a good night's rest. So this is your schedule for today," I said and Mr. Vincenzo watched me as he was sitting with his legs crossed and a cup of coffee in his hand.

" You have a meeting with Mr. Andrew Jackson by 9:00 am, we've got to get going if we don't wanna be late," I said as I looked at my wristwatch.

" Then you have a meeting with Miss Liliana, the brand model," A model, interesting.

" Then…"

" Miss Westbrook, let's deal with the ones you just told me, you can remind me of the rest later," He said,

" Okay Sir, if that's what you want," I said as he got up and we both made our way to the door.

When we got to the door he opened the door and stood aside for me to step out, I looked at him before I walked out and said a 'thank you'

" Have you been to New Jersey before?" Mr. Vincenzo asked as we sat in the car heading to Mr. Jackson's company.

" Not really, I've not been to many places, just England and Italy, I didn't have the luxury to be traveling the world, and I didn't have someone to travel the world with but now I do," I said and I saw something flash in his eyes.

" Nice ring by the way," He said and my eyes looked at the ring Eddy gave me. The night he said he was taking me to dinner I didn't expect he already had everything planned out for a proper proposal. I smiled at the thought.

" Thanks,"

When we got to Mr. Jackson's company I was surprised to see that Mr. Vincenzo was being treated like he was the fucking president visiting them. Mr. Jackson was already waiting for him.

" Welcome my friend," Mr. Jackson said as they both started talking.

Mr. Vincenzo was led to the meeting room and I quietly followed behind them.

The meeting started and I brought out my tablet to start taking important notes.

I'm glad we were able to close a deal with them, as Mr. Jackson's company would be partnering with ours.

Mr. Jackson decided to celebrate over lunch, a lunch that was going to disrupt the schedule of the day, it wasn't on the schedule to eat lunch after signing the contract, the only lunch meeting he had was with the model, not Mr Jackson.

" Mr. Vincenzo I don't think you should be going to lunch with him, you've got other engagements," I whispered to him.

" Oh, Mr Jackson, I hate to say this but I wouldn't be able to go for lunch with you my friend," Mr. Vincenzo said looking apologetic.

" Oh how bad, I would have loved to do some catching up," Mr. Jackson said.

" I'm sorry my friend, although we can fix a date when I'm not so busy, maybe before I leave,"

" Speaking of which, I've got a party next week, I'll send you an invite, if you're still here you could turn up for it,"

" Perfect, I'll take my leave now,"

We left Mr. Jackson's company and headed to the restaurant where we'd be meeting the model.

She was already waiting for us, I couldn't help but notice the way her eyes lit up when she saw Mr. Vincenzo as she adjusted the top she was wearing to expose her cleavage.

" Hi, sorry I'm late," Mr. Vincenzo said as he sat down while I also took a seat, the moment they started talking I zoned out. I wasn't interested in whatever they were talking about, I already knew why we were here, we wanted her to be one of our models.

" It was nice meeting you, I'll review the contract and send it over,"

" Alright thank you," I heard Mr. Vincenzo say and I came back to reality.

" Let's go," Mr. Vincenzo said to me, I gladly stood up as I followed him outside the restaurant.

" What other activities do I have?"

" Mrs. Whitney wants you to attend the opera with her,"

" How the hell did that get in my schedule?" He asked as he turned to look at me and I just shrugged.

" Send her flowers as an apology, I need rest,"

" Okay, Sir,"

When we reached home, I got busy with work as I went through my emails and took care of other things that needed my attention. I was still engrossed in my work when I heard a sound coming from Mr. Vincenzo's room. I quickly got up because it sounded like he was in pain.

But as I pushed the room door open I instantly wished I hadn't because of the sight in front of me.