All Chapters of Easy, Mr. Bigshot: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

The receipt made my heart stop.This dress cost 3500! Wearing it would be like wearing my bank account! And I had just agreed to spend almost my whole month’s salary, which hovered around 4000 dollars, on this single damn dress!As I almost passed out, I glanced at Jethro. I could afford the dress, but the idea of dropping nearly a whole month’s salary on it twisted my stomach."This… This costs a fortune…" I mumbled.His self-satisfied smirk made me wish I had never offered to pay him back. Why did I go and complicate things?"You said you’d pay, so pay up," Jethro challenged as he oozed with triumph."Could I pay you back in a few days? I’m a bit short on cash."How on earth was I going to scrounge up 899 dollars that quickly? If I weren't desperate for clothes, I'd have returned the dress that very second and saved myself the financial headache."No big deal." Jethro shrugged. To him, the price of this dress was just chump change. He probably raked in enough in one day to bu

I hung up and flagged down a cab, racing back to Summer's place. In about thirty minutes, I was at the doorstep, and she was similarly home. When I entered the house, I saw Summer cheerfully washing some fruits, and Claude lounging on the sofa.Laying eyes on that deceitful man reignited my fury. How dare this bastard show his face around here! But before I could go off on him, Summer saw me and enthusiastically ushered me inside."Welcome home, Rina! Help yourself to some fruit. I picked up a bunch today." She grabbed my arm and pulled me into the house.I locked eyes with Claude, who met my gaze and smirked defiantly. As Summer led me away, I pointed at Claude as I struggled to keep my cool and asked, "Why is he here? I told you I have something important to tell you. Why did you bring him home?"I had come home with every intention to reveal Claude's true nature to Summer, but with him present, how could I even begin?"Rina, Claude and I are now incredibly close. You can say wh

"What's with the attitude? I've put up with you for a long time now. This mess is all your fault! If it weren’t for you, none of this would’ve happened!" My anger boiled over, and I allowed it to spill onto Jethro.I had never raised my voice against him before, and an awkward silence stretched out after my outburst. When Jethro finally spoke, his voice was colder than ever."Serena, have you lost your mind? Do you know who you're talking to?"Though we were just on a call, I could picture his dark and unsettling scowl."I don't have time for this. If I don't find somewhere to stay, I'll have to sleep on the streets tonight." My emotions were high, but my immediate concern was to find a place to crash.Just as I was about to hang up, I heard Jethro ask, "Sleep on the streets? Where are you right now?" Detecting the urgency in my voice, his tone softened considerably."I'm wandering the streets with nowhere to go. Happy now?" I snapped back, then hung up.I was tired of hearing h

I hardly slept a wink. Waking up to dark circles in the mirror, I let out an annoyed sigh. I made some breakfast though my appetite was missing. After pushing my food around the plate, I headed out to the office.True to his word, Jethro planned to stay at the company for half a year. I thought he was exaggerating, but he really seemed to be settling in. I peeked at his temporary office a short distance away. Considering what happened last night, I felt a rising sense of unease. Every encounter with him was pressure-filled. With the prospect of seeing him almost every day for half a year, I wondered how I would manage. At least Jethro’s a workaholic. Once he was lost in his work, he pretty much ignored the rest of the world, including me.As the workday neared its end, my phone buzzed. Ignatz’s name flashed across the screen. A sudden panic seized me. I hesitated, stealing a glance at Jethro's office. He was deeply focused on his paperwork, so I took the call."Are you busy, Rina? W

He whispered into my ears, his voice dripping with seductive undertones. His fingers traced the contours of my face, then glided downwards, leaving a trail of heat in their wake. Keenly aware that surrendering to Jethro's touch was an inevitability, I gathered what little willpower I had left and nudged him away.“I-I need to take a shower," I said, escaping his embrace and dashing into the bathroom.My heart pounded like a wild drum. The way Jethro could so easily unsettle me annoyed me to no end.I quickly undressed and stepped into the shower, letting the water wash over me. The thought of what was to come made me both nervous and oddly excited. After standing under the water for thirty minutes, I switched off the shower and realized my mistake. In my haste, I had forgotten to bring my nightwear into the bathroom. Worse still, the only available towel was the one Jethro was using.As I grew flustered, I contemplated my next move. Though Jethro had seen every inch of me, the idea