The Billionaire's Trap

Chapter 3

Sophia Pov

"I am really going to enjoy doing business with you Ms Anderson" He said with a dark glimmer in his eyes with a hidden promise he excused himself saying he needed to be somewhere.

What just happened? Why does it feel that I just made a deal with the devil!

I kept thinking to myself as I watch his retrieving back

Suddenly my eyes were on the beautiful dinner that lay on table, he had barely touched his food or the damn wine! God knows how expensive the wine was and did he really have to get the whole bottle!

Ugh! Of course he wasn't paying for it, which reminded me that I should probably enjoy the dinner for I am sure after paying the bill I won't have any appetite for the coming days.

After enjoying my dinner and blocking out everything from my head I had two glasses of the wine and I just really wanted to tell them give me the bottle since I was going to pay for it, Right?

"What do you mean I don't have to pay?" I asked unsure of what they were saying for I am sure when you eat at a restaurant you Have to pay, it's just how things work being a bit tipsy won't change it.

"Your guest paid for the meal ma'am" the hostess said sweetly as she gave me my coat.

"Oh!..." was my shocked answer as I put on my coat and went out taking a cab to my apartment.

Did he really just pay for that expensive dinner?

Yes he did.

But Why?

This is all just too confusing for my almost drunk brain.

I lay in my bed not even bothering to take my dress off. I kept going back to the way he had walked, talked, and carried himself. It all seemed..., I don't know, he looked so out of place with me! And he surely didn't look like someone who was in need of money. I mean common I sure don't know about designer clothes or anything but now that I come to think of it his whole attire from his shoes to his damn cufflinks were screaming dollar signs! But maybe that's the perks of being so smoking hot, rich women would just buy him things. Yes that's it he was living off his God given extreme good looks.

Remembering the way he had squinted his silvery eyes as if finding it difficult to believe what I was saying, or the way his shoulders were barely confined in his suit clearly saying that major muscles were hidden away or how about he kept holding in his amusement which sometimes slipped in his eyes.

Something was so not right and I have no idea what it was but soon I'll figure it out with that I passed out.

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I woke up to the sound of my ringing phone but by the time I reached for it it had stopped ringing making me flip back to the bed but before I drifted back to sleep I heard the tone of a text message.

After a few hours I woke up feeling a lot better.

I took a long shower and thoroughly cleaned myself especially my face since I had slept in my makeup. I decided to just throw on a pair of old jeans and a very old t-shirt which had many holes to prove how old it was it had become almost see through after being washed repeatedly over the years, but I had to work and pottery is kind of work that is going to make a mess whether you like it or not, it just comes with the territory.

Going to my small workshop I placed the old newspapers on the floor and started to work on my current piece.

I must have been working for 3 hours when I heard the phone ring again and since I couldn't answer with all the clay in my hands soon heart another text.

Ugh!

I stood taking a discarded cleaning cloth on the floor to clean my hands by now I had clay on many parts of my body and face.

I saw the missed calls

2 miss calls Parker

Okay so now what?

2 texts from him as well. I opened the first to see what he wanted or needed.

Hey, sophia plz don't b so mad I know I didn't show up yesterday but I got hung up in a very important stuff. See you soon,huh? And I promise to make it up to u. smiley face!

The ground was literally removed from beneath me as I fell to the floor, I shakily opened the next text.

Common I said I was sorry and u know wht ill just agree 2 the 1700$ and meet u at MacDonald's, wht u say ok, so meet me 2day at say8?smiley face

I couldn't bring my heart to stop beating, w-who in the love of Jesus was the man that I had dinner with? And signed a damn f*cking contract with?

By now I was hyperventilating, OMG! What did I do? Who was he? What did he want from me? But then I started to remember the subtle things that at the moment I had simply discarded as of no importance. First of all how well spoken he was while Parker was always crude in his way of talking and writing, you could easily tell by the bad grammar of his texts!

Or like how about the confusion drawn on his face when he first saw me, not because he found me repulsive or unattractive but simply because he didn't know of my existence! Or how he kept trying to get in a word but I kept on shutting him up or how I just literally begged him to agree! My God I poured my heart out to a complete stranger and to make matters worse I signed a contract don't know what it even stated, Hell all I know I might as well have sold my soul to the devil without even knowing it!

What did I get myself into?

Soon I felt having an asthma attack for I couldn't breathe I clutched my chest trying to calm my breaths while I ran to my bedroom and brought my inhaler to my mouth and took deep calming breaths of my medicine trying to calm down my overly shaky nerves.

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