The Billionaire's One Night Stand

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''Shit! I'm late again!'' I exclaimed.

I pulled up to my hair in a high ponytail, then sprayed some light vanilla perfume all over my royal-blue velvet dress and paced myself outside. I'm going to be late to my boyfriend's sister's wedding shower.

This is the third time that I've been late to my boyfriend, Aidan's dates. And I can't help myself but I tend to procrastinate before going to the date. Aidan and I have been together for two and a half years.

We met in college and eventually started dating each other.

At first, the honeymoon phase was exciting. Not going to lie. It was pure and gentle and I knew that Aidan was the one for me.

But, after I got fired from an agency company due to the lack of attendance he became so vile. He never looks me in the eye at times and shakes his head in disappointment.

And sometimes I feel like he doesn't even love me.

''Shit, Shit, '' I said walking slowly on the stairs of the building and try to not make a huge appearance to the main courtyard. There, Aidan was surrounded by his family and friends laughing and drinking at the same time.

I then grabbed a small glass of wine and begin to sip before he gets rowdy on me.

''Catalina! You're here!'' said Amanda, Aidan's sister. She looks just like Aidan except for the eyes, her eyes are ocean-blue.

''Yeah, I made it!" I said nervously.

''You alright, you seem nervous.''

''Oh no, I just am a bit tired you know.''

''I feel you I always get one of those days----''

''--Catalina?!'' Aidan exclaimed from a mile away.

I gulped with sorrow as Amanda excuse her self to the other side of the venue. He paced to me with irritation on his face wondering why the hell I'm late.

''Where have you been?'' He said in a dark tone.

''I---I woke up late and---''

''-Catalina, you've been super late over the past weeks what's wrong with you?''

''Because I--I just haven't been okay with myself---''

''---Okay with yourself? it's that even an excuse?''

''----Can you please lower your voice...---'''

''--No! I'm not gonna lower my voice alright! You see, that's the problem with you. You can't be showing up late to events like this and expect me to be okay with it. Look you lost your job because you are too lazy and effortless-"

''--You're overreacting--''

''--How am I overreacting when you do this: over and over again.''

''-----I'm sorry it's just lately I've been depressed because of the job and I've been hopeless not knowing what to do---''

''--I can't do this--''

''--Do what?--'''

''--With you, I just can't do it anymore.''

''----You're seriously breaking up with me, this is absurd! I did nothing wrong, I know I continue to be late but you know I don't have a car, or don't have enough money to book a taxi---''

''----Catalina? Aidan? What's wrong?'' said Amanda.

''---Nothing Catalina was about to leave, she isn't feeling so well. Right?'' Aidan replied with a lie releasing a small evil smirk.

''Right, it was nice to see you, goodbye Amanda.'' I turned my body around and walked out to the venue. I walked from the venue all the way down to Melrose street and went inside the train station.

About fifteen minutes later, I came to my small apartment and slam the door behind me. I was pacing back and forth trying to cool myself off from what happened earlier. It was just so damn stupid!

Aidan is a dick for even breaking up with me for something that is unnecessary. He could've just gave me some options like: how about next time you call me? or let me help you out so you can get back on your feet. Never.

And I was the "problem".

Ha, fuck him.

Fuck Aidan.

I continually was breathing back and forth hard then begin to go to my room and tare everything apart. My clock, my pictures with Aidan, the stuff he gives for my birthday, Christmas, and Valentine's Day. Every single thing I could think of: I break it apart.

''Cat?!'' a voice echoed from afar. ''CAT!''

I jolt in fear and saw my best friend Sabrina standing there in shock. Sabrina is my long-time best friend since freshman year of high school. Her Puerto Rican sassy self always puts me in a better mood whenever we hang out with each other.

''Sabrina?! What the hell are you doing here?!" I said.

''Your door was open one and two what the hell are YOU doing? Breaking shit all over the place? This is not you!"'

''Yeah why don't you say that to Aidan.''

''What happened?''

''He broke up with me. Because I--- I was late and he-he was s-s-saying.'' I begin to broke down in tears trying to catch my breath. Sabrina then came to me with comfort and begin to brush my hair softly.

''Oh love, listen to me. You don't deserve a guy like Aidan. Okay? He's always been an asshole to you!''

''But I--''

''No, you don't love him! He treated you like shit. A real man wouldn't dare to make his girl feel insecure about themselves. I mean look at you, you're gorgeous as hell! Okay? Any guy would be lucky to have a girl like you.''

''Really?''

''Yes.''

She then wipes the tear away from my face and helps me get up from the ground.

''I must say, you know how to wreck the shit out of things. You must be bottling up your emotions well.''

''Yeah, but I can't deny it. It feels good.''

''Mm. you know what. Let's go to the club.''

''Sabrina, no I'm not doing that okay.''

''No, listen to me. You're going to the club with me tonight in downtown. Plus, you're single! Live a little.''

''What do I wear besides this?''

''Don't worry, I got you.''

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Catalina :

Sabrina:

Aidan :

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''Holy fuck, you look so damn gorgeous! Ay mami! '' said Sabrina. We got out of the taxi car and was standing outside from the club. I fixed my crop top and bottom skirt nervously looking at my surroundings.

''ID's ladies?'' said the security guard. We show our ID's to the security guard while he confirms to us that we can enter in.

''Alright let's start with vodka!'' said Sabrina.

''Sab... Vodka?''

''Yeah, you're single.Why not?"

''I'm not---''

''Catalina, you're drinking it. Loosen up girl! Two shots of vodka please!"'

The girl nods her head then proceeds to pour vodka into our drinks. It's been a minute since I drink. I can taste the heaviness from the drink in my mouth that made me wanted to giggle my body.

''That's it girl!'' Sabrina encouraging me and patting my back three times.

''Shit. It's strong.''

''It's vodka what do you expect?!"

''Alright ladies and gentlemen come to the dance floor for some fun reggae and RnB music mix!"' said the DJ. Sabrina immediately whooed and sprint her way to the dance floor leaving me behind the bar.

''Great, '' I mumbled then continue to drink.

''----Long day huh?'' A dark voice echoed from my right. I turned my head slowly from the side and glanced at a tall young man looking at me sexually.

He sat down next me and smirk softly from the side. I looked at his dark green eyes then down to his pink full lips. His bulky shoulders were toned through his baby-blue long sleeve polo.

''Yeah, I guess, '' I said mumbling again.

''Not much of a talker I see."

''Well that's because it was a shitty day.''

''I'm sorry to hear that, you're too beautiful to even have a shitty day.''

''Are you done talking to me?''

''You don't wanna talk to me? Do you even know who I am? I'm Mateo Paiz.''

I glared at him with foolishness then begin to snicker and said ''Pshh, yeah okay.'' His eyebrows arched puzzledly not knowing what to say after my sarcasm statement. I knew who Mateo Paiz is.

Mateo Paiz is a billionaire from the MP Headquarters. He's the CEO of his own father's company that advertises in high-end fashion industries. Mateo is the typical bad-boy stereotype: flirtatious, arrogant, and cold-hearted. I've read a couple articles about his past with girls he dated. He's not my type, and there's no way in hell that I'm his.

''Are you serious?'' He responded.

''You expect me to believe that you're Mateo Paiz, the billionaire.''

''I'm sensing sarcasm.''

''Mm, well I am. Leave my drunk ass alone.''

? ? ?I need your body in ways

That you don't understand but I'm losing my patience

'Cause we've been going over and over again

Girl, I just wanna take you home and get right to it.........? ? ?

The music was blasting loudly which eventually made me got up from my seat and slowly walked to the Ladies restroom. I washed my hands, fixed my outfit and begin to breathe in and out slowly. Then, I walked from the restroom and suddenly felt a grip on my hand pulling against me.

I turned my body with force and saw Mateo standing there with a sexual expression on his face.

''I told you to leave me alone, "'I said in a dark tone.

''After you tell me your name.''

''Catalina, friends call me Cat. There, leave me alone.''

''Why are you so mean?"

''Because maybe my drunk self is single and not ready to mingle sooo.. yeah.''

''Oh I'm sorry.''

''You say that you're sorry but you don't mean it.''

'If I told you that I can make you feel better, would you believe me?''

''What billionaire like you wants to make me feel better.''

''I have my ways. Come with me.'' He walks to the elevator which made my dumb self-followed him. We elevated to the rooftop and walked outside, the music was still around on the rooftop but not so much.

We sat on a bench and begin to continue to drink. It was quiet, way too quiet. The air was breezing through softly causing my hair to flap around in a rapid motion. I can feel my body crawling with goosebumps when I smell Mateo's cologne under my nose. The kind of smell to attack your man when he's dressed up fresh and sexy. That kind.

''Why here?'' I asked.

''Because It's quiet.''

''Why me?''

''You seem like you need some company.''

''I already have some company.''

''With who?''

''My best friend even though she's probably dancing with a guy on the dancefloor.'' He softly chuckles and drank his beer then heaved a sigh.

I look back at him then look at the ground and drink as well.

As soon I wanted to look back at him he was glaring at me with hunger in his eyes. Supringsly, I was doing the same to him. His juicy face is delicious: craving me to jump on him and make love. No wonder he gets the girls, he's incredibly sexy.

Our faces were close to each other breathing softly on each others nose. Then, he slithered his tongue into my mouth causing me to immediately to moan. We begin to interlock our tongues softly in a rapid motion. His hands were scanning all over my body fast. My breasts begin to harden quickly as my legs received goosebumps.

He then released a soft texture to my neck kissing it nice and slow. I then gasped and snapped into reality freaking out that I'm about to make love with a billionaire. While his hands were slithering in my panties, I eventually gave up the pleasure.

''Stop, '' I whispered.

''Mmm?'' He replied.

''Stop. Please, '' I whispered again. He then stops kissing me and looked at me with confusion.''Sorry I can't do this.'' I got up from my seat and begin to pace to the door.

''Wait! Hold up!''

I then run into the elevator and close it immediately. I went back to the dance floor and found Sabrina talking with a guy near the entrance.

''Sab! Sabrina! Let's go!'' I exclaimed.

''What? Why? I thought you were having fun?!''

''Yeah... Well, I'm getting sick so can we please leave now.''

''Alright, fine.'' Sabrina mouthed to the guy ''call me'' while I drag her out to the club and went inside to a taxi. ''What the hell Cat, I was about to get some tonight!"

''Sorry I just need to leave.''

''Hey, it's okay. I understand. Anyways, can you call the pizza place from the plaza down from your street? I'm starving!"

''Okay.'' I begin to search for my purse trying to figure out where the hell is my phone. ''Fuck! I left my phone at the club!''

''Damn Catalina, you wanna---''

''---Forget about it, it's not even a suitable phone.''

''Really? Just like that?''

''I mean it's an Andriod.''

''True that. No offense.'' Sabrina then pulls out her lipgloss and begin to reapply it on her lips. I frustratedly let go of a sigh and placed my head on the window.

This day has to be one of the worst.

I'm single.

And Almost got a laid with a billionaire but I chickened out.

And lastly, my Andriod phone is probably still on the counter or floor at the club.

My life is hell.

Absolute hell.

Knock

Knock

Knock

"Mmm, "' I said groaning out of my bed and walking to the front door.

I feel like shit from yesterday.

My back is aching and my throat is dry. I drank so much the other day I can't even remember what happened.

Opening the door lightly, there, a short middle-aged woman was standing there with a huge smile.

"Um, how can I help you?" I said.

"Excuse me, but Mr.Paiz sent me this to you. Your phone."

"I don't need it anymore. Thank you have a nice--"

"--- He wants to see you."

"--Who?"

"Mr.Paiz?"

"As in Mateo Paiz."

"Right. The limo is outside, you should get ready I'll take you to him." I pressed my lips together and sighed with a frustration.

Why the hell he wants to see me?

I already gave him my name yet he doesn't want to leave me alone.

Doesn't make any sense.

I hopped in the shower and rinse my body off with the hot water. Then, I brushed my teeth and begin to change my burgundy strapped dress with nude heels.

I fixed my hair all the way down and grabbed my favorite vanilla perfume and spray it all over my body then walked out with my mini black purse and a beige jacket.

"You're very beautiful, " she said.

"Thanks."

Inside the limo, I sat near the window and look through the glass examining the outdoors in Miami.

We finally came to our destination and I was out walking through the double doors. The lady escorted me to the elevator then walked out to the double doors to my left side.

The doors were closed with a cursive print that says "Mateo Paiz". The lady types a code for us to enter the room.

There he was standing there with a notebook in his hand and his phone by his ear. He scans his eyes at me and begins to stutter on the phone.

"I'll call you back, " he said.

"- Sir, Ms.Catalina, " the lady said.

"--Thank you, Linda." She walks away slowly and closes the door behind me.

"How'd you find me?" I said.

"You're phone number I just hired someone to help me to find you."

"Well, I don't need you to find me so no thanks."

"Didn't you need a job?"

"What makes you think I need a job."

"You were talking about how your ex-boyfriend broke up with you because you're effortless. And you don't have a job--"

"-- I don't recall, never said that-"

"-- Um, you did. You don't remember because you were drinking vodka. Like chugging on vodka."

"Making shit up."

"I'm not. Plus, you said and I quote there's no chance for me to even work with you and I said bet."

"So that's why you reached out to me."

"Yes."

"Well, here's a thought. Don't take things serious from someone like me who was sober last night."

"Sure I guess. But I can say that kiss was mighty fine and very serious." I gulped hard down on my throat with embarrassment. I can't believe he said that!

He was forcing a smirk on the side waiting for me to answer his question. Does he really have to be such a jerk?

"Whatever."

"Sooo do you want the offer."

"No."

"I'm gonna ask again, do you want the offer."

"Why do you care?"

"Cause I know you desperately need a job."

"--And if I say yes."

"-- then I'd place you as my personal assistant."

"- don't you have one already?"

"-- yeah but she was fired this morning."

"-Fine. I'll take the offer that way you can shut up."

"Great, you'll start tomorrow."

He pulls out a file of a paper and hands over to me. I then got to the double doors and walked away to the elevator and opened the file.

I scan at the title "The Rules".

"The rules?" I said.

I then begin to read the subtitle that explains the rules and regulations.

This is a mandatory rules that I expect from you. You must follow these in order to keep your position as a personal assistant. If you break one rule, you're fired.

No excuses.