𝐎𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐘𝐨𝐮

22

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I wake up to my phone ringing.

I squint and look at the clock in my room. It's only seven in the fucking morning.

I answer without looking at the contact name. "What."

"Hello, to you too," Louis says sarcastically.

I let out a sigh, knowing I can't stay mad at him.

"It's too early."

I can basically feel him roll his eyes. "Yeah, well, I just wanted to tell you I'm at the airport. I have an emergency business trip."

My brain is confused on how he needs a business trip for his hacking job. "Why?"

"We're picking up new technology equipment," he says.

I groan. "Where are you going to?"

"Italy."

I shoot upright. "Italy?!"

"Yes?"

"Italy as in the fucking country?"

"Yes?"

"You can just up and go to Italy whenever you want?"

"Well, I have my own private jet so yeah. I and some of the staff are going."

My mouth hangs open. "Your own private jet."

Every single time he says something, I realize how rich this man actually is.

I glance over my room at all the things he got me for Christmas. My favorite has to be the Uggs. I wear them everywhere. The perfume smells really good too, not too different from the one I'd used previously. And the fucking sunglasses are amazing, so stylish. I haven't gotten a chance to wear the earrings yet and to be honest, I'm too scared the handbag will get stolen.

Is Louis my sugar daddy?

"Mhm. I have to go. We're boarding now," he says. "I'll miss you, though."

My stomach erupts in those butterflies. I'm honestly considering naming them. They're like pets at this point. "I'll miss you too. Try not to die without me."

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