The Billionaire's Hunt

Apologetic

Jade's P.O.V

I woke up feeling groggy as ever. And my mouth felt and tasted horrible. I got up and rinsed my mouth. I was still sleepy.

Thank heavens I didn't have that hangover stuff whenever I overdrink. Though I just remember fragments of last night.

The memory of commuting made me shiver. Well, no s**t.

I took a much needed shower and changed to more casual clothing. It was already noon. I went to the kitchen to try fix myself up some food when the door bell rang.

I went to the door and peep through the peep hole.

"What's she doing here?"

I hesitantly opened the door.

"What is it?"

"I, uhm, have you eaten?"

"Was about to."

My cold reply was highly justified, seeing that she lashed out on me yesterday when I clearly defended her.

"Let's have lunch outside."

"No." I close the door but she stops the door from closing.

I groaned.

"Please?" I opened the door again and took a peek at her face.

Yeah, you better apologize.

"Fine."

I just grabbed a jacket, keys, wallet and phone and then we were on our way to a diner that she so strongly recommend.

As we drive there, I noticed that she was always taking a peek at my bandaged hand. Thankfully, I was sober and didn't mess the wrapping process. That'd be too humiliating.

This time, when we arrived, I didn't open the car door for her and went straight to the entrance of the diner.

"Table for two, please."

"This way, Ma'am."

I follow the waitress and sat down. Kheshannah followed behind and sat down, looking at her hands under the table.

The diner was your regular diner. It has few customers since it was still daytime. It has that 90's vibe and I kinda like it.

"I'm sorry,"

"For what?" I look out the window, feigning interest on the cars running past this very diner.

"For lashing out on you yesterday."

"Really,"

"W-was that not it?"

"I don't know."

I was pissed and a single sorry wasn't enough.

"I'm sorry I took his side. I saw the video a-and thank you for defending me."

"That it?"

"I'll keep myself under control."

"Hmm."

"Uhm, excuse me, but here is your menu." we totally forgot that the waitress was still there.

My eyes shot wide when she spoke. The waitress ran away after she gave us our menu. I look at Kheshannah who now had a red face. The waitress probably heard all that. I wanted to laugh at her face but I have to keep my face straight.

I grab the menu and opened it, purposely making it stand between us.

"I'm really sorry. I know that I'm in a contract with you, for two years, and I won't take it back. I'll, you know, take your side from now on and try to forget about him when I'm with you."

"So you think about him when you're with me?"

"No, no, no. That came out wrong."

"Then what is it,"

Behind the menu, I was already smiling.

"I'll be rational next time. I'm sorry for what happened to your hand too."

I lay the menu down and inspect her face. Her face was down and her lips were quivering. Is she about to cry? Oh my God.

"Look, I was only angry because obviously you're still way into him that you forgot I AM your girlfriend. Contract or not."

"You're right, I'm sorry."

"I can't believe all of my firsts are being taken away with a contracted relationship."

I continue to pick out food. Mhm, they all look delicious. Ooh, especially this egg sandwich and this veggi sandwich. Mhm, my mouth is already watering.

"I'm you first girlfriend?"

"You think?"

"But, but, you're beautifu- handsome. You have the body, wealth. Everything."

"For your information, Ms. Kheshannah, I was so busy building my empire to even date. I was poor before, I didn't have the time to have such leisure."

"What? You were poor?"

Why does everyone look so shocked when they read or hear that I was poor before? Is it that shocking?

"Not all are born with a silver spoon."

"Wo-"

"Hello, I'm sorry about earlier. The waitress apologizes for not speaking up early thus asked me to serve you instead." another waitress served us.

"Tell her it's fine. Oh, and I'd like the veggie sandwich and egg sandwich with extra bacon and cheese, please. You?"

Kheshannah stares at me in shock.

"Your order, Kheshannah?"

"Oh, uhm, uh, j-just, you know, what she's having."

"Alright. Two egg sandwich with extra bacon and cheese and two veggi sandwiches. Is that right?"

"Yes."

"What will be your drinks, ladies?"

"I'll have your thai milkshake, please."

"Alright."

"I'll have water, thanks."

"Your orders will be served within ten minutes."

"Thank you."

The waitress grabbed the menu and went away.

"You were poor?"

"Does it ever finish?"

I run my fingers through my hair, making it a bit messy but still stylish.

"I just can't believe it, you know."

"You were apologizing?"

"Hey, that was already done." she pouts.

Sometimes, she acts like a kid. Is that something that influences should know? Or portray? I want to see her work. I bet she enjoys being an influencer. I can already see how she smiles.

"Right."

I stand up and sat besides her.

"Why are you sitting beside me?"

"Lovers do this."

"Why not just opposite?"

"I don't know. I looked this up once. Still didn't make sense to me."

"Why are you doing this then?"

"I just wanted to. For that kiss."

Without any warning, I kissed her right then and there. I snake my hand around her waist and she wraps her arms around my head, deepening the kiss.

"We're in a diner."

"This is part of my apology."

"Accepted."

We kiss again and this time, she bites my lower lip. The fire in the pit of my stomach ignited again.

"This is dangerous." I managed to say despite between kisses.

"You don't finish what you started when we're somewhere private."

"Try me then."

I painfully detach our lips and smirked. She was obvious hot from that but it didn't matter. The sandwiches were more tantalizing to me now. I was hungry. I had skipped dinner and breakfast.

"Is your hand okay?"

"It bled yesterday and dried. I had to drink. The bandage was sticking like a glue."

"No wonder you had your McLaren in your office."

"You went to the office?"

"Yes, I thought you were there since you were workaholic."

"Ladies, here's your order. Enjoy!"

We dug in and I instantly moaned.

"Ah, this is delicious."

"So you eat fast food chain and diners because you were poor before?"

"Not really. I eat them because they have this internal thing that fancy restaurants doesn't have. I feel at home when I go to places like this."

"Yeah! I totally feel you." she smiles and leans her head on my shoulder.

"You're gonna spill it on my shirt."

"Stop whining."

She ate like that and I didn't mind her. The food was so delicious that I could eat here always but that wouldn't be too healthy. I finished my milkshake and ordered another one.

"How do you stay fit?"

"I trained before."

"Self-defence?"

"That still doesn't answer my question though."

"I don't eat much." she eyes me before asking why.

"Well, I hate eating alone. Thus I only eat when I'm why someone."

"Why do you hate it?"

"I just do."

"What happens if you don't have anyone with you?" she was peculiarly asking me, concerned. I see it in her eyes and brows.

She had an intention that I didn't know of. Her sudden questions makes me feel uneasy.

"I just work."

"Right, then from now on, you'll eat your meals with me."

"No room for negotiations?"

"Nope. Not even a single space for dust."

"It doesn't work like that."

"The what?"

"The dust." she laughs and shakes her head.

"I can feek that you don't have many friends."

I nod, "I don't. They are unnecessary."

Of course I'd be lonely, that's why I was searching for true love but instead I found something else. I had a pretty keen eye on the distance between work and love life but turns out, this relationship of mine is also work.

"Maybe you'll get fat."

"And that benefits you how?"

"You'd be less desirable by then." I crooked smile appeared on my lips.

The word she had described me rang in my ears. My stomach tingling. It was as if my first time hearing somebody saying that I was desirable. It made me feel giddy, like a child getting ice cream.

"You're smiling like an idiot."

And she completely ruined my moment.

"You suck."

"What? What did I do?"

"Nothing."

I noticed that she didn't even finish half of her sandwich and she ordered two. She must've seen the look on my face and wrapped it.

"I'll be giving this to the homeless when we pass by one later."

"You better not waste food and money."

"Geez. Calm down. Yes, Mom." I glare at her, completely loathing the nickname she gave me.

She just chuckles and finishes wrapping. I look at the time and told her that we should go and she agreed. We paid for the food and then thanked the waitress that served us. We couldn't find the first one so we just left.

Kheshannah was true to her words. She did give her sandwich to homeless people on the street. As I drive, she says something that I least expected.

"Can I stay over for a bit?"

"Why?" I was skeptical.

"Well, my fans saw that we were officially a couple sooo, they kinda wanted some content with you in it."

I sighed. This was bound to happen, I anticipated it even. I just hoped it was on much better terms than now. My hand was totally not so healed.

"Is it gonna be live or just plain vlog?"

She hums for a bit, "Live."

"It better not exceed-"

"Give me 2 hours." I saw from my peripheral vision her gesture of two.

"What? That's too long!"

I park in the garage and opened the door for her to let her out. See? I'm such a gentlewoman even with a hand like this.

"I swear I won't bother what you'll be doing."

"You want me in the content but you won't bother me." she was contradicting herself. It was hard to believe what she was saying. It was as if she was playing a mind trick.

"Please? Please?"

I close the car door and sighed. I opened the door for her to come in. She figured that that was my answer.

"Yey," she squealed.

I let her do her preparations as I grab myself some whiskey. I removed my jacket and turned the heater on. For spring, it was already cold. This winter season will be exceptionally cold, I could already feel it.

"Hey, guys and girls! How have you been? Yeah, yeah, I've been great! So, you guys were always asking for a content with Ms. Dreamy and guess where I am right now?" I heard her voice. It was so chirpy and happy.

"Yes! I'm in Ms. Dreamy's house. Oh, you wanna see her? And her new hairstyle? Well, alright but I swore I wouldn't bother her."

"Well, just a look."

I thought of playing with her. I wet my hair a little, making it a little messy hot and slapped my cheeks for a bit, making it flush.

"Hey, you want some whiskey?" I let myself in on the video, looking like a hot mess.

"Wha-" she couldn't complete her sentence and covered her camera.

"What are you doing?" she whispers.

"Asking if you want some whiskey." I twirl the whiskey around the glass.

"I meant your look!"

"Your fans are waiting." she rolls her eyes and tried to angle somewhere I couldn't be seen.

"Wait, I forgot something."

She was about to turn to me when I captured her lips with mine. I bit her lower lip and licked her upper lip, just a little.

"I'll be in my office. Tour yourself around, babe."