Blame It On Pride

C h a p t e r N i n e t y - S e v e n

Y/n's POV: 

Rafe lowers my skirt once we exit the flat, sweeping me in his coat,

I glance at him as he glimpses at me himself,

Pulling me closer by my waist, we make our way toward the car in where chauffeur already awaits us,

Will I ever get used to...that?

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Once the vehicle paced by the town, Rafe tips my chin, locking eyes with me,

'You know that I love you, right?' He assures as I smile and nod, holding his hand in mine,

'Of course I do, I love you too Rafe...' I reassure, he nods and leaning over, he places a kiss on my lips,

'We'll go in, I'll grab some papers and then we can go get some dinner.' He conveys as I nod,

'Yeah, sure...'

My mobile starts to vibrate as I glance at it, shit, it's the interviewer for my potential job, well, if they'll hire me,

'Who's that?' Rafe asks, looking at me,

'It's the job interview,'

'What are you talking about-and you didn't even notify me?' He asks, narrowing his eyebrows,

'Oh no, it's just one of the options, I will discuss all of it with you, we can go through the list together, once we're free.' I assure as he nods...

I do have some in mind, just not entirely sure on which ones to take...

I'm sure we can discuss all of it, I've simply applied for several options, just to be sure...

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After the driver sets the car, my eyes linger over the enormous construction that settles at the front,

A skyscraper,

Rafe leads me inside, holding me close to him,

Initially, there are massive-automatic doors with inserted glass,

They open once we pace in front of them, as then I see a lobby,

A blonde woman with white attire sits at the marble counter, stiffening her back as soon as she sees Rafe...

The hues are white, I see a lift at the left and several doors behind the counter and on the right,

Sofas at the waiting area,

Luxurious lanterns above us and windows beautifully arranged around the purlieu,

I feel vast eyes on us as Rafe leads me towards the lift,

'Evening Mr. Cameron...' Concierge flutters with her eyelashes, clearing her throat,

'Hello Shean.' He responds tersely as I see her perplexed once she sees me beside him,

I could not prevent the grin that fledged over my lips, her facial expression was precious,

'What are you grinning at love?' He asks, smirking, I think he knows...

'Nothing...' I mumble, getting on my tiptoes as I attempt to give him a kiss,

He bends over since I could not reach him whatsoever, smiling against my lips as he whispers,

'Everyone knows that you're mine princess, that shouldn't even be a concern.'

As his lips then clash with mine...

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Walking down the corridor on the top storey, we reach a wooden door that I assume to be his office,

Opening the door, he lets me in and closes the door behind me...locking it.

It's rather dark in here,

Rafe walks towards the table and turns on a faint-soothing lantern,

A massive window steeps over behind his desk as I look through it, mesmerised by the view,

I hear him rustling though the pages in his drawer as he retrieves an envelope, placing it on the table,

'Come here.' He muses,

Taking a seat he indicates for me to sit on his lap, besides the other options that are offered,

His hand wraps around my waist as he opens the envelope,

'What is this?' I ask as he smirks,

'This...I've researched into all the job opportunities that you could possibly like, since you are so determined to have a job...' He states as I look at him, 'there's always an option of simply letting me treat you...' He continues, drawing the envelope aside and gauging me,

'At least let me have a look.' I initiate, 'I materialise that you can treat me, however I've always wanted to have a certain passion, ardour, job that I could rely in, at least one...'

'If you really want one, sure, but remember that I can always help you, and treat you, and pay for you...'

'I know Rafe, and thank you for that, but money is not superior...' I reassure, opening the envelope,

'Fine...' He utters, dissipating the sheets over the table,

'So...here is something that I've compiled on when you where talking about what you enjoy doing...besides me.' He states as I choke on my water after hearing the last part of his sentence, he smirks, bastard...

'You've remembered?' I ask, indicating towards the sheets, he actually recessed everything I've talked about?

'Of course I did...' He responds, kissing my shoulder...

This will take a while...

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