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He took out his phone, dialed Jenna's number and put a call through to her. Ever since their little drama at the restaurant, he hasn't spoken to her and it bugged him deep in his conscience. He swirled on his chair, waiting for her to pick, and few seconds later, she picked up.“Good morning, this is Jack Antonio.” He introduced himself and Jenna sighed. She was yet to recover from the insults he had hurled at her at the restaurant the previous day.“What do you want, Mr. Billionaire?” She mocked angrily and Jack ran his hands through his hands. Though her voice was irksome, he had to ignore it.“Is the deal still on?” he asked for clarity and she scoffed angrily. Even though he said he was going to think about it, the deal ended the moment he slut shamed her.“There is no deal, Mr. Antonio” she answered with a professional tone and ended the call on him. His eyebrows knitted in surprise as he stared at the blank phone screen. He had thought about his actions and decided he had been to
Karen's phone beeped beside her and she dropped her laptop on the table to pick up the phone. She wasn't particularly focused on her work. Her mind drifted continually to her phone beside her, so it was more of a relief to her when it beeped. She unlocked it and it was a message from her I*******m account. She quickly opened it and was shocked to see a message from Jack. She screamed in delight and dropped her phone on the chair. It was already more than five days since she dropped the message and she had already given up on getting a reply.She picked up the phone again and clicked on the message. It was a simple “Hi”, but it was enough to send her over the edge. Enough to send butterflies flying in her stomach. She sent a response immediately introducing herself. She was nervous. Texting him was something she had just decided to give a try. She just hoped her nervousness wasn't visible in the way she texted. “Ya. I already know who you are. I'm not dumb not to go through your profil
He was dressed in a black designer shirt that tucked into a jean. He folded the arm of the shirt, exposing his arms that were designed with different tattoos. The first two buttons of his shirt were left undone, giving him the hot playboy look. He looked at himself in the mirror one last time. His black hair was gelled and curled backwards. On his neck was a simple, yet expensive gold necklace and he wore a diamond watch to compliment his dressing. He wasn't a sucker for jewelries, so he loved using few pieces on his dressing. He stepped out of the house into his Mercedes AMG CLS 53 and zoomed off. He arrived at the hotel, the venue for the dinner less than twenty minutes later. It was a multi-million five star rated hotel he had bought and transformed few years ago. He took the elevator to the restaurant section of the hotel and was greeted politely by the security. He had recognized Jack as the CEO. He went to the VIP section and took a seat close to the huge glass window. He had se
Jack sat comfortably in the backseat of the uber as the driver drove through the streets of New York. He had arrived from Los Angeles by flight a few minutes ago and ordered an uber. He was going on a working visit to his hotel. It has been over three months since he had last visited.The uber parked inside the hotel and he stepped out. He walked inside through the big glass door and bumped into someone.“I'm so sorry.” He apologized but the man walked away, not sparing him a glance. He was dressed in a grey hoodie with big boots. His head was bent low as he walked out of the door.“Strange” Jack muttered as he watched the stranger he bumped into walk out of the door. He walked to the front desk and was immediately recognized by the staff there.“Good morning sir.” She greeted politely and he responded. She put a call through to the manager informing him about Jack's presence and a few minutes later, the manager rushed out. The manager was an advanced man. He looked to be around his fi
Karen walked into one of the most popular fast food restaurant dressed in a blue jumpsuit and white Jordan kicks. Her hair was combed perfectly and left to fall on her shoulders from under the head warmer she wore. It has been a week since she suddenly became a celebrity and so far, celebrity life has been stressful for her. From the tons of messages and tags she received on social media daily to the few times she had been cornered by a mob of fans at the mall where she had gone to get something. She had walked in when she noticed the stares and whispering that rose from the people at the mall. She had first thought she was dressed inappropriately but after some group of girls walked up to ask her if she was Karen, she realized that the people were staring because of the rumors. Word on the street was that she was a model and with her perfect figure and great fashion sense, it was hard to dispute that. Due to the fact that she was thought to be a model, different agencies had contac
The doorbell dinged and she panicked slightly. She smoothened her long black dress and rearranged her hair one more time before she walked up to the door. She pulled the door open and stood nervously in front on Jack who was leaning slightly on the door frame. He was dressed in dark jeans pants and a blue shirt that was tucked in with the first two buttons of the shirt left undone, exposing a bit of his tattooed chest. His hands were in his pockets as he stood lazily against the frame, staring at her. He cleared his throat slightly and she caught herself, looking down in embarrassment.It had taken him about an hour to finally prepare for the dinner. He wasn't someone that was ever nervous, but today had kept him completely wrecked. After getting home from work, he took a quick shower before walking into the closet in search of what to wear. He had previously tried on over four jeans and seven shirts before finally settling for the dark jeans and blue shirt he wore. All the clothes he
Throughout the ride home, his eyes burnt with unshed tears as he remembered her words. She didn't know he was behind the door so she didn't realize he was listening to everything she said. His hands pressed the steering tightly as he horned loudly at the cars, trying to navigate through the busy road till he finally got home. Once he arrived, he parked his car carelessly on the driveway and jumped out, walking into his house in fury.He had planned to make a quick stop at her house that morning to congratulate her on the show she had the previous day and invite her for dinner, but now, his plans were scattered. Everything was totally ruined. He screamed loudly as he punched the wall in front of him making his knuckles bleed.“When I thought I could love again, she played me. it was all about her, only about her.” He screamed. Hle threw a painting to the ground making it crash and break to pieces. He raked his hands through his hair in frustration as he smiled out in pains. His knuckles
Jack drove through the beautiful brightly illuminated street that led to Karen's house. She now lived in one of the expensive and luxurious estates in Los Angeles. Not the most expensive, but one that was definitely high classed. He listened to the tunes that played from the car stereo as he drove composedly along the now less busy road, bumping his head occasionally to his favourite parts of the songs. He slowed down and diverted into the smaller road that cut off the highway and led to the estate where she lived. His mind wandered to the different events that had gone down in his life in the past months before settling on Karen. “It was meant to just be a little publicity show to help me and show I've fallen in love with him and I can't even tell him the truth. I'm fucked up.” Her words replayed in his mind and he gripped the steering wheel tightly, shutting his eyes tight in the process. His knuckles turned white as his face hardened. He opened his eyes and his demeanour displayed