“Kim!” Ava yelled in horror, yanking the device. “I am so sorry. Kim can be quite too much.” Sebastian gave a good-natured laugh. “It’s okay. She is quite refreshing. I have to go now.”“Oh,” She whispered, then almost smacked herself in the face for sounding disappointed. “S-sure.”“We have a date at six. My assistant will come to get you by two so you can get ready.”She frowned at his words when he hung up. What did he mean so she could get ready? She didn’t need his assistant’s help to dress up. She could do quite fine on her own. “If you’re done being such a killjoy,” Kim taunted. “Come help me pick a room.”Ava tossed the brat a glare, feeling angry yet amused at Kim’s antics. She supposed it was hard to stay mad at Kim because she was all the family she knew. A grin formed on her lips and she shrugged. “I’m taking the biggest room anyways.”#####Sebastian found himself smiling as he walked to the board room. For the life of him, he couldn’t figure out why after the call with
Sebastian swerved into the car park of Le Mignon restaurant, one of the best steak restaurants in New York City. At least according to his taste. He was an avid lover of meat and thoroughly enjoyed the way the chefs in Le Mignon prepared theirs. It was a few minutes to six. He would bet his entire company that the paparazzi was somewhere around, ready to record the events of his date with Ava. Exactly why he had sent his assistant to help her dress up for the event. Ava cleaned up quite well, but she was naïve when it came to recent dresses and the trends of celebrities. Heck, he was certain that whatever dress she would have picked would probably be a copy of one a celebrity had worn sometime ago. He could not have that. As his wife-to-be, pretend or not, she was supposed to always appear flawless in public. He could only hope that his goal would be achieved. Stepping out of the car, dressed immaculately in a three-piece navy blue suit, he whipped his phone out to call his assista
To say Ava was nervous was an understatement. Her hands trembled when she reached for her glass of wine and trembled further when she heard Sebastian clear his throat telling her with his eyes that was a wrong move. She froze in mid air stuck in between dropping the glass and looking like a total idiot or drinking the wine and still looking like an idiot anyways. She hadn't known she couldn't drink the wine first before eating! Who made stupid laws like that?! Sebastian pretended to be interested in the steak served before him but in reality he was lost in his head imagining the different weird as hell headlines about his new fiancee.. "The Bancroft Fiancee - More like a Bancroft Mess." "The poor choice of Sebastian Bancroft. She doesn't have a single sense of Etiquette!" Oh yeah, he was doomed big time. He couldn't blame her though however. It was his fault. He had assumed that she would know the proper rules of dining in a large classy restaurant like this. Oh fuck, he had e
Already? Sebastian wanted to say, his eyes dropping into a frown. He was having fun. He didn't want to leave yet. "Maybe after another story about Kim?" He asked, hoping she would take the bait and tell him some more.His shoulders drooped when she shook her head and leaned forward to whisper. "I think I'm drunk." Drunk? She was just on her third glass! Damn, he'd chosen a light weight. He would have to watch out for that whenever they attended events together. He couldn't have his fiancee getting tipsy and blurting out to the entire world that their engagement was a fake. That would sooner kill him than death itself. "Okay," he whispered in reply and rose to his feet, holding out a hand. Ava took it with a giggle and held on to him as tightly as possible. Together, they walked out of the restaurant and slipped into his car. "How…" hiccup. "How did I do?" Ava asked when Sebastian got into the driver's seat and turned on the ignition. "Good Ava." He replied. "You did good…" Whate
"I did nothing to your sister!" He spat, stepping closer to the girl in anger. "I now see how exasperating you can be and frankly I do not understand how your sister can put up with your rattling behavior!"Kim laughed like she had lost her marbles. "Rattling?" She asked, a wild look in her eyes. "You haven't seen ratling yet, you piece of-""Will you keep it down?" Ava groaned, turning on the hard sofa sleepily. "Some of us are trying to sleep here.""Ava!" Kimberly squealed, brushing past the sulking billionaire to kneel beside her sister. "Are you okay? Did he do anything to you?" Ava groaned at the infiltrating voice of her sister wondering what the kid was yammering about. She was so damn tired and needed to sleep some more. "Leave me alone Kim," she mumbled. "I'll advise you to answer her," a familiar deep voice said in irritation, drawing her farther away from the folds of sleep. "Whaaaa…" she trailed off, opening her eyes to see Kim's worried face so close to hers and a pi
Sebastian did not contact her the next day. Ava felt stupid staring at the phone, hoping and waiting for his call. She had considered calling him when she woke that morning but she had reasoned he was probably already at work. He definitely would not want to be disturbed. Besides if she called him, he might think she was only doing so to confirm if the deal between them remained valid- Which was exactly why she wanted to call. It sounded like a bad idea, however. Either that or she was simply being chicken. Sighing deeply, Ava pushed the phone aside and turned her attention to the broth cooking on the electric stove. It had been a long long while since she made any delicacies and considering she had no job; for now, since Sebastian had asked her to give up the gigs she did because they would embarrass him; cooking had seemed like a great way to while away time. And to stop herself from storming into Kim’s room and giving her a tongue-lashing. The crazy girl had stolen her car out o
Sebastian felt his heart still for a minute. What the hell did she mean she couldn’t do this anymore? Was it because he had been displeased the day before? Any man would have been offended! He was accused of harassing a woman. The last thing he would ever want to be associated with. “You can’t do what, Ava?” He asked tentatively. She had to be clearer and had better not be messing with him to make him feel guilty or some shit like that. Natasha had done shit like that several times, playing his emotion and conscience with her wiles. He wasn’t going to put up with that type of nonsense from a woman he was literally paying to be with him. “The interview,” She mumbled. His shoulders slumped in relief. At least she hadn’t said relationship. He had been gearing himself to tell her there was no fucking turning back. She had signed the contract consciously with her whole senses with her. He wasn’t about to get into a scandal that could ruin his relationship with his investors. Wait a dam
“Got another date with Mr lover Boy?” Kim muttered watching her sister prance around the house in a pretty summer dress. Ava stopped dancing, her face red in embarrassment. She had been lost, dancing to a tune in her head, and hadn’t known her sister sat on the couch watching her. “Not…exactly,” She replied, averting her eyes to the wall. “We’re to have dinner together-““At some other restaurant?” Kimberly’s eyes were wide as saucers when she asked the question. They had gone to a freaking restaurant the day before! Was this going to be a daily occurrence or some shit?“No,” Ava mumbled, feeling her face redden even more. “His home.” Kim shook her head, having the guts to look disappointed much to Ava’s annoyance. “Don’t look at me like that!”“Like how?” Kim asked, feigning ignorance as her eyes swept over her older sister’s outfit. “That!” Ava fumed. “That stupid condescending look!”“I’m just wondering why you're wearing “That '' '' Her sister gestured at the yellow frock she