My Sexy Ceo Billionaire Playboy

Chapter 3

Rachel's POV

I can't believe that guy made me blush. The nerve of that guy. I scoffed. I angrily slammed the door of our apartment. That stupid, arrogant man.

Thinking about him made me angry. I put my purse on the couch and stormed into the kitchen. Steven was shirtless and making a sandwich.

"Ewww, put on a shirt you dork."

He smirked. "As you wish"

"Steven, don't annoy me right now. I'm not in the mood." Steven sighs and hugs me.

"What's wrong Rach?"

 I start blushing.

"I'll tell you...once you put on a shirt." I cover my eyes.

"Okay, okay". Steven smiles and puts on a v neck white t-shirt. "Can you tell me now, my princess"

"Gross Steven. Don't call me that name. I'm no ones princess."

He sees the anger in my eyes and his tone becomes serious. "I was only trying to make you laugh. What's wrong?"

I mutter, "I went to see him today."

"The Armani jerk?"

"Yeah...him. The nerve of that guy. Can you believe that he asked me to work at his company." I rolled my eyes. My heart was beating rapidly again.

Steven embraces me. His grip is strong. "Don't go see him again Rach. I could have gone instead of you." He sounds extremely serious when he says that to me. "He could be a stalker for a we know."

I start giggling. "I don't think he's the type to stalk girls around. If you ask me, he looks more like a playboy. A billionaire playboy."

That damn sexy playboy. I'm angry at him...and yet, I want to continue seeing him. Don't be stupid. He would never notice a girl like me. I'm a nobody...I'm just a nanny and not that pretty...

Steven lets go of me and looks me in the eyes. "I got to study for a bit, I have lots of homework for my psychology class." He starts to leave the kitchen with his sandwich in his hands. He turns around suddenly and says, "There's this new club that has opened in downtown. Want to check it out? I heard your favorite band is going to play there."

I say enthusiastically, "Yes! I need a night out!"

My older brother always knows what to say to make me feel happy. I should stop thinking about that arrogant sexy man. The night is still young!

I take a shower while Steven is studying. I start looking in my closet and pick out a strapless pink dress. I curl my hair and carefully put on makeup. I always have a hard time putting on eyeliner.
I try drawing cat eyes, but it always looks messed up...ugh.

If my best friend Hunter were here, he'd know what to do. He's great at doing my makeup and picking my clothes.

An hour later, Steven is dressed in a plaid shirt and skinny jeans. His hair is tousled and he smirks when he sees what I am wearing.

"Aren't you a little overdressed for tonight?" He winks.

"Oh shut up! It's a club. I might meet a cute guy there!" I smile.

He rolls his eyes, "let's go already."