*Isabella's POV*
We were at the airport, Damien and I, waiting for Jacob when the pilot came to address Damien. "We are all ready, sir," he said. "Five more minutes, Matthew," Damien replied and turned to me.
"I swear Jacob will never be on time a day in his life," he spat out in slight anger. Matthew? He's friends with his pilot too? I took a minute to take in Damien's look. I hadn't been paying attention to him since... well, since Jacob arrived. I remember why I always had a crush on him. With his jaw clenched and a serious look on his face. He was so loyal and kind to everybody. He was...
There he was. Sexy-on-legs Lancaster. How can he be like that so effortlessly? His smirk, his unbuttoned shirt, his aviators. I remembered our moment yesterday, in the office, and my chest became heavy with insatiable desire.
"Everyone ready?" Jacob asked as he walked up to us.
"We've been ready since yesterday," Damien replied, his words laced with venom. He rolled his eyes, entered the jet, and left Jacob and me outside.
"What's his problem?" Jacob asked, turning his attention to me.
I glared at him for not knowing what he did wrong.
"I like you better without your boss around," he whispered in my ear and winked at me, stirring something up inside me, but of course, I won't let it show. This is gonna be one hell of a ride.
Then inside of the plane looked so elegant. Luxurious, yet simple just like Damien. I was seated awkwardly beside Jacob as Damien set on the seats ok the other end. The hostess -a very beautiful looking woman - walks over to Damien "Good morning, sir. How are u tonight?" She asked rather flirtatiously boiling up the jealousy inside me.
"I'm fine Chloe" Damien answer in a cold tone. "I'd like you to meet my assistant, Isabella Williams"
She turned looking me up and down looking unimpressed as she rolls her eyes. "Nice to meet you, can I get you anything?" she said obviously gritting her teeth. Her smile without a doubt was fake. This f***ing b**ch who does she think she is.
"Water will be fine-" I replied as quickly as Jacob cut me off. "Oh please, Isabella, you'll need more that just water. Imagine a whole week with your obnoxious boss. I'd say you should start with vodka" sound half joking half serious I couldn't tell which. I took his input into consideration "I'll have red wine, please"
"Okay" she said completely disregarding me and turned to Damien "And for you sir? The regular?" she asked biting her lower lip.
"Of course, Chloe" he replied maintaining his cold hard demeanor.
"Not that anyone would mind me but I'd like a Johnny Black on the rock" Jacob said interrupting Chloe's attempt at flirting with Damien.
Chloe leave just as the pilot makes an announcement. "Good evening, this is your pilot speaking. I'd like to welcome you aboard. We will reach our destination at 07:30 PM local time, approximately one hours and thirty minutes."
That doesn't seem like much right?
*20 minutes later*
Spoke to soon. There is to much testosterone on this plane. Damien and Jacob kept glaring at each other the tension clearly visible between them.
"I'd ask what's your problem, but I won't bother going there. My experience tells me otherwise" Jacob said to him rolling his eyes.
"Beside... your problem is probably me" he added with a smirks running his fingers through his hair. Damien rolled his eyes ignoring his taunt and turns his attention to his phone. I wonder what's their deal.
Damien has been acting all defensive ever since Jacob's appearance. Why does he hate him so much? They are twins after all. It seems it seems Jacob only want to tease him by pulling his leg... it makes no sense.
"Isabella would you like to look over our presentation" Damien firm yet commanding voice broke the silence. I saw an opportunity to get closer to him but someone else saw otherwise. "Oh give the girl a break it's a Friday night" Jacob said clearly interjecting. 'The girl? Is he talking about me like im not right next to him' I thought to myself.
"Jacob won't you please-"
"I need to go to the little girls room" I suddenly spoke interrupting Damien and even surprising myself. 'Little girls room Did I just f***ing say that. I swear to g** these to make me nervous.'
A look of shock was all I saw on Damien face as he quickly covered it with his usual cold and formal demeanor. "Oh course Isabella." As I stood and left I could hear their fighting over me. Damien tried tk whisper but ended up being just as loud as Jacob.
"Would you please stop chimming in to every discussion I have with Isabella. She is my assistant and we have work to do"
"Don't be jealous brother!"
"Keep your voice down!"
I stood nervously in the isle just listening to the bicker about me.
We landed in New York and got to our hotel. "So your will be staying at The Plaza?" Jacob asked.
"No we are just waiting for the hotel to asher us to a mall" Damien replied sarcastically.
"Suits yourselves my place would have been way betted" he countered.
"We should head inside" Damien said as he entered the hotel. "My car is here gotta run" Jacob said as he planted a kiss on my forehead. "See you tomorrow, sweetheart"
I head inside the hotel and straight to Damien. "Sir if I may ask who got the room cause it wasn't me" I asked nervously.
"My personal assistant, Alex" he replied dryly. I sometimes forget I'm not the only assistant he has. At least Alex is a guy.
"Isabella go check in your room. Make yourself comfortable and then stop by my suite, it's room 303." I nod as I start to walk away "I'll be waiting"