His Contractual Mistress

"Ugh! I thought we would wait forever!" Tim continued mumbling, even after he and Tina went back to their tables. 

"And you have to go back and deliver these fresh fruits and blueberry cake that Mrs. Shen had cravings...." Tina reminded Tim, then placed the shopping bags on Tim's table. 

"Right away!" Tim may complain, but he actually isn't serious about it. He and Vincent have been friends since they were in High School. 

Tim actually sees things that his boss has never done to anyone, especially to a woman that isn't his family or relatives. 

That entire afternoon, Vincent read as many data records regarding the founding of Davies Corporation. 

Hailee insisted on preparing their snacks. She was in the sink, washing the fruits, brewing coffee for Vincent, and blending fresh fruits for herself. 

On the other hand, Vincent could not concentrate on reading, as he was worried about his wife. He was peeping between the folder he was holding and to the woman in the pantry. 

"Let me prepare them." Earlier, he told Hailee this, but she insisted on doing it. 

She only answered him. "I missed preparing your meal like what I do when we are in the penthouse." 

He also loves how she spoiled him with her ten-star dishes when they were still in a mistress contract. But now, he wants the one to pamper her, even in simple things that do not involve money or material things. 

Vincent took another glance at his wife. Then he noticed Hailee placing a bowl of fruits and two dessert plates of slice cake on the wooden tray, poured coffee into the mug, and scooped some sweetener from a jar. 

Vincent made an abrupt stand from the couch, took a long stride toward the table, and took the tray before Hailee could lift it. 

"Let me…" 

"Okay. Thank you." Hailee nodded and smiled, following Vincent from behind. 

They went back to the living room with the tray in Vincent's hand and carefully placed them on the coffee table. After Vincent sat on the sofa, he held Hailee by the waist and gently pulled her to sit. 

Hailee sat down next to Vincent and started eating the cake; occasionally, she would give him a big portion. 

"Next time, let me do them. I may not be good in the kitchen, but I can do a few things," said Vincent halfway through their snacks. 

Hailee looked Vincent in the eyes as she replied, "Don't worry, Mr. CEO… you are good at many things." 

She winked at her husband, making Vincent drop his mouth open as his wife flirted with him. He chuckled and shook his head, catching that meaningful look in Hailee's eyes. 

"Have you forgotten that you asked me before as your private assistant, Mr. CEO…." Hailee teases Vincent further, placing her hand on his shoulder, traveling down toward his necktie, and playing with it. "You offered me once before that you need someone as a companion, and she can take advantage of your body as a bonus. So, I am applying now." 

Soon, she and Vincent laugh in their stomachs. Indeed, he offered Hailee something like that after revealing her identity to him and now recalling that he actually had a thick face to have such an offer to this billionaire heiress. 

"I love you…" said Vincent, tracing Hailee's soft lips; he could not control biting them. 

Hailee placed her arms around Vincent's neck and uttered, "I could already foresee that you will take over most of the work and left only a little for me. So I have to oblige in rewarding you." 

"I would love that…." Vincent whispered, nibbling Hailee's earlobe. 

They could feel their bodies flare-up. Hailee climbed on top of Vincent's lap with his help, holding her bottom and pulling her close to his body. 

Hailee crouched on top of Vincent once he laid down on the couch. They were kissing passionately when the penthouse door was pushed open by James. 

"Princess! Holy shot!" 

Both James and Pitt were dumbfounded to see their princess on top of a man and taking advantage of him… 

Ah… Nah, that's not it. This guy is her husband, after all. They were the ones who were nosy. They should not forget that she has her own family now, and privacy is necessary. 

Meanwhile, Vincent threw a murderous look at them, which James grinned nervously. 

He said, "Alright. Just call us if you guys need us…." 

"Wait, James! What is it? Do you have something important to tell me?" 

"Ah, yes! It was Daisy's birthday! She bumped into Uncle Jacob and relayed a message to Kris asking if you could attend the party tonight." 

"Hmm… Which hotel?" Hailee looked at Vincent, who remained at the bottom. 

"At Solaris Banquet Hall." 

Hailee pondered for a moment, then told James. "Alright. Let's go then." 

"Okay! I'll let Daisy know you're attending." 

"Thanks, James, and tell the stores I'm coming to choose a dress." 

James made a gesture and left with Pitt. When the door shut, Pitt immediately scolded the guy. 

"How could you forget to knock?" 

"Alright! It's a mistake!" James admitted it right away, which surprised Pitt a little. 

"She is married now and has her life. There are many things that we are not in control of anymore, and so, we have to mind all of our actions." 

"I understand!" James pouted. 

Before work is over, Hailee brings Vincent to the hotel she owns in partnership with Shun, but under Cassandra's name. 

At the company's door, Hailee widened her eyes after she saw a new JetVan waiting for them at the entrance. 

"What is this, Pitt?" she asked the guy. 

"As your request, princess." 

"Oh…" she was speechless. Then Hailee smiled at Pitt as she thanked him. "Thank you, Pitt." 

On their way toward the hotel, Vincent cannot help to ask as his curiosity eats him up inside. 

"A new van? Did something happen?" 

"Earlier on our way here. I was too irritated, which caused my headache. After we arrived at the company, I realized what triggered my bad mood. I hate all black colors." 

"Hmm… I see. So, how about now?" 

"I'm happy!" 

"I'm glad. You made me worried.." Vincent held Hailee's face and kissed her forehead.