Chapter 6: Contract Arrangements

Blair Monore

The next few days after signing the contract were an absolute blur for Blair.

She quit her job. Movers came and boxed up everything valuable that she owned. She told her landlord she was moving. And suddenly she was living in Zeke’s apartment building. She had an apartment under her name two floors below Zeke’s penthouse suite. Her apartment was much, much, much larger than her old apartment, The movers helped in moving her things into the apartment, she had shopped for new clothes, bags a whole new wardrobe with Zeke's credit card, even the furniture the movers helped her with were all brand new.

Zeke had given her an apartment in his building so she could have a freedom and space, but the original plan is to stay with him in his own house. We're supposed to play to new couple who move in together and Zeke was thoughtful enough to know sometimes she needed her space just as he needed his too. 

She was reorganizing her dishes when there came a knock on the door. She opened it, thinking it was the movers.

“You really should be more careful who you open the door to,” Zeke teased. He stood in the hallway with fresh flowers as he leaned against the door frame looking cocky and sexy.

“I shouldn’t let you in?” she asked, reaching for the flowers.

“You should let me in,” he agreed. “But you didn’t know it was me.”

“Says you.” She held open the door and went to put the flowers in a vase. These ones were red roses and they somehow smelled even better than the ones from before. It took her a minute to locate her spare flower vase. If he kept bringing her flowers like this, she was going to run out of places to put them.

“What do you think of the apartment?” he asked her, looking around...

“Its better than I could ever imagine,” she told him as she arranged the flower stems to best show off the blossoms. “And the apartment is perfect. The elevator ride is about ten seconds and I have an amazing view.”

She turned from the sink and smiled at him.

“Thank you,” she said, taking a step toward him.

“I’m glad you like it,” he replied. His eyes watched her and although his mouth didn’t smile, his eyes did. So you're ready?

“For?” Blair asked, not quite understanding.

“I cleaned out a drawer for you,” he replied. “We are supposed to look like we’re moving in together. I already made a deal with a reporter I trust to get the news about us out there in a respectful way. We need someone to write a convincing article about the two of us to get our story out there. Of course there will be doubts and more article that debunks the original article that states You're my live in girlfriend but we can make it work”He says with a dead serious look on his face

“Right.” Her heart fluttered. This was what she came here for, this was her job and her part of the contract. He had cleaned out a drawer. No one had ever done that for her. Even though it was all fake, it still felt like this was something important.

“So you ready? Only if you want,” he continued. “I don’t want to push you.”

“Let me grab some things,” she told him. She grinned and ran off to her new bedroom. It only took a moment to throw some socks, underthings, and pajamas into a bag. She added a comfortable dresses, skirts, pants and some t-shirts so she could have something easy to wear. Even though it was only two floors down, she didn’t want to do the walk of shame if she didn’t have to.

“That’s it?” Zeke asked when he saw her small bag. She had actually taken out a sweater thinking it might be too much.

“Yea"she told him. She wasn’t sure just how big the drawer was. If she had space, she would bring up more. It wasn’t like she had to go far.

“Okay.” He smiled and held her door open for her. In the elevator he scanned his fingerprint. Hers was in the system now too. She could ride up and down to the penthouse using her own thumb.

Zeke hurried to the door and pressed his palm to the sensor. She now had access to that, too, but it was nice that he was being chivalrous. He held the door open for her as she stepped inside.

The apartment was just as she remembered it. Clean white lines and modern design. She loved the warm light coming in through the windows and the way she could see everything from up here. The two floors, as well as the wrap-around windows really did make a difference to the view.

She stepped inside and found herself staring at expensive art pieces hanging on his wall. Awards for business related purposes, there were trophies too!

"Wow"She whispered..

He looked at her like she had two heads for a moment before motioning down a hallway. “This way.”

They walked through a gourmet kitchen where Blair could see a wine fridge as well as every kitchen gadget she’d ever heard of. She didn’t linger long as she didn’t want to lose sight of Zeke. The apartment was as big as many houses she had only dreamnt about or seen in a celebrity tv show or reality show..

They went to the master bedroom. A giant bed dominated the middle of the room with soft gray furniture on the sides. It reminded Blair of a spa she’d once been to only she didn't go there for spa treatments but to deliver pizza to the staff. Everything in the room was warm, soft, and comfortable.

Zeke made sure she was still with him as he went to the master closet. He opened the door and she did her best not to gasp.

The closet was bigger than her old bedroom.

“This side is yours,” Zeke explained, motioning to a series of empty shelves. She could fit her entire wardrobe and then some in the space he had just given her.

“This is a bit more than a drawer,” Blair said, taking a step inside. Her small bag of things felt pitiful now. She should have brought the sweater.

“I want you to be comfortable,” he replied with a shrug.

“Where did you put your things?” she asked. Opposite her shelves were matching ones, only filled with dark leather shoes, suits and various other clothing.

“It was all last season.” Her eyes got big and he laughed. “I didn’t really have much there. All I need are suits for work, gym stuff, and a couple of things to wear to the beach. It wasn’t hard to condense.”

“Thank you,” she whispered, looking back at her new closet space.

“Of course,” he replied. He checked his watch. “I’m afraid I have to get to work. Will you be alright by yourself?”

“Yes,” she assured him. Then she stopped and gave him a naughty grin. “What if I said I wouldn’t be?”

“Then I would cancel my very important meeting with one of my biggest shareholder who actually hates my gut and stay with you.” He narrowed his eyes. “You aren’t going to make me stay, are you? It really is kind of important.”

“No, I won’t,” she promised with a laugh. “I’ll save it for when I really need you to stay with me.”

He grinned at her. “I’ll be home in late hours so Any preference for dinner?”

“Your pick,” she said. “I don’t know what your kitchen looks like or where the nearest grocery store is.”

“You don’t have to cook. Unless you want to. There’s a menu hanging in a binder on the fridge. Look through it. The chef will make it for us.”

“The chef?” Blair asked.

“Yes, the chef. I don’t have time to make my own healthy meals every night,” he told her. “So pick something, and we’ll have dinner tonight. Here.”

She loved the way he looked at her. Like dinner at home with him was something worth looking forward to.

“Okay.” Her stomach did the happy flutter again. “I’ll see you then. You should get going or you’ll be late.”

“Maybe I just don’t want to leave,” he said softly. Her heart trembled.

“I don’t really want you to either,” she whispered back. “But, you did say it was important. And, I’ll make it worth your while after dinner.”

His eyes lit up. “That sounds like a perfect idea.”

He leaned over and kissed the top of her head. She warmed from the touch of his lips straight down to her toes.

“Have fun unpacking,” he said, and then quickly turned and headed out the door 

Blair watched him go, her heart beating fast. Unpacking was nice, and she was looking forward to a delicious meal, but it was the after-dinner activity that she was most excited about...

A part of her was scared about mixing pleasure to their arrangements but It's an attraction she doesn't want to deny or ignore. At least bedding him won't be difficult because they have chemistry..

But she needed to remind herself about what Mr Thorne said. He did say lots of things..

Money open many doors and it did for her. As she stared at herself in the mirror she couldn't recognize herself. She had undergone a complete makeover, her hair that used to be covered in sweat and grease miserably bummed on top of her head in an hair net is now falling so softly around her shoulders and it had an amazing shine to it. The hairstylist was super expensive but did magic. Her clothes were in her wardrobe and even the one she was putting on were worth millions of dollars, am amount she couldn't even dare dream about.

She had an apartment to her name, she could sell it or put it up for rent and it would bring in millions of dollars.. As thankful as she was, the real game had just started.

Soon the world would hear about her, she would be judged if she was the right fit for Zeke Armani the billionaire, critized by the people and press. Her stomach quivers when she thinks of the reality of what she had agreed to but this was the path she choose!

She would try her best to enjoy the best and good part of it, the juicy part is she couldn't wait to taste Zeke!