The Billionaire's Hunt

The Start of a Relationship

Jade's P.O.V

"Ms. CEO, vice president of Lu Enterprises said that he would like to postpone your meeting." my secretary read the letter while informing me.

"And why is that?"

"He said that you would soon get to see for yourself on the news."

I hummed. She grabs the remote control on the table that was in the center of the office and turned the television on.

"Breaking News. This, just in, that Vice President of Lu Enterprises' daughter had a car accident after school just ended-"

"Oh," was all I could say after my secretary turned off the television.

"If I may voice out my concern, Ms. CEO?"

"Sure."

"Lately, many of those are happening lately. I am worried for your safety."

"Oh, please. I don't think anyone hates me." I shrugged it off.

My secretary had this face that says 'are you kidding me'?

"Wha?"

"Ms. CEO. You have trampled many competitors on your way to where you are right now."

"It's all on them. They were too boring to even strive. Their incompetence is none of my concern." she just sighs.

"Fine. And Ms. Kheshannah says to call her whenever you feel like it. She has something to say."

"Thanks."

She turns her back at me and starts walking to the door. When she was already gone, I dialed Kheshannah's number. It rang two times before she answered.

"Hi! This is Kheshannah West speaking." are all influencers all this friendly when speaking to everyone on the phone?

"Girlfriend." I heard choking in the background. I assume it was someone else, since it wasn't that near to the phone. In the middle of someone choking, I hear someone sigh to which I assume was Kheshannah.

"Seriously? Why are you even choking?"

[Girl, you have a sexy ass girlfriend. Why wouldn't I be? I'm jealous as fuck.]

I smiled subtly. Of course I'm hot. I knew that. My ego was boosted by that compliment.

"As if. Anyway, I waited for your call."

[Oh, I bet you were waiting for her call. She is damn hot.] I chuckled lightly.

"Am I on speaker?"

[Busted.] her friends say in the background.

"Why, yes, since my friend is making all those unnecessary compliments."

"Ehem. So, why did you want me to call?"

"When you're done there, can you come over?" at the back of my head, my mind was already making up scenes of what would happen if I came over.

Gosh. Of course I'd be mad if I didn't come over. We both knew what was in that folder. We weren't that innocent, she knew that too.

"I can come over right now." I hung up and grabbed my things.

I opened the door and had eye to eye contact with my secretary. She nodded as if I had said something.

"Have a safe trip to heaven, Ms. CEO." I rolled my eyes and waved goodbye.

I drove to her condo as not so fast as I could. What would people think? That I was whipped for Ms. Kheshannah West? Hell no.

We haven't really made it official yet, but the public were gaining in on us. She said that she had the perfect plan to announce our relationship while officially commencing her mission to make her ex-boyfriend jealous. If you ask me, someone who didn't engage in romantic relationships or whatsoever before, think that it's completely and utterly useless and stupid to get back to something that doesn't want you back.

I parked my car and headed towards the elevator. We exchanged information as soon as she signed that folder, even passwords to her social media account. I didn't have one since I deemed them not productive and when she knew that, she created an account for me. And guess what she did first? She followed herself first before even putting up my profile picture.

I knocked on the door twice before coming in. Her condo wasn't exactly big nor small. It was a studio-type condo unit and she was proud of it. I saw the smile on her face when she said that.

"I own a studio-type condo. I bought this for myself after a year of hard work. Being an influencer is also a hard job, you know."

"I don't."

Her smile was so bright that her pearly whites shined, reflecting the sun's rays. It was blinding.

"Hey," she opens the door and pulled me in.

She kissed me briefly, then went back to sit on the sofa with someone.

It was part of the contract that every time we met and left, there'd be a kiss. I should've put a french kiss but that would be too obvious. I wouldn't be able to hold myself back whenever she french kisses me. We'd have two sexes in a day.

"Wow, first day and already lovey dovey."

"I assume you're Ashley?" Ashley stands up and shakes my hand with a flirtatious smile.

Ashley has been fan girling over me for a couple of years now and Kheshannah was totally okay with it. Ashley is bisexual and Kheshannah said that I'm the only woman who can turn Ashley into a lesbian w***e. Kheshannah was fine with it since she trusted her friend and also the fact that this was all a setup.

"Hello, Ms. Dreamy."

"Quite cheesy there."

We turned to sit down and I sat down behind Kheshannah. She was facing Ashley, which made her turn sideways. I snake my hand around her flat stomach.

"So, what did you want me here for?" I bet she'll ask me to take her right here and now, in front of her best friend. Man, I'd love that.

"We're going to attend a party."

Say what now?

"Party?"

"Geez, I'll turn away for a second. My eyes are hurting." Ashley stood up and went to the fridge to start looking for something.

"Some famous influencer invited us,"

"Ashley and you?"

"And a plus one."

"Is your ex going to be there?"

"Duh, why would we go there in the first place?"

"Right."

Ashley came back with a soda in her hand and clicked her tongue.

"I'm tellin' you, Ms. Dreamy, that guy has no face. My friend, Kheshannah, has everything and that guy has nothing. Not even a pretty face, and is that what my beautiful friend gets? I would say 'no'. I told ya, girl. That guy was a joke!"

Ashley was quite talkative when she was sober. I guess I liked that since I had no one to talk to for years. She has this vibe that says she could get along with everyone she wanted.

"Girl, shush." my eyes widened as Kheshannah talked like that. It was something that I didn't get to witness for the past two meetings we had.

"It's as if you're a sexy black woman under a white woman's body." I whispered so softly.

The little hair on her neck stood up. She slaps my thigh a little and shakes her head.

"Alright, we'll go to that party. But,"

"I knew it." I smirked.

"You don't get to leave my side."

"Even when I go to the toilet?" she turns her head to face me. God, her lips are so close I could just eat them.

"Yes."

"You are both sexually frustrated. And I'm gettin' horny myself. Now, if you'll excuse me, I shall meet you two later. Bye!"

Ashley grabs her purse and raced to the door. When I heard the door click, I pushed Kheshannah on the sofa. She was only wearing a sleeveless dress which made her boobs look bigger, and tight little shorts. You could see her butt check underneath.

"Kheshannah," I locked eyes with her cyan ones. They were so deep I could drown.

"Jade,"

"Let us pick a nice dress for you. What's your measurement?"

"It-"

"Wait, let me measure it myself."

I trace my fingers on her curvy hips, slowly grazing on her skin.

"Your shirt is on the way. Let's pull it up a little."

As soon as my finger touched her bare skin, she let out a breath that I didn't know she was holding. I retraced my finger's movement and went up little by little.

I looked at her eyes and saw that they were a lot deeper than before. It was as if she was begging for me to make a move.

I slid my finger into her lower breast and eventually made its way to her n*****s. She wasn't wearing a bra and it made me want her even more. But I didn't want to make the first move. I flicked her n****e softly, making her moan a little, then stood up, leaving both of us more frustrated than ever.

"Let's buy you a dress." she sits upright and recollected herself before glaring at me. I just stared blankly at her perked up n*****s, then looked away.

They look so f*****g delicious.

"I can buy it on my own."

"Section 19?" I heard her sigh.

"Party B has no right to decline any offer Party A is about to give."

"Good. Dress up."

She walks to her walk-in closet and loudly shuts the door. For a studio type, she had installed a walk-in closet. It just says that she cares more about fashion than food. Well, since she lives alone, she can eat everywhere she likes.

As soon as she was done dressing up and applying what little make-up she put on, she crossed her arms and glared at me.

"Let's go."

We walked to my car and went off to the nearest mall. As soon as we entered the mall, gazes were already in on us. Their eyes were following us.

"Here, use this card to buy whatever dress you like. I'll be in a salon."

"Aren't you going to accompany me?"

"We'll see each other in a couple of hours. We'll have dinner and go back to your condo."

"Fine."

She stomps her feet, dragging herself away. What did she want me to do anyway? It's not like I love picking out girly women's clothing.

I walked to a friend of my mom's salon. Before the person assigned to me could talk, I pointed out the one that I wanted.

You see, I am not a pure American. I am half Asian and half American. If I remember correctly, my father was a Filipino and he also has Korean blood and Spanish, so basically, I don't know what I am. Mother said there were more since the Philippines was raided by a lot of countries, so I lost count.

I wanted my long hair gone. I wanted what I thought would look good on me. It was a popular Korean hairstyle and as soon as I pointed to the look I wanted, the hairstylist gasped and nodded obnoxiously.

I knew I made the right choice.

Two hours had passed since I had my hair cut and colored light brown on the outside. I've always wanted to do this but it seems that now was the only perfect time to actually do so.

"Goodness me. So handsome."

I paid no heed to the people's gaze and compliments. I just paid for the service and called my dear Kheshannah.

"I'll be right there."

I hurried my way to Kheshannah and bumped into a couple of shoulders before I actually met her.

"What took- oh,"

Oh? That's it? That's all I get? Is her boyfriend so handsome? Oh wait, Ashley said her boyfriend didn't have much of a face. Does she love her boyfriend that much as to not care about me?

"Let's go eat dinner."

I dared not grab her hand and left her there. I am not boastful that I am a multi-billionaire, but seriously? I have good looks and she doesn't even appreciate that? It's as if her ex-boyfriend hypnotized her or something. Wait, maybe he did. I'll hire some shaman or whatever. I'll have someone check on Kheshannah.

"Wait, let's get a selfie."

"Ugh." she runs up in front of me and then positions the camera in front.

I was a little taller than her and that made me smile involuntarily. I smiled a little at the camera and looked away after one single shot.

"I don't even look good in that picture."

"I do."

"Duh. You're naturally born beau- handsome."

"Gee, thanks."

"Your Two Block haircut rocks." I stopped walking and turned to her.

"Rocks?"

"What?"

"You're more, hm, childish than I thought."

"Gee, thanks." she rolls her eyes and walks ahead.