vogue ✧ l.hemmings

Four || Dinner Date

Angelina Woods

Like what Luke said, His driver Jason, came to pick me up. I straightened my dress before I had ended the black vehicle. Jason has closed the door after I entered then got back inside and he drove to my destination. 

As I sat in the back as I felt worried and a little sick because honestly, I was really scared and didn’t want to be there in the first place, but he’s my boss and I have to do what he says, I guess.

“Go to the top floor, he lives in the penthouse.” He said after the slammed the door.

“Okay, thank you.” 

“Anytime, Miss Woods.”

Following Jason’s instructions, I waited as the elevator had took me up to the top floor to Luke’s penthouse. Soon as the doors opened I walked down the long hallway to a door, knocking on it twice. Quickly the door had swung open, only to face a middle aged woman.

“Miss Woods am I not correct?”

“You are.” I nodded with a small smile.

She gave one back in return. “Follow me,” We walked into the large penthouse. “I’ll go get Luke, sit down.”

I sat down on the large black fabric couch. As I looked around everything was very modern and updated. Kind of like Vogue was. One of the walls was all glass like his office too revealing the dark night but the tiny lights from all the other building across the city I called home. 

In seconds, Mr.Hemmings came out one of the rooms in black dress pants, white button up and tie still wrapped around his neck.

“Hello, Miss Woods. Shall we eat in the kitchen?”

“We shall.” 

I was seriously trying to be as professional I could be. To be honest, It was hard trying not to look like a huge idiot in front of your sexy boss. Wait what?

When we sat at the Island, he pulled out to the stools for us and in front was two platters of lamb covered in a sauce. Two candles where lit in front of us and little rose petals where spread across the counter.

“This is supposed to just be dinner isn’t it?” I asked turned to look at him as we both sat down.

“Yes, It is.” He answered and grabbed the bottle of wine that was in front of the candles. “Wine, Miss Woods?”

“Please,” He poured two glasses handing me one. I had token a sip from my glass and it was probably the best wine I’ve ever tasted. Usually I buy the cheapest at Target. “Where is this from?”

“It is imported from France, It’s seven thousand dollar wine.” He said before he took a sip from his glass. “I like the best and perfect things I could get my hands on.” 

The look he had given me as the words spilled out his mouth sorta seductive and making get this weird feeling. Like I wanted to throw myself at him and kiss and bite at his skin.

Luke Hemmings was seriously like a God and could control and do anything he could ever want to do with just the power of his stare and command. His body was perfect. His blonde slick hair that shined in the light, His perfectly craved nose, those lips that where full and looked of bliss. He was just so amazingly handsome to stare at.

We started to eat in silence. I would catch glares at Mr.Hemmings making chills be sent down my body. As soon as we cleared our plates, The same woman that had answered the door took our plates. 

“Anything else, Luke?” She asked as she started to clean them in the sink and then start packing things.

“No that’s all, Harissa. Thank you for the lovely dinner.” 

“Your welcome, Nice to see you Miss Woods and Luke. Have a nice evening.” She said as she gave us both a smile.

“Oh, we will.” 

Holy fucking shit? Us? I felt my heart start to beat out my chest. When she left, I said a prayer in my head that everything is going to be okay at this point on for the rest of the night, being stuck here in the pent house of Mr. Luke Hemmings himself.

IM SO SORRY THIS CHAP IS SHORT ITS JUST THE FILLER TO THE NEXT CHAPTER AFTER SOME SHIT GETS REALLY STEAMY STUFF OK ILL STOP RANTING BYE.

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