19

Ashley’s POV
Early the next morning at five o'clock as usual, Stacy came and woke me up.
“Good morning Ashley” Stacy happily greeted. I wonder why she is always happy as early as this. So I concluded that she must be a morning person.
“What’s good about the morning?.” I grumble.
“Well for the fact that you're alive, you can talk, you can walk, you can use all parts of your body. That is enough to be good about the morning!.” Stacy dropped her motivational quote. I rolled my eyes at her.
We entered the gym and I scanned the machines. Since she is in a good mood today, I pray that she doesn’t make me try all the machines.
“Let’s warm up, we are doing the push up and Dive today!.” Stacy said and I looked at her to make sure I heard it right.
“Pardon?” I asked.
“We are doing only today except you want to do me?.” Stacy asked.
“What no! The two are good.” I immediately started and headed for the machine. I wonder why we are only doing two today, she must be in a really good mood that Is why.
After the warm up, I started the exercise which didn’t last for more than an hour plus.
“Can I ask you a question?.”
“Yes, sure!” Stacy gave me a go ahead sign with her hand as she drank water.
“Why are you so happy today?.” I asked her.
“What question is this? Are you trying to tell me that I do not used to be happy except today or what?.” Stacy asked with a frown on her face.
“What no! If you notice I said ‘so’ happy which means you are extra happy than you usually are!”. I explained.
“Well, remember the Macasa Contract I told you about?” Ashely asked.
“Yes I do. You got it?.” I asked her and she nodded her head. I let out a scream and immediately hugged her.
“Congratulations you deserve it! I am very happy for you!” I said still hugging her. Stacy has told how she has been after the contract for a whole year. Stacy owns her own fitness brand that sells fitness products. By getting the contract, she will be supplying products for the whole football team in the champions league. I am so happy for her.
“Thank you Ashely! You seem more excited than me!.” Stacy said.
Why wouldn’t i? That also means no more morning exercises. I am not going to say that out loud though.
“That’s because I know how much you wanted to win the contract.!” I sincerely said.
“Enough of me, how was your outing last night?.” Stacy asked me.
“It was more than boring. Is this the dinner parties you rich people always attend?.” I asked.
“Sadly it is. I have always looked for one excuse or the other that keeps me from attending!”. Stacy exclaimed.
And after that, we spend about two hours in the gym gisting.
After that, I went into my room and found a parcel on my bed. On the card it read “from Xander!”
I wondered what Xander bought for me. I quickly opened the package and grasped it when I saw what was in it. Inside the parcel is a brand new Macbook and an iPhone twelve smartphone.
Omg!!! I can’t believe he brought this for me. I am looking for ways to ask him to get me a phone and he already got it for me. I checked the phone and the Mac book, both of them have been configured already.
Impressive!
I immediately went to his room and knocked but it was locked. Knowing Xander, he must be in his office already.
I don’t know if it's an office and so I head downstairs to find someone who will take me there. Luckily enough for me, I found Rick at the foot of the stairs and he took me to the office.
“Come In!”. A voice from inside the office said!.” I immediately opened the door and entered. The whole term of the office is dark and steel masculines. So Xander likes it.
“How can I help you?”. Xander asked in a business tone.
“I wanted to thank you for your parcel!.” I said nervously. I don’t like the sound or how he is looking at me right now.
“No need. Already saved on your phone is my number, Rick’s and Stacy! You can call us if there is an emergency!.” Xander explained and I
nod at him. After that he kept quiet and so I turned to go.
“Ashley!.” Xander called making me to stop.
“Yes?.” I said as I turned back to face him.
“I would like it if you would escort me somewhere tonight!.” Xander said in a voice that sounded more like he was commanding than asking.
“Again? It is another dinner party?.” I asked him.
“No. This is more of a mafia gathering . We are going to a club and so dress like it. I will be expecting you to be ready by 7.” Xander instructed and with that, I left his office.
****
Xander’s POV
By six four five, I was already ready in my suit and I decided to check on Ashley.
I stopped outside Her door. That little problem of a girl.
Thank the heavens she has been on her best behavior for days now I don’t need to go hard on her.
I was taking her out to dinner. It was a
dumbass idea, but if she was going to
standing by my side, I might need to start treating the little girl better.
I straightened the tie on my suit jacket, adjusted the 9-millimeter in my pocket and knocked on the door.
Why the fuck is she keeping me waiting?
I flew open the door...and stared.
I had been doing that a lot lately, I couldn't
help it, but I am a man who enjoys beautiful
things.
She was dressed in the spaghetti strapped short black dress that I had picked, her long black hair was cascaded around her shoulders.
I could not help but stare.
There was a kind of innocence that surrounded her, and I fucking hated it.
She looked so fucking pure and sweet, it made
me want to fuck her tight ass pussy all the more.
She might not be as big an idiot as I thought.
In truth, I didn't want any girl to be in my life.
Especially not some whore.
I don't know why the fuck I bought her.
I was high as hell, I had been sitting in on
those auctions for hours Gripping the BID
button like some bastard for hours without
pressing it once.
I don't know why I bought her. The first thing
I noticed her innocence. These auctions were for prostitutes and low-life's who had been picked off the streets.
This girl was so goddamn different. When they said she was a virgin, and so fucking young I don't know why the fuck my interest peaked.
And I had spent a million of the mafia's..my mafia's money on her.
I hope she was fucking worth it.
She was taking too fucking long.
“I hate waiting for people to miss Johnson!” I said to her as we left her room.
“Sorry!.” She said and we kept walking.
I pulled her through the halls and into the
garage where all of my personal vehicles were
stored.
I smirked as she stared, her big blue eyes
glimmered as she took it all in.
"You own all of these?" She asked slowly, and
I shrugged.
"Ya!”
Ferraris, Lamborghini's, Audi's and so many more super cars lined the walls of my garage.
I tapped my foot impatiently, "pick one.'
She turned back to me, her eyes wide with surprise, "can I?"
"I don't fucking care, just hurry God damn, I'm hungry."
She pointed at my latest Porsche sports car and I almost smiled.
My favorite car.
"Get the fuck in,"
It wasn’t until I packed the car in front of the club that Ashley stopped shouting.
“No offense, but your driving is made. Where are you planning on killing us?.” Ashely asked as she placed her hand on her chest!.
“Stop exaggerating it! Plus it’s a sports car, it will be a sin if I don’t drive it fast!.” I said to her,
“This will be the last time I will ride with you in a sports car!.” Ashely vowed as we both got out of the car.
***
Ashley’s POV
I was still a little bit shaky from the ride. Xander was driving too fast as if he was in a race competition. I don’t want to experience that again.
As we approach the club. I look around it. It is one of those private clubs that has a restaurant in it and a different room for the clubbing itself.
We approached the front, a younger woman
with dark blonde hair greeted us.
Her face was pale and smooth looking, with
dark brown eyes and brightly painted lips.
She smiled brightly when Xander and I approached, her grim faltering when she saw me.
"Mr. Xander, lovely to see you again. May I get
you and your..sister at a table?" She smiled fakery, and I felt the need to stab her thirteen times.
I took a step forward but Xander held me back.
"This is my date, you worthless little slut.
Don't ever disrespect my guest. We'll take a private table with the lake view, now."
I cracked a smile and I felt so victorious as the
the blonde's face went from unjustified cockiness, into pure, red, embarrassment.
Sucks to suck.
"Yes sir." She mumbled as she led us to a
private table in the back of the establishment.