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After I perusaded Jack to put me down so I could grab my keys and log off, he finally obliged..
Of course, he said that I was heavy in the first place and never even WANTED to hold my ass like that.
I snorted and told him I was Barack Obama.
Or Donal Trump.
Or Hilary Clinton.
Whatever you're into these days...
After quickly finishing up, tidying up, and just making sure everything thing was set in place, Jack AGAIN, carried me out of my room, like as if we weren't going to lunch.
Well fine! I admit I was a bit too OCD in dusting up the record collection..
But that's me and this prick just effortlessly picking me up like I weighed nothing was pretty darn annoying.
He finally put me back down in the elevator, saying he took that back...
I had a nice ass.
I rolled my eyes
"The sky is blue and the grass is green my man... Tell me something I don't know..."
He just chuckled and pushed his hair out of his eyes...
His suit was Balmain on this fine day...
His shades were Armani...
And his shoes were Ralp Lauren...
Classy...
He was just showing off to the papers I bet but I was still curious...
Sure everyone one of us wore clothes like this but not all of us were this stuck up!
"So, had any important meetings today?"
"Sweety, it's a freakin Appliance company... We make the shit you make your breakfast with... Of COURSE I had an important meeting! Almost couldn't make it buut.."
He leaned into my neck and just spoke from there, probably inhaling my Loius De Louvrê parfumé..
"Anything for my girl.."
For some reason this was making me feel hot..
"Uhh.. Out-Our floor.."
I awkwardly coughed before walking to the parking lot..
He was still smirking when we reached my Ferrari..
"Well babe, I think you have competition..."
He swivelled around and came back a second later, with a fucking Bugatti Verone..
I was still in a cheery mood when he rolled upto me in that red colour car..
"Wanna a ride?"
"Sure, but let me bring my OWN Bugatti, just to make this fair..."
Before turning around, I slightly leaned in, making a scowl appear on his face...
Guessed he hadn't expected that...
"Also, it's diamond encrusted... Hope you don't get..-
I leaned in, probably flashing my rack, who knew? Because suddenly his eyes were not fixed on mine..
"Undettered..." I rolled the word in my mouth pretty seductively and straightened up, wacking him out of his ogling..
"Anyway, for now, I'm coming in this babe.. Where're we headed?"
"Four se- excuse me- seasons."
"Alright meet you there.."
I winked before seeing a gulping Jack disappear behind my door...
Because, two can play at that game...
++++++++++++++++++++++++++
30 mins later
"So what would you like to order? Ma'am?"
"Uhmm.. The tender loins.."
"Alright and what about you sir?"
The waitress looked much less bored when she spoke to him..
I internally scowled..
I could classily seduct... This lady was acting like a slut!
"A piece of you, thanks.."
He lowered his voice making the lady blush and then wink..
"I wish I could say coming right up... Huhhh.huhhuh.."
Her laugh tho..
Almost made me laugh as well..
It sounded like Janice from Friends..
Although Jack was sucking it up..
I just rolled my eyes and snapped my hands in front of her bedazzled eyes, making her snap her attention back to me with daggers shooting everywhere..
She was so rude number one
And number two, she didn't realize who she was talking..
Or
Number three, she just didn't give a fuck..
"And what do YOU want?"
"You already took my order, broad.. I want you to take his order and back off before I call management.. And by the way, do you even read.. That's right probably illiterate.. Because we are on the newspapers sweety.. And we're America's power couple.."
She first gaped at me, then smirked with her eyes narrowed..
"Mustn't be too powerful becaue your ahem, 'man' here is actually flirting back!"
I just growled..
But Jack intervened, shooting a wary look at me..
"I'll also have tender loins with a sauted chicken and some blueberry Brûlée... Cheers!"
He flashed her his pearly whites which immidiately made her change her attention to him...
"Sure! Be right up! And don't be afraid to... Ask for anything else...or more..."
She drawled before shaking her bony ass all the way away..
I just sat there quietly, staring at my plate..
"Aww somone got jealous there and SOMEONE is mad now..."
"Listen, you wanna take this contract seriously? Take it seriously... Because the bullshit I just watched unfold will not add up to our profile..."
"Aw, don't use the contract as an excuse for your attract-"
"- Say it, and I walk out! To hell with your 'exposure'.. I've put EVERYTHING on the line for this, even my brother's peace of mind... Say it.. I dare you.."
I just realized at his befuddled and flabbergasted look that I had been screaming.. I rarely lost control like this...
I decided enough was enough and was just about to pack up when Jack held me back, grabbing my arm..
"I'm- I apologize.. That.. That was a bit far over the line... I'm sorry.. Please, sit down.. Everyone's watching and we don't want us to end before we started..."
He stated quietly, before slowly bringing me down to the chair...
I huffed before sitting down and looking at gorgeous skyline outside the humongous window.
We had after come to THE cuisine/culinary extravaganza place..
For lunch...
While people came here on extremely special occasions or for important meetings..
We came here casually.
Not many people were around noe that I noticed, so not too much paparazzi..
Thank god, because I would've gotten trampled alive if not for Jack's hand which was forcefully dragging me through the crowd...
Well, we still smiled and waved.
Although many reporters asked if this was setup.. And we both answered 'No, this had been on for a long time, just undercover'.. And just to fully ram it home we both chuckled and pretend-naturally said 'Wow, guess we did a good job at hiding it'.. Like we hadn't practiced it over the phone all through last week...

But then, here come the bony assed bitches to ruin everything...
It was nothing personal, it was just that, I wasn't going to give up my peace of mind over some petty matters, although Jack had told me our lives will be normal outside the paparazzi's prowling eyes...
He was still doing all the fucking, just privately, that's all...
But outside, he still needed to stop doing that...
"Here you go!"
The waitress came back, leaned so into Jack I bet half his head was already inside her bra.. And gently placed the plate..
Well, I can't say the same for me...On the 'gently placing plate' thing...
"And here YOU go!"
The waitress almost flung the plate at me, some stray gravy catching my shirt..
I got up to slap her, bending her arm painfully towards me, which emitted a small squeak from her...
"Sweetheart, you ARE a broad, I was being patient in the beginning, so don't get carried away... Secondly, after everything said and done, THAT'S MY man, and if you're going to be spraying food over my expensive clothes, I'll have you fired like..-
I clicked my fingers
-this... Savvy? So, go ahead and bring your manager, Kevin. Yes, I also know the director of Four seasons...
Do you know who I am? Do you recognize ME? Sweety, I'm Laura fucking Marksen and he's Jackson Harrison... You better watch your step.. Alright BITCH?"
I yelled at her face, making her face go even more elongated..
She was actually closer than me to slapping me...
"So, apologize before I fire your sorry ass.." I threateningly ended...
She looked over desperately at Jack, who just smirked at her..
"Ahhhhhh!!!"
She yelled, which brought some MORE customer's attention on us, and this time, some even snapped pictures..
This was going to go VIRAL.
"Say it!"
"Sweety, just say it.." Jack piped up, his eyes roaming all over MY body...
"I'm-I'm so-sorry.. Okay, okay? I apolog-apologize Mi-Miss Marsen..."
She was blubbering now, it almost made me feel like a bitch...
"Good..and it's Marksen."
I untwisted her arm, which sent her scurrying away...
Soon afterwards, when I was well into my chicken, the manager came storming out and stopped DEAD in his tracks when he caught us..
Then he came scurrying over like a mouse and stood next to me..
Kev was about 45, well built man and sported a stubble..
I think he was on his weekly visits because I had rarely seen him...
"Ahh! Miss. Laura! How are you?"
"I'm fine thank you.."
"So, was there a problem?"
"Yes indeed, your waitress in the name of- Oh! There. She. Comes.."
I saw the waitress, now uncrinkling her shirt and proudly trying to stop sniffing as she halted next to our table, glaring at me with her fists clenched...
"It's her Mr. Kevin! Thank Go-"
I smirked, I wanted to watch this...
"You-(splutter gasp) MADE Miss, Laura 'assault' you?! Kudos to you because what's her gain to hit a waitress? Not much! Also like she would want to touch a sexual standing harrassment like you! Dear girl... Enough said, pack your things.. I will glimpse at the security camera, but I will not be changing my mind.. Pack up, and off you go! You are FIRED for dishonouring the Four Seasons suite!"
He yelled at her..
She just stood there, like she was about to faint from a heart attack..
She was still standing when Kevin apologized..
"I apologize Miss. Laura.. This is actually her first day at work and..and she comes from some godforsaken city where they don't know you.. She's from Texas.. So.. I please beg your pardon!"
"Oh no, it's okay, it's just that, she was sexually harrassing me!"
Jack pipes up, making me swallow a gasp and making the girl almost lunge for him..
I quickly reacted and held her back while Kevin yelled for security...
"You're are being escorted out Miss. Moore!"
"I HATE YOU, I HATE ALL OF YOU.. I WILL GET YOU BACK I SWEAR I WILL SEE IF I DON-"
But by then the security had come in and dragged a screeching and screaming 'Moore' out...
Kevin looked so embarrassed, the guests were actually giggling...
"No worries Kev, just make sure all the others are okay with this.."
And then I leaned in..
"And delete the tape, you don't want that getting into the wrong hands..".
"Nope nope! Anyway, I am again, deeply regretful of this matter and I hope you enjoy your meal.. Which is on the house!"
"Oh nonsense! We insi-"
"And so do I! Please, I wish to see you again!"
And on that cheerful note, he walked off, bowing...
He looked mightily pissed though...
I smirked at Jack, who smirked back..
"Man, I love feisty you.. It gives me such a hard-"
"Right! I'm done! Thanks but no thanks!"
And I quickly stood up...

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