Already entered the third day, Justin began to give up. He no longer wished, although occasionally the feeling came to mind. Yes, Justin refused that and tried to focus on what he was doing now, while the party was in sight.
"Eric, is there anything else I need to do?" Justin asked Eric that walking behind him.
"Yes, Sir. You will meet the Chinese investor, then sign the contract with the German client, have tea with the deputy governor, and the inauguration of the new branch. After that, we will go to the boutique. Mrs Emily has ordered a suit for you."
Justin's steps suddenly stopped after Eric said his stepmother's name. "Emily?"
"Yes sir." Eric.
"I will never come to that boutique. She does not know about man fashion."
"But, Sir. Madam also ordered a suit in the same boutique for Mr Steven."
"Will it be a problem if my suit was different from Steven?" Justin asked as he walked away.
"The last time you refused the er gift, Mr Steven revoked your rights to the warehouse in Los Angeles." Eric reminded him.
Justin stopped once more with a frown. "Fuck off!"
Eric smiled faintly, then followed Justin's footsteps which were getting longer and longer.
Justin hoped each meeting would go quickly. So, there would be more minutes left to see Bella. He felt his pride as a man had been lowered because Bella was the only woman who ignored him. Justin needs an explanation.
And also a few glasses of whiskey to muster up the courage.
Finally, he stood there. Justin forgets about the fitting and escapes to Bella's apartment. He knocked on the door repeatedly and called Bella.
Bella go out and greet him with a question, "How did you know my house?"
"I just found out today."
“Did you see my resume?”
“No. The security of this apartment told me.”
Bella stood with one shoulder against the doorway. "Oh, that is suspicious news, because as far as I know, you were not come home after three days ago."
"Oh, are you waiting for me?" asked Justin, flirtatiously.
"For what?" Bella denied.
"Why did not you call me? At least, say no if you want to refuse my offer."
Bella grinned. She went inside to get something from her cabinet, then returned to Justin.
"You mean this?" Bella asked with emotion.
Bella held the black card between her fingers. Justin took the black card and recognized it as his own. "Oh shit!"
"Your question has been answered, right? I will go to bed. Good night."
Bella failed to close the door because Justin's arm caught her.
"Wait! Since we have already met, give your answer now!" Justin looked at the watch in his hand. "There are still fifteen minutes left. Would you pretend to be my girlfriend? I will pay you for this."
"How much can you afford to pay me?" She asked.
"Is this enough?" Justin returned the black card to Bella. "You can buy as much as you want with this card while the contract is running."
Bella thought for a moment, then said, "All that I want?”
“Yeah. I’m a billionaire guy. What are you worried about?”
“Okay, deal. I will get changed."
Spontaneously, Justin pulled Bella's collar. "Are you going to change those curtains into evening gowns again?"
Bella's eyes bulged. "How did you know about it?"
Justin smiled widely. "Lock your door and come with me!"
"No. You have to come with me first. There should be black under the white paper, right?" Bella pulled Justin in.
Bella sat down at her desk while Justin looked around her apartment. Bella has more items than hers, but they look neat. Everything is laid in the right place. Except, for a bowl of instant noodles on the table.
Justin approached the cabinet. He looked at some of the photos on display there. Bella's graduation, memories with her best friend, and some family photos. Among all pictures, Justin saw Bella take a picture with her psychiatrist. Of course, Justin knows the man in that photo.
"Are you a prosecutor?" He asked.
"Yes, and all of the people in this city know it. So, don't mess with me! Once you violate this agreement, I will immediately arrest you," Bella threatened.
Justin smiled sweetly. "I need a great lawyer."
Bella came to him. Bring Justin the agreement letter and she said, "I'll make sure you lose to me. Read it first!"
Justin sat on the sofa, and then slowly read the points of the contract agreement.
"No physical touch. Hey, what era do you live in? Where are lovers who don't touch in public? I'll revise this." Justin took a pen from his suit. He wrote something on the paper.
Bella checked what Justin wrote. "Unless needed. What do you mean?"
"We can't meet my parents without touching. At least, we have to do some romantic scenes, such as holding hands, hugging, or maybe kisses," Justin explained.
“Big no for the kiss.” Bella denied.
“Are you sure you will miss this golden opportunity?” Justin still offers.
“Yaps. I got your black card. It is enough for me.” Bella shows up Justin’s card.
“Okay. If you need it, it still applies to you,” Justin teased.
“Never!” Bella insisted
"Party B may not complain about the amount of money that Party A spent. Okay. You can use the card as you like. Party A and Party B must have to discuss first."
"You can't call me whatever you want. I have to work," Bella explained.
“The reason accepted. Party B is forbidden to fall in love with Party A and vice versa." Justin looked at Bella. "Should it go this far? We're just pretending."
"I have an extraordinary charm. That is a very important point. So, you have to take good care of your heart when you are with me. No flattery, sweet words, especially a declaration of love." Bella is too confident. If she knew who she was dealing with.
Justin shook his head "If Party A or Party B violates the regulations, then violators will pay a fine of US $ 100,000 and the contract between us is over."
"It's just anticipating the worst."
Justin sighed. "If you break any of these rules, are you sure you can pay for it?"
"I will not violate this agreement. So, I'm safe," Bella replied, full of confidence.
Justin smiled thinly. "What if I make you pay for this?"
"What?"
"Nothing."
Justin put his signature on the contract agreement. Bella followed.
After the bullshit agreement was signed, Justin took Bella to the boutique. The servants who knew him looked surprised because this was the first time Justin had brought a woman with him to that place.
Justin chose several dresses that he felt were suitable for Bella's body shape. Then, she had the boutique maid take Bella to the dressing room and help her put on the dress one by one.
Bella has tried three dresses. However, all is not looking good in Justin's eyes. Bella felt tired and bored.
"Is this the last one?" Bella asked the boutique maid when she saw the black dress being taken out.
"There are five more, miss," replied the maid.
"I will be going crazy with all this.” She complained. "Hopefully he can see properly this time."
The two shop assistants smiled. They helped Bella into the crimson dress. The dress was designed by one of the famous designers in Paris. Presumably, the designer made the dress, especially for Bella. Because she looks so beautiful and elegant when wearing it. Until Justin did not blink looking at Bella.
Justin has attended hundreds of parties and met various women. However, no matter what spell he just heard, Justin felt that Bella was the most beautiful and elegant woman he had ever met.
Justin came to Bella. His gaze never left Bella. With a quick motion, Justin grabbed Bella’s hips, then whispered, "You look amazing."
Bella wants to make the distance between them, but Justin goes against her request.
"What are you doing?" She asked.
"All of them are my stepmother's people. Your act starts from here" Justin whispered again. Softer than before.
Bella stroked Justin's nape. She whispered sweetly, "Why didn't you say this earlier, Mister Justin? I hope you haven't forgotten the contents of our contract."
"Oh, sorry. I'll pay the fine after the party."
"Do you like it, Baby Girl?”
“Yes, Honey.”
“Honey? I love that.” Justin smiled sweetly.
“They are the sweetest couple ever,” said the boutique maid to her friend.
“I agree with you.”
They returned to their upright positions, flashing fake smiles at each other, and acting seductively. They did it. “I took this dress”.
"Okay, Sir," replied the boutique maid.
From the boutique, they drove to the hotel where Emily's party was held. Bella was dumbfounded at the sight in the lobby. Ferrari, Bugatti, Jaguar, Rolls Royce, and even Tesla's newest car are parked there.
"Are you the son of the president?" Bella asked.
"No. I'm just the son of a food vendor," Justin said lightly.
Bella laughed. "You have got to be kidding."
"No. You even ate it earlier."
"What? I only ate instant noodles and ... Eagle Wings?" Bella's eyes widened.
"Exactly. I am the CEO of Eagle Wings and heir to the Eagle Eyes Group." Justin got out of the car.
Bella hurriedly caught up. "Wait! Wait! So, you are Justin Aleandro, the son of Steven Aleandro?"
"Yap, Baby. You are not going to break down and pay the fine, are you?" Justin smirked.
It looks like Bella will run away. She was silent with her eyes staring at him