Owned

C2- Familiar Faces

DEV POV
I clamped my hand over my mouth impatiently waiting for him to back away from the closet door. If his eyes even get a glimpse of me, I'm fired.
"Can't get the invites out on time, fuck that." He said and finally retreated and walked into the bathroom. I wait to hear some kind of water running before I even budged. After a couple minutes I heard the sink being turned on, at least he has good hygiene. I gently moved his bags and opened the door. I made sure no one else was in the room before I bolted out.
The elevator door opened and I was relieved. Getting to the main floor I walked to the bathroom yet again to gather my thoughts.
Chris Brown is the owner of this hotel? Why didn't he want his own name associated with this place, and why did he keep his identity such a secret? He's famous as it is, I don't understand what the big deal is about a hotel.
Not only that but what was all that talk about an auction? I've never heard about any auctions being held here in the hotel, so what was he speaking of? I let out an exasperated breath, when the door opened and Dre walked in.
"Hey baby what's goin on?" She said as she gathered her long black hair into a ponytail.
"Nothing, boss just made me carry three boxes up from the basement and I'm just now feeling the repercussions." I tell her
I decided not to tell her about Chris, cause I know she'll tell everybody and I don't want to explain how I find out. I'm really trying not to get fired.
"Well damn, you've got you work cut out for you. But did you get to see the penthouse yet? Was it grand or nah?" She said with a slight laugh
"Yeah it's amazing, maybe one day we'll be able to vacation in something like that." I respond
"One day best friend, I promise." She says
I smile at her, and she tells me she has to get back to work before someone reports she's slacking off. She leaves and I follow after her going to finish the rest of the day's work.
-Chris-
With tonight being the first night of the BPC. I go to my little set up in my suite with cameras set up all over the hotel. It's my only way of making sure that everything goes smoothly without actually being seen in public.
I made a decision to keep my identity as the owner of here because I wanted people to come here for its uniqueness as a hotel not because of me. But this year I decided that I'd go and be a pretend guest, and let me business partners handle everything else. I worked hard for this place, and I want to enjoy it to.
I jump at the knock at the door because nobody is supposed to be bothering me at this time. I go to my drawer and grab my gun and head to the door.
"Who is it?" I say through the door
"Nigga open up the door it's Trey." He replies
I unlock the door and let him in.
"Damn you was gon shoot me man?" He asks
"It slipped my mind that you were supposed to be comin up here." I tell him
"I am a lil late, had to mingle with some ladies." He says with a grin on his face
"You never stop do you man" I ask
"Nah, not till I find the one." He says with air quotes
I plop on the couch, and Trey throws a bag at me.
"The fuck is this?" I say louder than I meant
"Don't get so upset all quick, and it's your suit, you did say you was goin to the BPC right?" He answers ignoring my harsh tone
"Yeah but you ain't my Moms I don't need anyone especially a nigga bringing me my suit." I tell him
"Did you take your meds today dog? Just get dressed and let's have a good ass night, and tomorrow its auction night." He says with a smirk
"Yeah yeah I know what tomorrow is." I say
He nods and head back out the door in response.
I shower, get dressed and walk to the balcony.
I wonder how she's doing. I wonder if she's okay.
-Dev-
I have an hour left of watch time. It's not work, because I volunteer to do it. I just help all the guests get situated and find their way around. I stand up from my station and walk around when a body slams right into me knocking me to the floor.
"Fuck." I say before looking up and seeing who slammed into me.
"C-Chris Brown?" I stutter
"There you are!" He says reaching down, I flinch but he picks something off the floor brushes it off and places it in his pocket.
"Watch out next time." He growls at me.
I wasn't expecting this, he seems so much nicer. But then again he isn't, after remembering the person he was yelling at on the phone.
"I'm sorry." I say still on the floor
"I don't care, just watch out and move so I can get in!" He snaps at me
I scramble up and move out the way, he brushes past me and into the lounge.
"Rude ass." I say
"Who's rude?" A voice says behind me
I turn to respond and run into a solid body. Not again. With fear I look up...
"You alright baby?" He asks
I'm in such shock about whose holding me up, I can't even get one word out. He balances me out and smiles.
"I'm guessing you know me. I'm Trey." He says holding my hands
"Uh- uh yeah, I do. I'm so sorry for bumping into you like that." I say and smooth out the jacket of the suit he was wearing
"Not a big deal. Maybe I was too close, but you were gonna answer my question, so I stopped." He says
"Oh-uh maybe I just shouldn't say." I bite my lip.
I know he's friends with CB so I should just bite my tongue.
"You ran into my nigga Chris didn't you?" He asks me
"How'd you know that?" I answer
"Only he would leave someone shaking like you were when I seen you get up." He tells me
"I didn't expect him to act like that, after seeing him seem so friendly on TV, but I guess not everyone is what they seem." I say
"Except for me," he says flashing me a smile, "I'm all good, if I wasn't you wouldn't be having a normal conversation with me." he continues
"But you sir, are everything but normal." I tell him
"Thank you...thank you...uh, I'd like to say your name but I don't know it." He says
"Oh, yeah, my name is Devonee. But everyone calls me Dev."
"Well Dev, it's been a pleasure meeting you, and perhaps I'll be seeing more of you during the convention."
I nod, and he flashes me a smile, and heads into the lounge to meet with his friend.
I sit back at my station and but my head down. What a day, all the work, hiding in the owner's penthouse closet, finding out the owner is Chris Brown, running into him and finding out he's rude as hell, but not only that but meeting and speaking with Trey Songz. Nobody can't tell me I didn't work my ass off today because I know I did.
-Trey-
"Why'd you have to scare the girl like that bro?" I asked Chris as we stood next to each other at the bar scoping out everyone that was arriving.
"My business phone crashed to the floor cause of her, and you know I don't back up my shit like that I would've been done for." He tells me
"You left the girl shaking though, and she said your ass was rude, way to make a good impression." I tell him
"I don't give a fuck man, she works for me basically. And she sucks at her job if she's crashing into people like that. I'm not tryna make a good impression on my staff they don't even know that they are in fact my staff." He says
"Okay Mr. Owner but ya ain't makin a good impression as Chris Brown."
"Why you so concerned with what she sayin bout me man, you know me already. What's the deal?"
I put my hands up in surrender; I wasn't going to fight with him about shit like that tonight.
"I thought we were gonna have a good night," he said turning towards the bar "Drinks please!"
"Y'all niggas wasn't gon start without me nah were you?"
We both turn around to see our youngin August walking in.
"You late as fuck, did you get what I told you to get?" Chris asked him and Aug handed him an envelope
"Nah my brother y'all just early a nigga right on time." He replied as the bartender handing him a drink, we're regulars and the people know us.
He was right though, everyone was comin through after he came in, especially the ladies.
"Aight my brothers the hunt is on" I say with a grin and we separate and disappear into the crowd.
-Dev-
I went to the staff locker room and got all my shit ready to go home because I was exhausted. The first night was a complete success though. Everything was perfect and handled, and I got a lot of good feedback from guests for being helpful.
I waited in the lobby for Dre, cause she was busy flirting her ass off. She always does this during this time and I'm too lazy to even fight her to hurry her ass up. I close my eyes and begin to think of all the stuff I'm going to have to do tomorrow, falling in and out of deep sleep.
"Everything alright Dev?" I hear and sit up to reenter the world.
I look behind me and see Mr. Levy, the manager of my whole department."Mr. Levy!" I say standing up
"Oh it's okay, sit down I know you're off already. You've been off for hours actually." He says
I sit down, and tell him about how I volunteer after and he sits next to me actually interested.
"And now I'm waiting for Dreana, she's taking forever. But she's just now getting off." I tell him
"You invest a lot of your time here don't you Dev?" He asks me
"I honestly like what I do. I like meeting new people, and I love sharing all the great things about the hotel. And I'm not just saying that because you're my superior and I'm trying to kiss a- butt, but I love this place." I respond
"I appreciate your honesty," he says with a chuckle "I don't mind taking you home if Dre is going to be a while. I'm leaving right now."
I look up at him and start thinking to myself again. I don't know. This guy is not only my manager but he's also one of the beautiful men I've ever seen in my life. I've had a crush on him ever since I started working here. With his apparent Cuban accent, blonde hair, and hazel eyes... I JUST WANT HIM.
"No it's fine; I'm used to waiting on her anyways." I tell him
"I insist." He says already grabbing my bags
"Uh... Okay I'll call Dre and let her know first." I say stepping away and dialing her number
"BESSSSSSST!" she yells
"Stay as long as you like. Mr. Levy is taking me home." I tell her
"Ooooh your man crush since forever, you gonna make a move?" She asks
"Make a move? I barely know the man. You know the only thing I know is that he's fine and I wouldn't mind riding his face...BUT, I ain't tryna mess up the work relationship. But yeah, see you later and have someone drive you if you drink please." I tell her
"HAAA, I knew you wanted to ride his face. And you know it Dev, love you!" She responds
"Love you too, bye"
I head back to the lobby, and see some girls talking to Mr. Levy. I sigh, and put my hair behind my ear before walking over to him. He looks up before I get there and says something to the girls. They seem upset and turn to look at me, laugh and walk away. He smiles and meets me in the middle.
"All set?" He asks putting his arm around me.
I'm melting.
-Mr. Levy-
I open the door for Dev and she gets in.
"Thank you." She says
I nod, and slide into the driver seat putting my key in to the ignition.
"So how'd the first day of the BPC go?" I ask her as I pull out of the hotel parking lot
"Fine." She says
I stop at a red light and look over at her. She's staring at the window in deep thought. I really wanted to take her home and hopefully get to know her better on the way, but I don't want to be pushy. But fuck it, I got to keep it consistent.
"Is everything okay?" I say
"What did you say to those girls before I got to you?" She asks, still staring out the window tapping the glass lightly
"I told them that I had to go, because I had prior arrangements that needed my attention. They wanted me to join them for drinks." I answer
I keep peering over at her, hoping she'll look at me but she doesn't.
"So if you didn't volunteer to take me home, you would've joined them for drinks." She says, not asks.
"No, I wanted to take you home. I had no interest in having drinks with them, and any other day I probably still wouldn't have any interest." I tell her
"And why not?" She asks finally turning her face to me. I shrug.
"They were all very pretty." She says
"And they were trying too hard. That's not my type." I say
Is she jealous?
"Why does it matter what I said to them?" I say pulling up to her place
"It doesn't." She says grabbing her bags.
"Hold on," I say putting my hand on top of hers. "It does, you wouldn't have brought it up if you didn't."
She looks down at my hand and I pull back slowly.
"They were laughing at me. You said prior arrangements with me, and they looked at me as like I can't believe he's turning us down for HER." She says then opens the door
"Wait!" I say grabbing her arm
"What?" She asks
"What do you mean HER?" I say
"Come on, I'm not the thinnest, I don't look that great because I don't really try... They don't think you should be seen with a girl like me." She says and pulls away
"Dev wa-"
She cuts me off, "Thank you for the ride. I really appreciate it, see you tomorrow."
She closes the door and walks in not looking back. Fuck. I should've worded what I said differently and maybe she wouldn't have felt so low.
Nice going Will.