CEO Dane Romano, My Fake Boyfriend

Chapter 3 - Our Bedroom

Lexi POV

The following days were spent packing. Actually, I spent only a day packing my old things. Then the next few days, I went shopping and sort my things again.

I did a little shopping to upgrade my wardrobe somehow – a few dresses, cardigans, blazers, tops, skirts, and pants. Not to mention a couple of shoes in neutral colors. I splurged a little of my savings. It would be embarrassing for me and for my boss if my office attire wouldn’t look professional. It wouldn’t hurt as I knew I would get back the money soon and more.

Brianna had packed also, little by little. I had to help her because she was working three part-time jobs and she would be too exhausted when she comes back home to our apartment. Yes, three part-time jobs. Instead of looking for full-time work, she immersed herself in two more part-time jobs. She was just new at the other 2 jobs and now, she had to resign.

I tried to make our last days together less stressful for her, so at times I would drop by her work to bring her some food. She was maximizing her days at work so she could still bring home a good amount of money before she could find work again.

Even with the worry I felt for Brianna, I could not help but think also of the one and only man who made my heart skip a beat. Mr. Dane Romano had brought out feelings that I have not felt before, except for the man who I have met in the club. He made me feel beautiful and sexy. He made me feel hot and wanted. He made me feel like I wanted him back.

Who would not want someone like Dane Romano? The one and only CEO Dane Romano? He was like the epitome of male hotness. I could imagine me tearing up his shirt, running my fingers through his muscular chest and abs, and ravaging his mouth as he did to me a few days ago.

An idea then just hit me.

Should I shave or wax?

I wanted to prepare for the time I would lose my virginity. The probability of losing my v-card to Dane Romano would be high, considering he had asked me if I was a virgin.

Would I want to lose my virginity to him? Would it be worth it?

Just imagining his face, his body on top of mine, made me browse through the internet. I didn’t want to assume. To be honest, thinking about having s*x with him was both scary and exciting. I was definitely attracted to him, but I was afraid, not only about my inexperience, but of the consequences this set-up would bring to me.

My would-be boss was very popular around the business world, even among the movie industry. There were rumors linking him to celebrities - actresses and models alike. I was afraid of being compared and

Anyway, I researched both shave and wax. I haven’t done anything to my hair down there before, so I didn’t know what to do. I couldn’t also ask Brianna, afraid that I would give her the idea of me having a boyfriend or getting laid. She didn’t need to think of me also when she has a lot of things going on in her head.

On our last night together, I have food delivered. I didn’t cook because our small fridge was empty already of food. I thought Brianna and I should eat something we both loved. Chinese food! So, I ordered dimsum, lemon chicken, and some noodles. I bought chocolate cake, too, for our dessert. My best friend would come home from work and I knew she would be famished.

After dinner, both of us were reminiscing and been talking about our future. All good, of course. We laughed, and we cried. I was seated on the floor while she was lying down on the couch.

“I just want you to know that I appreciate our friendship. It meant so much to me, Brie. I don’t know how I would live my life for the next days and weeks without you. I will miss our movie nights. I will miss borrowing a lot of your things. I will miss going home with you.”

I paused for a moment. However, before I could continue, I heard Brianna’s soft snores. I could not help but shed a tear for my friend. As an only child, she bears too much stress from the family.

I tried to wake her up, but she wouldn’t budge. She must be tired to the bones. Not wanting to disturb her anymore, I stood up and took her blanket from her bedroom. I put it on her and went inside my room.

Before I could go lie down, my phone rang. I quickly answered it, even without looking at who was calling. My phone ringtone was too loud and it might wake up Brianna.

“Hel-lo?” I said hesitantly. Who would call me anyway at this time?

“Hi, Ms. Scott. Have you packed your things already? Are you ready for tomorrow?”

“Mr. Romano?” I gasped. I could not believe it! He was really calling me!

“It’s Dane, Lexi. You quickly forgot.”

I could not believe it! He was really calling me!

“But you just called me Ms. Scott.” I hope he wouldn’t hear the smile in my voice. I was beginning to think I sounded like a flirty teenager.

“Fair enough.”

“Why are you calling? It’s Friday night. Shouldn’t you be chilling out?” I face-palmed myself.

What a nice question, Lexi. A good way to get a conversation going.

“I am. Drinking by myself. That’s my kind of chilling out. And also thinking of you.” He said the last line lower than the rest. His voice sent a million tiny jolts in my body, most especially to my waxed intimate area. Yes, I had it waxed.

“So, you have not answered my first questions. Have you packed your things?” He again asked me.

“Yes. I’m done with it.” I said truthfully. I lied down on my bed and hugged a pillow.

“That’s great. Anyway, I won’t make you stay up too long. I just wanted to hear your voice.”

I couldn’t get to think of a good reply. I mustered a simple okay.

“I will see you tomorrow, Lexi. Good night.”

“Good night, Dane. See you.”

It was Saturday morning. I had checked all my things and I was ready to go. It was the same day that my best friend will be going back home too. We have already settled everything with our building administrator and he was kind enough to let us go right away, given our situation.

I haven’t told Brianna about Dane and the extra contract I had signed. I didn’t want her worrying about me when she should focus her attention on her family. I only told her I had accepted the offer for the position of personal assistant and was given a place to stay.

“Please send my love to your mom and dad. I will do my best to help you out, okay? Don’t you worry. I will see you soon.” We had already booked a taxi for Brianna and it had just arrived.

“You better take care of yourself, Lexi.” We hugged for what seemed like forever before pulling apart.

This was the first time that we will be far from each other. We had been together even before we could learn how to walk and it felt really weird to be hearing us say our farewells.

Brianna got inside the taxi and I waved like crazy when they drove away. I just stood at the curb and look at the back of the car as it swerved across traffic.

“Good morning, Miss. Are you Lexi Scott?” A man in a black suit stood before me. “I’m Danny, Mr. Romano’s driver.”

“Ah, right. Hi Danny. I’m Lexi.” I wiped my face with the back of my hands. “I’m sorry.” I chuckled as I apologized. “I just parted with my best friend,” I said as I pointed to where the taxi went to.

I was thanking the heavens that the driver got here just after Brianna left. I wouldn’t want her to see that I was given preferential treatment.

“Oh. I understand. I am sorry to hear that.” He then cleared his throat. “Mr. Romano told me you will bring your things with you. Are you ready to go, Miss?”

“Right. They are upstairs.” I then led him up to our apartment.

In an hour, Danny brought me to a posh apartment. A middle-aged lady in uniform greeted me. She looked like a house staff, which was evident in the uniform that she was wearing. However, I was not sure if she stayed in or out of the apartment. I wished she stays in so I could have someone with me.

“Hi!” she greeted me as she opened the front door for me. “Please come in.”

“Good morning! I’m Lexi.” I smiled widely. “Is Mr. Romano around?”

“Oh! Mr. Romano will be with you in a moment. He told me he was expecting his girlfriend.” She stepped aside from the door so I could come in. Danny would bring my things in a little while. “I’m Martha, by the way.”

“Are you staying here?” I blurted out.

“Oh, no! I’m only here three times a week. Tuesday, Thursday, and Saturday.”

“Oh, okay.”

That’s sad.

“Lexi-baby.” The voice made goosebumps rise from my arms. And there he was. Wearing a tight white muscle shirt and gray joggers, his hair was in disarray that I would like to run my fingers through them.

“Come, I’ll show you to our bedroom.”

“OUR?” I squeaked.