Cheating The Billionaire

Chapter 15

Chapter 15

Chase had been dropping in at the studio a lot more often than expected. When Camila learnet about it she wasn’t too pleased.

“What business do you have in my studio, Chase?” Camila called him one day. 

“Just making sure my money is in the right place or not, Camila. I’ve invested in your fashion label, remember?” Chase replied.

“Right, invested, not bought it. I own the damn god brand and studio so stay away and stop disturbing my staff,” She frowned.

“Disturbing? I heard the production soared due to my random visits. In Fact you should thank me for hyping up your otherwise brooding staff,” Chase sniggered.

“Not funny, Chase! The release is just a week away and I don't want you causing a mess!” She huffed and threw her phone.

Phil looked at Chase smiling into nothingness like a highschool lad. “What’s going on?” He asked with a straight face.

“Ah the old lady is boling her blood as usual,” Chase teased.

“Um I meant with the chick working with Camila. You look like a nerd in love with the science professor,” Phil crossed his arms.

Chase got conscious and straightened his face despite his heart smiling thinking about Taylor. 

“Anoukhi called, do you have any idea how f****d up we are?” Phil stated.

“Anoukhi who?’ Chase glanced up at him.

“Christ, we've lost our man!” Phil touched the crease of his forehead. “Geralt Anoukhi, the diamonds that were supposed to be delivered to him but your A hole of a racer dropped it at sea! Ring any bell?” he commented but realised Chase was from his reach.

“The release is just a week away! Phil please handle my meetings for today, i’ve got some urgent business,” Chase requested and hurriedly pulled his car keys.

“Oh boy, he’s fallen in love! This is bad!” Phil sighed and watched as Chase left in his car.

At the studio Taylor was checking the fabric when her assistant asked her to join her and the rest for a coffee break.

“I’m okay, you guys can go ahead!” Taylor said and continued to work.

Time was precious, she couldn’t waste any of it since this was the first time her designs would be out there on the runway.

“Everything has to be perfect to the T…one day I’ll have my own label…” she said to herself when suddenly someone came and stood by her side.

“And that day won’t be far,” Chase’s minty breath startled her.

“Chase?! When did you arrive?” Taylor asked in amusement.

“ just in time to take you out for a break,” he smirked.

Taylor was about to protest when they both heard Camila’s voice from the corridor.

“f**k! We need to hide!” Chase panicked.

“But I work here…Chase!” Taylor complained before he pulled her by the wrist and stepped into the closet.

Sliding the door in the cramped dark closet just before Camila walked in. “ You will have me killed for not being on my desk,” Taylor frowned.

“Not before she kills me first!” Chase replied. “ Ssshhh…she’s here,” he added and adjusted himself.

Their bodies pressed against each other, Taylor could hear her own heart thumping against her chest. Being so close in proximity to Chase felt surprisingly exhilarating for her. With his grip still strong over her wrist she studied his handsome features.

Chase glanced at her and caught her looking dreamily at him. He could feel her sweet warm breath tease his neck. Chase couldn’t resist the urge to kiss her. Reaching for her jaw, he traced the edges with his thumb and lifted her chin.

“Chase…” Taylor whispered before he bent over and kissed her lips.

She closed her eyes and tasted him for the first time. His soft lips brushing against her, savouring her, feeling her. Taylor forgot her loyalties to Zac in that moment of passion and reciprocated to his kiss. It was getting hot and sweaty inside the closet but none of that bothered them.

The kisses were extremely slow, soft and sensual, arousing every part of her being. Taylor swore she wanted this to go on and on without stopping. It had been ages since she had ached for such tender touch. Chase was enjoying it as much as she was, he wanted more of her and gently caressed her bare arms before pulling her in an embrace.

Outside Camila was getting wild not seeing anyone in the room. “These coffee breaks have to STOP!” She scowled. “ Where the heck is Taylor?” She yelled.

“I’ll call her!” Camila’s assistant rang Taylor.

Taylor’s phone buzzed from inside the closet and broke Chase’s spell over her. Realising what she was doing, she pulled away from his mouth and pulled out her phone.

“s**t, it’s her!” Taylor tensed up realizing that they would get caught now.

Camila’s assistant followed the ring and came near the closet. Taylor’s heart was in her mouth when she saw her approaching them. Chase quickly held the door, making it difficult for Camila’s assistant to slide open it. Taylor put her phone on silent and prayed they shouldn’t get caught or she would lose her job.

“What are you doing there?” Camila called out to her assistant who was struggling to slide open the closet door.

“I heard Taylor’s phone in there!” The assistant replied and looked puzzled. “The door’s jammed,” she added in disappointment.

“Ugh why would Taylor be inside a closet? Use your brains!” Camila yelled and walked out of the room before her assistant followed her out.

Chase smirked and looked at Taylor who was sweating like she had just escaped an apocalypse. “You find this funny?” She whispered and slid open the door before rushing out.

“I found it hot!” He replied cheesily and waited for her reaction.

Taylor felt the heat rise up to her cheeks and looked away. “I mean in there...it started to get stuffy, didn’t it?” he sniggered.

“With you I’m always on the edge of losing my job,” She muttered and adjusted her hair while he watched her adoringly.

“You look cute when you do that…” he commented and caught her off guard.

“Do what?” she asked with a quizzical brow when all of a sudden Camila walked in.

Taylor froze seeing her and her assistant. “CHASE!?” Camila grinded her teeth seeing him.

“Passes, I got front row passes for the fashion event!” He pulled out a couple of passes from his jacket.

‘I don’t need passes for my own event! What are you doing here, Chase? And where the hell have you been Miss?,” She fumed and lowered her glasses.

“Calm down woman! I took Miss.Taylor to check out the venue and do a mock drill. It’s always better to check the place in advance, right Cara?” He explained and looked at Cara for some support.

“Ye-Yes...You’re right, Mr. Franshaw,” Cara the assistant added before Camila gave her the side eye.

“Here, give these to your friends,” He walked towards Camila and handed over the passes to her. “With that temper I doubt you won’t have any soon,” she whispered teasingly and walked away.

Taylor heaved a sigh of relief. She read a text sent by Chase stating that he had saved the day once again. Taylor read it and giggled before getting back to work.