Meeting Matthew Black

Chapter 5 - Agreement

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Two weeks. 14 days. 336 Hours. 20160 Minutes. 1209600 Seconds. I have to be with the most ignorant, mysterious person in the world, also known as Matthew Black.

I was too shocked to understand what was required of me. Just because I am under a contract, I am obligated to do photo-shoots that I'm not comfortable with? On top of that they can command me to do anything, like I am a slave or a little pet for their company? This is ridicules. I am quitting.

"You can't, you will not get another job in any other company if they find out that you quit because you didn't want to do something that you were suppose to. Especially for your benefit and the company's." he responded

"I am guessing I said that out loud, and that is extremely embarrassing" I answered while looking down on my phone, which is what I do during awkward situations.

"We will talk about everything once we are inside my house"

As I looked up, I realized we were approaching a door on the left. Right beside it was a small black pad.

"What is that for?" I asked curiously

"Watch and learn, sweetheart." He smirked

"Stop calling me that!"

He put his thumb over the black pad, and the door unlocked.

"Is that, a finger scan that opens your door?" amused I was about the laugh because that isn't possible, is it?

"Yes, that is what happens with you become rich and famous, babe"

"Enough with the nicknames, its not impressing." I am not sure if my comment was towards the nicknames or his little electronic toys. All I know is, that is the coolest thing I ever saw. I come from a small place, which no one knows the name of really. My past isn't worth revisiting.

Stepping inside, I stopped. He had crème coloured walls, and light brown wooden floors. There were expensive paintings on the wall and furniture that cost more than my whole apartment. I was scared to breath much less step too much.

"You can come sit, it's okay. I don't bite. " He joked.

"Yeah .. I am ... getting there" I replied.

I reach the small bar stools that he had against his granite countertop, in his kitchen. He started pouring us red wine and then sat in the stool beside me.

"Have a drink, I think you need some"

"Thank you."

"Look, you can't quit. It won't be beneficial for you, the company and quite frankly for me." He told me straight up.

"Wait, why not you? You are loaded up your ass with money."

"I am, but money is always needed no matter how much you have and always runs out."

"True, but you can have a photo shoot with anyone else, why does it matter if it's me?" I asked suspiciously

"Because my manager is paying me double the amount of money he would originally if our fairytale is bought by others. I will offer you a 50% cut of the extra money I am given if you follow through with your managers request." He answered honestly, or I hope so at least.

"So you are just a gold-digger, but male version?"

"No, I am making a living."

I sat back a little and just took a breath in. Is the money worth it? I looked at him and saw the way he was looking at me, he made me want to look back. He looked so good that I could just eat him and want more.

"Stop looking at me like you are about to jump my bones." He told me with a straight face. What crawled up his ass?

At the embarrassment of being caught, I questioned, " How much is half?"

"125 thousand dollars, much more than a sexy lady can handle." He replied

"I'll be the judge of what I can handle."

"Sassiness will never get you far in this business." He advised

"I never asked for your opinion." I replied.

"Do you need another glass of wine? Maybe that will bring your mood up higher." He said

I looked at my glass and noticed there is a little bit left. I finished the glass and put it beside him. A sign saying, yes I want more.

"Thank you."

We sat in silence for what seemed like a long time. It was a comfortable silence though. Even though I just meet him, a few days ago. We were comfortable with each other. The chemistry was beyond the charts and assuming it's extremely noticeable, if my manager thought we were fucking. Sadly, we are not and staying away from him isn't an option. As he mentioned everyone needs money, there is never a perfect amount of money.

"Deal." I said

"Perfect." He smiled a genuine smile " My driver will take you home."

"You have a driver? But I saw you driving your car?" I asked

"What can I say? Boys do love their toys, but men enjoy them."

"Oh shut up, good night." I said as he walked me to his door.

"Good night, I'll be seeing you Saturday for brunch, At 1 o'clock. I will pick you up." He informed me " It will be our first date out in the public. Wear something flirty for me sweetheart."

"Yes dad." I answered while shutting the door in front of his face and head downstairs. I can't wait to get on my bed and sleep.