The Billionaire's Kept Woman

  She enjoyed the food and he loved how she ate a lot. But then, she realized that she shouldn't eat a lot. He noticed it quickly when she put her fork down. 

"Hey, eat more. There is a lot of this." 

"Nah, I'm full." She said. "I enjoy the meal." 

"Nonsense. We have different kinds of dessert." He grinned at her. 

  She looked at the waiters holding famishing desserts and he nodded his head. 

"We will eat until our heart's content." 

"I'll go for dessert then." She said. 

"Alright," 

  He nodded at the waiter who removed the empty plates and carefully placed the desserts. Her eyes widened and twinkled. If she knew that she looked beautiful that way. 

"Let's eat." 

  He mostly didn't touch his dessert because he was busy watching her eat the dessert with closed eyes and humming. 

"It's not too sweet." She said as she glanced at him. She caught him in an awed expression and he smiled charmingly. "Stop that." She hissed at him. Then, she glanced when people were hiding from the corner and they started pushing each other. "Who are they?" She creased his brows and when he turned his head to them, he signed them to leave. 

"I don't know." He lied and smiled at her. "Maybe people you know." He shrugged. 

"Those are your supporters, right?" she raised her brows. "Did you put a bet on me?" 

  He was puzzled by her question and he shook his head. 

"Guinevere, I never put a bet on any woman." He said seriously. 

"I'm sorry." She shook her head. "You were a playboy and that's the first thought that came out." 

"Don't worry. I truly understand." He said. "They were probably betting on us, but not on you entirely. They help me with this area." 

"Really?" 

"They set this up, including the music." He smiled. "They are supportive and let's just let them bet on us. What I wanted was to be with you. Have dinner with you, hoping for lunch and brunch." He grinned. "I am willing to be with you." 

  She was a little stunned by his words. She expected it but never thought that he was this serious. She knew most of the men. They wanted sex and if they weren't satisfied they would jump to another. She wasn't sure what Viper had planned on to set up a cozy yet comfortable dinner. 

  Guinevere might be overthinking and this happened many times. She was stressed, burnt out and she only gave in to this dinner date so he could shut up.

"Are you done with dessert? We can take out a few of it and let's fill your fridge." He stood and removed the jacket. Then, he extended his hand to her as she carefully stood and didn't remove the jacket. She reached his hand as he led her to the veranda. She stood beside him and admired the city view. Then, suddenly, there's a fireworks show from the KR Building and she gazes at the beautiful fireworks show and the building shows a heart sign and a Morse code. 

  She stared at the building as she read the message through Morse Code. B-E-M-Y-G-I-R-L-F-R-I-E-N-D. She gaped and looked up at him. 

"What?" She was confused. 

"Uh, that's not on the plan." He scratched his head and realized that Leon could be there. "Damn. That's not on the plan. I wasn't rushing. Please disregard that." 

"Yeah," She nodded her head. 

"But if you want, you can answer." He grinned at her as he tilted his head. "Even if it is the end of the world or apocalypse, I will still choose you. Even though you become a zombie." 

  She laughed at what he said and shook her head. She wanted to hit him badly. He moved closer to her. 

"I will still kiss you even when you are a vampire." 

"Really?" She tilted her head. "Even though the world wanted you to kill me?" 

"I will kill them then. We can own our world." He reached her face and kissed her forehead. 

"Are you always romantic?" She asked and smiled up at him beautifully. He stared down at her and momentarily got mesmerized by her beauty. He badly wanted to kiss her. She's just so beautiful and every time she stares longer, she becomes more and more beautiful. 

"Nope. I was always playful, never romantic but always complimenting beauty." 

"Then, why are you romantic now?" She asked as she stepped closer like she's challenging him. 

"I don't know." He chuckled as he caressed her soft auburn hair. "I don't know, Guine… it just felt so right." 

"I don't want to have sex." She said straightforward. 

"Fine with me." He bent down and smelled her hair. It smelled of lemon and rose. "Can I kiss you?" 

"What?" She gaped at him, her eyes widened and he stepped forward and scooped her face. 

"I want to kiss you. Please say yes." 

"B~But…" 

"Do you want to?" 

  Guinevere hesitated but she wanted to. He stared at her eyes waiting for her. 

"Don't do anything stupid." 

"Fine," he grinned and kissed her nose. She flushed and grabbed his shirt. She didn't know why she grabbed it. His ink hair, pale skin, tall and lean figure… it was all perfect and he also has that baby-face yet he's handsome. 

  She stopped when there were squealing in the kitchen and she frowned. 

"Don't mind them," he brought her other hand to his waist. "Let's watch a movie? Your place or mine?" 

"Uhm, mine." She said, "I feel more comfortable in my comfort zone." 

"Fine," He grinned at her. Suddenly, she realized what it was. Did she just agree to a movie with him? "We can have a walk." He suggested. 

"Okay," 

  She pulled out from him as she removed the snuggly jacket and she stared at it. She put her trench coat on and then he smiled as he took her out. She didn't say anything when they went downstairs and walked into the garden as the fireworks went on. She smiled and watched the Morse Code of lights in the building keep going. She giggled and looked up at him. She didn't mind if her high heels were sinking on the grass. 

"Don't mind it." He said as he sneered. "That's not what I meant." 

"I think the person operating that building was trying to embarrass you with your friends." She said as the people who were cheering and watching over them were laughing so hard. 

"I am not medium size." He said frustratingly. She covered her mouth and started giggling. "I swear," he pulled her hand to uncover her mouth. 

  She bit her lips to avoid laughing and she looked up at the building to see what else they had against him. He pulled her to his chest and held the back of her head so her face was shoved to his chest. He raised his middle finger in front of the building. He knew it. Leon was operating it and embarrassing him from his very first romantic date. 

  He mouthed him. "Fuck You!" 

  Then, Leon replied with the same words. 

"Let's go." He said and pulled her closer to him possessively. They hopped into his Porsche car and drove it back to the penthouse. Shortly, they arrive in her penthouse and while she's busy punching keys to the keypad. He quickly snatched the bag that was set by one of his men and hid it behind him while he was holding the flowers and chocolates that he bought for her. 

  She opened the door and glanced at him. 

"Go ahead." He said as he followed her. Then, she removed her trench coat and shoes and slid into comfortable slippers. 

"I will take a shower. Go and search for some movies." She said. He nodded and put the flowers and chocolates on the table and then he took the paper bag to the living room as he set up the snuggly jackets. It was customized for both of them. He was already dreaming of them as a couple. 

  He sat down, removed his shoes, and put them aside. Then, he reached the remote as he search for some romantic movies that probably have sex scenes. Although he wanted to have her tonight and for the following nights, he wanted it to last longer than his life. 

"Darling, you want some drinks?" He called out. She might not hear him so he went to her room and knocked. "Guinie? You want some drinks?" 

"Hmm, tea. Preferably." 

"Okay," 

  Shortly, he had the hot teapot from an expensive tea. He waited and she came back in an oversize shirt and pajamas. She stopped and stared at the snuggly big jackets. She looked at him with those twinkling eyes and he nodded his head. 

"Red is yours and mine is royal blue." 

"It's beautiful. Thank you." She pouted as she put it on her. 

"I'm glad that you like it." He stood. "Can I get comfortable?" 

"Sure." She nodded her head. He unbuckled his pants, put away the wallet and phone from the pocket, and removed his coat. He opened three buttons from his shirt and put on the snuggly jacket. She slouches on the sofa one meter and a half away from him. "Thank you for your surprises and this is the first date that I enjoy." 

"I'm glad," He reached her hair. "But we aren't done yet.." He pointed at the television and he poured a hot tea on the mug.