His Hired Girlfriend (22 page)

They nodded politely, and she
led Jayden towards the couple.

Sarah was clearly uncomfortable
when she saw them coming. She straightened up and folded her arms
across her chest in a defensive manner.

“Sarah darling,” Britney
greeted, her hands tightened about Jayden’s arm possessively.

“Kyle,” Jay said, his voice a
polite mask.

“Jayden,” Kyle replied, nodding
his head stiffly.

Jay turned to Sarah. “How have
you been?”

“Good thank you,” she replied
coldly.

“Who invited you?” Britney
asked Sarah.

“Why your father of course,
dear Britney.”

“Daddy should never invited the
likes of you, darling,” Britney replied politely, her tone
suggesting otherwise.

The tension amongst the four
people was thick, and Jayden felt sick just being there with them.
He wanted to leave immediately. “You two have a good evening,” he
managed to say and then turned away.

Britney staggered. “Jay
darling,” she moaned and then toddled after him.

“What a stupid woman,” Sarah
gritted out, glaring after the two people leaving.

“And very sexy,” Kyle murmured,
half smiling to himself.

“Disgusting,” Sarah said,
shaking her head.

Kyle turned to look at her.
“You want him back, don’t you?”

Sarah glared at him, clearly
telling him that it was none of his business.

“I saw the way you looked at
him,” he said, his face sneering.

“So? Yes I want him back. I’m
only playing hard to get. He’ll come back.”

“What if he doesn’t?” Kyle
raised the question.

“He’ll come back. He loves me,”
Sarah said confidently.

“How do you know that?”

“He’s still hurting when he saw
us together. I can see it in his eyes,” she replied, staring off at
Jayden who was now standing on the other side of the room.

“Are we still together?” Kyle
asked curiously.

“Yes and no.”

“Do you ever love a man for who
he is, Sarah? Or you simply love a man because of what he has and
what he can give you?”

“I believe that is none of your
business,” she snapped.

“You only want him back because
he’s now a billionaire,” he snapped back.

“Better than you who’s gone
bankrupt, right? And you better not gamble away all my money, too.
I won’t let you, you swine!” she hissed near his ear.

“Shut up,” Kyle growled.

“You know where you belong
right now without me and Daddy? That’s right, on the streets. And
your bed partner is that girl cleaning the toilet at Boun
Appetito.”

“You’ve gone too far, Sarah,”
he swore, his eyes dark and dangerous.

“Have I?”

Kyle gritted his teeth and
stalked away, shaking his head. Sarah sipped her red wine, half
smiling, half sneering. She knew he was going to see that bitch
Britney again. But what the hell could she do?

At first she had been very
jealous after she had found out that Kyle had been seeing Britney
and sleeping with her. After a while, however, after she had found
that Kyle he had been sleeping with any sexy woman that caught his
eyes while he had been dating her, she had turned cold towards him
and now couldn’t care less what he was doing. In fact she had
wanted to break up with him so many times, but he had kept crawling
back begging because he didn’t have any where to go or any money to
spend. Fact was he’d be homeless and starving.

At least, she thought, after
the hot sex he had had with Britney, he’d ask that woman for money
to tie him over instead of coming to beg her because she wouldn’t
easily give him any. She only gave him the bare minimum for his
survival. In their broken relationship, she was the one wearing the
pans. To her, he was just an item, an accessory.

And he was going to be a useful
one for once for what plan she had to get Jayden back.

Oh Gosh! How she wanted Jayden
back. How wrong she had been about Kyle. She had thought that he
was such a good catch because he had boasted to her how successful
his companies had been, making billions of dollars. Only there had
never been any companies or business for that matter that he had
own which made those enormous amount of money. He had lied to her.
In fact the two or three businesses that he had been involved with
had been small companies and even so he had only been merely an
employee, of which he had managed to get his dirty hands in those
companies cookie jars and had stolen millions for his gambling
problem.

Gosh how she
wanted Jayden back. Jayden had been the perfect boyfriend. He could
have been the perfect husband if only Kyle hadn’t tempted her with
his smooth words and good looks. And yes she admitted to herself if
not for the fact that she had cheated on him. But now, she vowed,
she’d get him back –
no matter the
obstacles or consequences.

***

“COME ON, JAY,” Britney said,
dragging the reluctant Jayden along the hotel corridor. “You’re
dragging your feet.” She laughed.

Jayden just nodded and smiled
politely as he followed her. Up at the top floor of the hotel,
Britney unlocked the door of the penthouse with a swipe card. She
leaned back against the slightly ajar door and wrapped her arms
around his neck.

“Come on in. What would you
like for a drink?” she asked huskily, her lips near his as she
moved her body ever so close to his – an invitation that no man
would ever resist.

Jayden said, “It’s very late,
Britney,” and unwrapped her arms from his neck.

“But don’t you want to come
in?” she asked, pouting her lips to full effect so that he’d want
to kiss her.

“No. You need your rest. Good
night,” he said and turned to go. He walked into the lift and a few
moments later he was gone.

Britney growled and stomped her
feet. Once she thought she had gotten her frustration out off her
system, she turned on her heels, shoved the door open and slammed
it shut.

“You’re not getting very far
with him, Britney,” came the voice within the living room.

Britney threw her clutch on the
sofa and tiredly dropped herself there as well. She propped her
feet up and said, “Why does it has to be him, Daddy?”

Mr. Marcelo said, “Now you know
very well why it has to be him. He has made more than a killing in
these past years.”

“He’s so damn slow and boring.
I offered myself to him many times, but he hasn’t even yet taken
the hint. He wouldn’t even kiss me just now.” She sat up straight
as a thought suddenly struck her. “Do you think he’s gay, Daddy?
Maybe that’s why he’s not interested in having sex with me.”

Mr. Marcelo raised a brow at
his daughter. “He’s not gay, Britney. A man knows when another man
is gay.”

“Oh,” Britney said. “Daddy, how
much longer must we do this?”

“Until we can get all the money
we can get,” Mr. Marcelo said. He sat down beside Britney and
wrapped his arm around her shoulder. “Sweetheart, we need his money
to tie us over. We need his money if we are going to survive in
this world. You know very well we are bankrupt.”

“I know, Daddy,” Britney said.
“But it’s just so boring. Jayden doesn’t want me. He’s not
interested in me.”

“Ah, but that’s what he wants
you to think,” Mr. Marcelo said, touching the tip of her nose with
his finger. “You’re a beautiful girl. Who wouldn’t want you? Now
you be a good girl and do as Daddy says. I’ve heard Jayden has a
girlfriend, is that true?”

“Daddy!” Britney snapped. “That
mousy girl is not Jayden’s girlfriend. I’m going to be his
girlfriend.”

“Then you better do something
quick,” Mr. Marcelo said. “Beth said Kelly’s Hen’s Night is coming
up.”

“Ah, yes. Kelly’s Hen’s Night.
I think I shall come along,” Britney announced. “Beth will welcome
me with both arms.”

“And do what you must do,” Mr.
Marcelo said. “Good night, sweetheart. Don’t you let your old man
down.”

“Oh I won’t, Daddy,” Britney
said meekly.

Mr. Marcelo kissed her on her
forehead and left. Alone, Britney went about showering and
preparing herself for bed when the doorbell rang.

“At this hour? Who the heck is
that?” she groaned, stomping towards the door. She pushed the
intercom button and shouted, “Who is it?”

A male face appeared in the
small LCD screen on wall to the left of the door. “It’s me,
darling.”

Britney’s face lit up
immediately. “Oh, Kyle!” she screamed with excitement. “Come in.
I’m so bored.”

Once the door opened, Britney
threw herself into Kyle’s arms and started kissing him
passionately.

“You missed me that much, huh?”
Kyle said once his lips were free.

“Yes. Oh yes,” she said and
enthusiastically led him towards the bedroom.

*****

CHAPTER 16

THE DAY HAD been long, filled
with unexpected events, and Jayden felt like a zombie as he drove
home at three in the morning. At the same time, however, he also
felt exhilarated, but he had no idea why. With the window down and
the cool breeze against his face, he felt somewhat relaxed and at
peace. It was therapeutic to say the least.

Once home, he quietly sneaked
through the front door and tiptoed up the stairs toward his
bedroom. There he slid in and quietly made his way toward the
wardrobe in the dark. He felt like a damn thief in his own bedroom,
but he couldn’t take the chance of waking up Alex. She was probably
very tired after her shopping expedition with Kelly and Stephanie.
Knowing them they had probably made Alex try on every pieces of
clothing they could find for her.

He shut the wardrobe’s door and
switched on the light. Once he had found his pyjama, he tiptoed
into the bathroom to shower. Ten minutes later he was back into the
darkness of his bedroom. The thought of sleeping on that
uncomfortable sofa yet again caused him to groan unpleasantly.
Perhaps, he thought, Alex wouldn’t mind him sleeping beside her on
the bed. After all, she couldn’t very well protest when she was
asleep.

Mind made up, he went to the
large, luxurious bed and slid in between the sheets. He rested his
head on the soft pillow and sighed with satisfaction. Then he
spread his arms out, hoping to touch the sleeping Alex beside
him.

There was only cold, empty
space. He frowned in confusion and spread his hand out further into
the forbidden side.

More cold, empty space.

He bolted up and switched on
the bedside lamp. The room flooded with dim, glowing light. The
space on the bed beside him was empty. He glanced around the room
and saw a lump of a person cocooned under a mountain of blankets on
the sofa with only a mop of dark hair visible.

Good
Lord!
Alex had stolen his bed –
twice!
What did she want
to prove? That she was able to sleep comfortably on the sofa and
that he couldn’t?

In a flash he was standing by
the sofa, gazing down at her. She looked to be deep in sleep,
though he couldn’t see much of her except for her hair. Damn it, he
didn’t want to disturb her though. He knew, however, that her body
would be sore in the morning. He bent down and slowly pulled the
blanket away. Before he realised what was happening he swore under
his breath – stunned at the sight he beheld before him.

Alex was in
deep sleep all right. She looked so peaceful and –
dear God
– so damn
enticing that he couldn’t help but keep gawking at her, with the
blanket still in his hands. It was only a moment later that he
realised she was not wearing her pyjama she usually wore. Tonight
she wore a pink t-shirt and sexy grey short shorts that showed way
too much of her slim, shapely legs.

Holy
Shit!
He stroked his fingers through his
thick hair. Was it just him and the fact that he was getting too
tired or did Alex’s skin look very soft and smooth? And hell yes,
he really,
really
wanted to touch her – slowly running his fingers up her
legs.

Perhaps he had been standing
there ogling at her for too long because she suddenly shivered
delicately, drew herself in and turned over. He better take her to
bed, he thought.

He bent low and scooped her
into his arms. Her hair brushed against his nose as she turned her
sleeping face towards his. The wonderful smell of spring danced
around him, making him feel like he was amongst wild flowers and
berries. He brought his nose closer to her hair and inhaled deeply.
He sighed, loving the scent as he gazed at her face. His heart did
a somersault.

‘
Oh Man!
This is not happening,’
he thought. He
wanted to kiss those luscious lips.

‘
Jayden’
– the voice at the
back of his head said
– ‘you’re tired and
you’re hallucinating. Put Alex to bed and then go to
sleep.’

He nodded at that sound advice
and turned on his heels. At that moment Alexandra fluttered her
eyes open.

“What are you doing?” she
asked, her voice soft and husky, like those really hot babes in
James Bond movies, who were ready to seduce Bond. Only he knew very
well that Alex was not trying to seduce him. Her next words
confirmed that.

“Put me down.”

He stared at her. He thought
that there was something very different about Alex. He also noticed
that her lashes were very long, thick and dark which opened up her
eyes. He sucked in his breath, nearly chocking on it.

“Well?” she queried. “Aren’t
you going to put me down?”

He cleared his throat, still
too stunned to register the fact that she had changed so
dramatically. “I’ll put you down when we reached the bed,” he said
finally.