Belonging to The American Psycho *Yandere*

Chapter 2

******I'm setting this as a Present AU so its set in today's time*****

I had been working for Patrick Bateman for about two weeks now. But I have been at my new apartment for three. He gave me one week to get everything in order. 

Today was a small business party that his work planned. I wasn't expecting to go but when my boss arrived at my door that morning with a dress and heels, it told me that I had no choice in the matter.

I let him into my apartment. 

We walked to the living room and I looked at him. "Why do I need to go? I am not an employee there." I said. "Well technically you are. You get things for my job. You drive a company owned car, plus you are going as my date." He said.

I raised an eyebrow at him.

"I'm sorry?" I asked. He gave a smirk. "I said you are going as my date." He repeated. "No. I heard that. Why?" I asked. "Cause I am your boss. I pay for this place. So I'm telling you that you're going." He said.

I groaned. I didn't want to get dressed up and put on the damn heels he was holding. "There will be a bar there, and I'll buy your drinks." He offered. That peaked my interest. 

I huffed and took the shoes and dress. "Give me a bit to change." I said walking to my room. "Curl your hair and put some make up on." He ordered leaving the apartment, and leaving no room for argument.

I huffed and got dressed in the soft black dress that reached above my knees. I then went to the bathroom to turn on the curler/straightener to do my hair. While I waited for it to heat up I worked on my make up.

I put on some dark red lipstick and the rest of my make up was natural. I then sprayed my massy brown hair with apple scented kids detangler spray. I brushed the tangles out of my hair so that my annoying hair would curl. I then curled it into a soft wavy style.

I then walked back to my room to get them damn death trap called heels, and my bag. I put my phone and a portable charger with a cord. I put the heels on and walked out to see Patrick waiting for me in a business suit. 

As always looking very handsome.

He looked me over and nods. "Very nice." He said. "Thanks." I said attempting to walk straight without falling. We walked to his limo and got inside. He was looking over his  phone, his headphone in. 

I knew better then to interrupt him when he had his headphones in. I huffed and leaned back. I was already bored. I forgot to grab my headphones on the way out. Now I was sitting in the limo bored out of my mind wishing I had them.

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Patrick's POV

I sit in the limo listening to the last David Bowie album, thinking. Thinking about how the beautiful woman beside me looked in the outfit I bought her.

It felt like I was showing off a great prize that I can dress up and show around. She looked beautiful in the dress. Her soft hair made me want take a strand and pull it to watch it spring back into place.

I looked at her pale legs as she uncrossed and then recrossed them. I mentally groaned. I wanted to bite into those thighs of hers. I crossed my legs as I felt my pants get tighter. 

Thank God that we arrived. 

I pulled the headphones out and left them in the limo knowing that the driver will wait for us to finish here at this little bothersome party. 

Some nitwit suggested having this get together outside. Why? I don't know. I just wanted to get it over with.

Kylie and I walked into the party and we headed to the bar. She got a glass of wine and I got a whiskey. We then walked to find somewhere to sit.

"How long are going to be here?" She asked sounding bored. "Maybe an hour." I told her. I saw her roll her eyes and I grinned.

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Kylie's POV

I decided to walk around. One of Patrick's friends, I couldn't really remember his name and I also didn't care to be honest, kept flirting with me. 

I just boredly sipped my wine. 

I couldn't wait to get out of here.

I wanted to get home, take a bath, and eat food, before going to bed. But I am here. 

I looked at Patrick mentally begging him to get me out of his friend's boring conversation. He seemed to understand and walked over. I blocked out their conversations as the two talked about their next dinner. Something they did a lot.

It was boring and I swallowed down my wine. 

"Now if you would excuse us. I'm going to take the lady home." Patrick said. And it was the best thing I have heard since we got here. 

I gave a polite smile to everyone and put my glass down before following Patrick to the limo that waited for us. 

I sometimes hated rich people.

We once again drove in silence. Making me so totally bored. 

If I didn't have on my heels and if my boss wasn't right beside me I would've ran out of the car and into my apartment. But since all that IS happening. I calmly got out of the limo and after kindly thanking the driver, I walked into the apartment building with my boss.

"Well have a good rest of the day." I said when we got to our doors. "What are you doing tonight?" He asked before I could go into my home. "I am going to bet a hot bath and lay around till tomorrow when I have to work." I told him. 

"How about dinner with me tomorrow?" He asked. "You paying? Cause I cant afford your type of  place that you like eating, and I know that you wouldn't want to go to a place I can afford." I said with a playful grin, which he surprisingly returned. 

"Of course. I wouldn't let you pay. I was the one who invited you. Wear something fabulous." He said walking into his apartment. 

I rolled my eyes going inside.

Today was suppose to be my day off you know Bateman. So him taking me to dinner was probably him making up for that he made me go to that stupid useless party to begin with.

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Oh how wrong I was.