POV
Millie
X is parked in the front of the apartment building in a nice-looking black car. I open the door and he's got an earpiece in talking to someone. I stay quiet and try not to eavesdrop but it's literally impossible because I'm right next to him. I grab my phone for distraction, I got a text from Steph about an hour ago.
Steph: X just came here demanding to know where you are, he wouldn't take no for an answer so I caved and said you were at Chase's. He doesn't know the address but when this guy wants something he will find a way to get it. I'm just giving you a heads-up he may be able to find it
I text her back
Me: yeah.. I've been found…
I hear X starting to get pissed off, "Tell him if it's not done by tomorrow at 7 am then he's going to be dealing with me," he says while radiating power and hangs up.
I almost feel bad for whoever he's talking about, even though I don't know the situation. I keep my head down looking at my phone like I wasn't just trying to piece that conversation together.
"Sorry about that baby, work never ends" he says with a deep exhale.
I look up at his gorgeous face, where a strand of brown hair has fallen over his forehead "It's fine" I say quietly and look away from him before I start drooling right in front of his face.
"Can I ask you something" I say. He keeps his eyes on the road and nods his head.
"How did you get my phone number and how'd you find chase's apartment?" I ask curiously.
He looks at me for a second and then back to the road "I have my ways" he says dryly.
"And that is?" I ask.
"Millie, I just have my ways okay? If I want to find someone's phone number or where they live, whether it's here or in another country I have my way." he says annoyed.
"Okay," I say as equally annoyed.
He takes my hand in his tatted-up one and rubs my knuckles in an apologetic gesture.
This guy is such a hothead for no reason.
Instead of pulling up to the front of the house and parking in the area where I used to park, we pull into a fully enclosed garage that reminds me of a mall. It has two stories full of expensive sports and luxury cars everywhere. X pulls into a spot and parks the car.
He turns to me and says "Give me your car keys, I'll have someone go get your car later." I hand him my keys and we step out of the car.
He grabs my bags and we walk a short distance to an elevator that I think is a private one. When we make it to the 4th floor, which is the penthouse, we enter into a hallway and then walk to the black door with a fancy gold door handle, he sets my bags down and unlocks the door, when he opens it I'm in awe.
The place is bigger than I could ever imagine and in tip-top shape. The layout is mostly open concept and I can see the kitchen from the doorway which is huge. Expensive is written all over the place.
I look over at him and he scratches the back of his neck "Um, I don't really have a guest bedroom, I don't usually let people stay with me." he says sort of embarrassed.
"You know I can just stay with Steph again right?"
He shakes his head and say "No, not happening, you can sleep in my bed and I'll sleep on the couch."
He can't be serious..
"No, no I'll take the couch." I say as fast as I can.
"Babe, you're not sleeping on the couch and that's final." he demands and I put my hands up in surrender.
"Let me show you to the room, I have some work to do in my office, which is down the hall here, I'll probably be a couple of hours, so get comfortable and do whatever you want" he says guiding me to his room.
We get to the door and he opens it for me and then leaves walking over to his office and closes the door.
His bedroom is huge and the first thing I notice is the balcony, it makes me feel uneasy immediately, reminding me of him and Penelope. He has a king-sized bed, and behind it is a wall full of white bricks. There's a bathroom off to the side, which is probably the size of my old apartment. A beautiful white brick fireplace sits across from the bed and there are couches along the wall for whatever reason. I'm actually pretty surprised because this place is cozier than I expected, even though I'm certain I could get myself lost in this penthouse.
I step outside on the balcony, it's significantly larger than the one at Steph's place. It's gorgeous out here, and the views are even better, you can see everything from this high up, the ocean is absolutely gorgeous from here. There is outdoor patio furniture and a pretty-looking fire pit in the middle of it.
What on earth does this man do to afford all of this?
I go back inside and lay on the most comfortable bed I've ever been in before. I feel like I'm lying on a cloud right now. I pull back the black comforter and slide underneath it, I can stay here in this bed for the rest of my life and it'd be fine by me.
Black is an interesting choice of color for a bed but it works so well with the design of the room. The contrast between the black comforter and the white brick wall behind me is perfect. There is a large TV across from the bed hanging above the mantle of the fireplace. I feel like I'm in a dream right now, this room and this whole house is just absolutely beautiful.
I secretly want to finish off the season of The Bachelor so I look around for a remote to the TV but can't seem to find it. I look inside a drawer and lo and behold I find it, but it's next to a Glock .45 hand gun which is loaded, and a box of opened magnum condoms.
Oh my god, this is humiliating for me, I grab the remote and close the drawer pretending I didn't just see what I saw. I turn on the TV scrolling through Netflix to find The Bachelor, once I find it, I dive right into where I left off fulfilling my new guilty pleasure.