Queens

Thirty-Five.

Y/N POV

"Y/N can I ask you a question?" Javier asked.

"Mmhm." I said as I put on my earrings.

"Why are you dressed like you're about to attend someone funeral?" Javier asked.

He's such a cutie. I put on my the rest of my jewelry and said, "It's sad day today babe. Everyone who has done me wrong will have to deal with the repercussions of their actions. No more playing nice with anyone. That wanted me to be a bitch so I'm gonna give them what they want."

I walked into my closet so I could put on my red bottoms. I stepped out the put my blazer on. Most people say new year, new me and don't follow through with that. Not me, I'm going to accomplish everything I set out to accomplish and I dare for anyone to stand in my way.

"How do I look?" I asked.

"Scary but sexy at the same time." Javier said.

"That's what I was going for." I said.

I walked over to my nightstand to get my cell phone but Javier decided to pull me into bed with him. He started kissing me on my neck and talking dirty in Spanish to me. I'm a sucker for someone who can speak different languages.

"Don't start nothing you can't finish Javier." I said.

"Now you know I always finish what I start." Javier said.

"Well we're gonna have to finish this later because I've got to get to work. You know today is a very big day for me." I said.

"I know. So you go have a great day an when you're done with work I'm gonna take you out to dinner, then I'm gonna give you massage, and if the night goes well we can have a remake of what we did in Colorado all over again." Javier said.

"That's sounds good to me." I said.

"Let me walk you to your car." Javier said.

I put on my trench coat and Javier grabbed my briefcase for me. We walked outside to my car and Javier held the door open for me. He gave me a kiss and I was ready to go. Jake, my driver, began driving done the highway and I just sat in the backseat with the biggest smile on my face. I've been through hell and high water these past few months and I'm finally getting back to my normal self.

"Hey Jake is it okay if I ask you a personal question?" I asked.

"Yes ma'am." He said.

"When was the last time you and your wife went on a vacation?" I asked.

"It's been a while ma'am. I'm always working and my wife is busy with running her dad's restaurant we barely have time for that. But I'd really like to take her on a honeymoon one day because when we got married we didn't have enough money for one." Jake said.

"Where would you like to take your wife on a honeymoon?" I asked.

"The Bahamas." Jake said.

"Today is your lucky day buddy. I'm gonna make that honeymoon happen. After you drop me off today you are officially on vacation. I'll have my assistant set everything up for you." I said.

Jake pulled the car over and asked, "Why are you doing this for me?"

"You've been my personal chauffeur since I was sixteen years old. No one works harder than you do and I'm rewarding you for your hard work." I said.

"Thank you so much ma'am." Jake said.

"No problem." I said.

Jake continued driving until we arrived at my building. I put on my sunglasses and got out of the car. Before I could take one step the paparazzi were swarming me. Usually I don't entertain their shenanigans but today I was feeling very nice.