Sebastian
I jolt awake as the sun hits me directly on the face. I squint my eyes, trying to remember where I am.
Ah, that's right. After seeing that woman across the street, I thought about approaching her but never got the chance. She got into a taxi and drove away.
So I went home.
I slowly get out of bed and get dressed so I can get ready for the day.
I grab my keys and call my driver, then walk out to the garage.
Today, I'm supposed to meet with my best friend and advisor, Lewis Hernandez for lunch. I have known Lewis since childhood, and he is the only person I trust besides my brother. I can never be comfortable with anyone knowing they could be after my money.
But Lewis never cared about material things and never asked me for monetary favors, so I feel safe around him.
Lewis is five foot ten with slicked-back black hair and deep brown eyes. I often envied him because he was already married with kids while I was still searching for my one true love.
"Sebastian! What took you so long?" Lewis complained.
I was supposed to meet him almost forty minutes ago, so he was probably thinking about leaving when I texted him.
"Sorry, I had a late night." I shrug.
Lewis lifts his brows. "Oh? Did you finally get laid?"
"I wish," I said. "What's new with you?" I look at him curiously. Lewis was always up to something.
I find him interesting, which is why I keep him around. Lewis always had funny stories up his sleeves, and god knows I need a good laugh from time to time.
"Oh, a whole lot of nothing. Things have been so boring these past couple of weeks. But I did hear a piece of funny news the other day," Lewis said.
"Oh? Do tell," I urge him to go on.
"Have you heard what Mary Holloway's daughter Jessica did?" Lewis asked me.
I narrow my eyes and try to remember who Mary Holloway was. "Who the hell is Mary Holloway?" I finally asked when I couldn't remember a thing. I meet so many people at parties and business meetings. It is quite hard to keep up sometimes.
"Are you kidding me? She is a famous painter and a multi-millionaire. Do you not keep up with these people, rich man?" Lewis teased me.
"I try not to," I shrugged. "I can hardly remember the names of the women I slept with."
"You are terrible, but anyway, Mary keeps her daughter on a tight leash and wouldn't let her go out and explore the world because she thinks the world is too dangerous for his precious little daughter. So the daughter decided to go missing," Lewis laughed.
"What do you mean missing?" I lean over. The story is suddenly getting interesting.
"I mean, she literally ran away from home, and to cover her tracks, she pretended to be a maid with the help of an online boyfriend," Lewis said.
"No kidding," I laugh. Kids these days would do anything to gain freedom.
"Nope. I'm dead serious. She went as far as changing her name. After pretending for almost a month, she came back to her rich lifestyle and told her mother to fuck off because she doesn't wanna be kept inside like a doll," Lewis said.
"Gotta admire her spirit," I grin.
A lightbulb suddenly turns on in my brain as something comes to my mind.
What if I do the same thing as the girl Jessica and change my identity for a while? All these years, people only saw me as some rich guy who only cared about money and power. No one attempted to know the real me. I keep up the appearance by acting stoic and proud. I never get to have any real fun. My work consumed his life, and it's to make some changes in his life.
"This gives me an idea," I look at Lewis and smile.
"Uh-oh, what's going on in that genius brain of yours?" Lewis looks at me suspiciously.
"I am going to follow Jessica's footsteps and experience the real world," I declared.
"You're gonna pretend to be a maid?" Lewis roars with laughter. "I can't imagine the multibillionaire Sebastian Stanley cleaning people's toilets and making beds. You won't last for a day," Lewis shakes his head in disapproval.
"Is that a challenge?" I grinned. I always liked a good challenge.
"Wait, you're serious, aren't you?" Lewis asked.
"Well, I don't necessarily mean I will be a maid, but I could get a blue-collar job. What do you think?" I asked.
Lewis looks like he is thinking about it for a moment. "Not a bad idea. You might find out who are your real friends that way. But how are you going to pull that off? Have you ever worked anywhere besides your company? I mean, you were born with a golden spoon in your mouth," Lewis smirked.
"I take offense to that," I chuckle, but I know he isn't wrong. "You must've forgotten, my dear friend, but I took many engineering courses at my University. So I could easily get a job as a maintenance man," he said. "I am not all appearance. I am perfectly capable of working hard," I add.
Lewis gives me an admiring glance. He knows I am never fully happy with the life I have. Sure I have all the money in the world, but I can never trust another person without thinking they are after my money. I am constantly wary of being used by other people.
"I'll support you with anything you need," Lewis said.
"Thank you, I knew I could count on you," I said and patted Lewis on the back.
****
Later in the evening, I call my brother to the office for an emergency meeting. I have always been close to my brother, Simon, so I know I can trust them with my secret plan. Besides, I need him to take care of the company in my absence.
"Hold on. You are telling me that you want to be an undercover poor person?" Simon chuckled.
"Well...I wouldn't exactly put it like that, but yeah...basically," I replied.
"But why?" Simon asked.
"I am tired of all this glitz and glamour with fake people and their fake smiles. I want to make real friends and maybe find my one true love," I said seriously.
"Pfft...love. Who has time for that?" Simpon scoffed.
"I don't, which is why I'm doing this. I need a break from this company and flashy assholes who only want to be my friend because I'm rich," I said. I have a grim expression on my face, so Simon realizes I am being serious about this. I am miserable in this life.
"What can we do to help?" Simon asked.
"I am going to put you in charge of this company while I go undercover. Then I have to figure out how to get a regular job to make my new identity convincing. I am thinking about getting a job as a handyman," I said.
"That's easy. We just opened a new hotel in the city that none of us have visited yet. The staff has no idea what we look like yet, so I can get you a job as the maintenance man there. No one will know. Besides, you look different when you're not wearing a suit," Simon suggested.
I think about it. It is a brilliant idea. This way, I can oversee the business while working there. With me being undercover, the staff will act normal around me. This way, I can weed out the bad employees as well as reward the good ones.
It will be like killing two birds with one stone.
"I love the idea. Get me a job in the hotel, and I'll take care of the rest," I said.
SebastianI decide to put the plan in motion immediately. I called a meeting and announced to everyone that I would be out of the country for two months.I lied and told them it was for a hotel conference. Since I am a hotel tycoon, it is believable. I also make sure that everyone knows I'll be out of touch in case someone tries to contact me while I am undercover.I needed a fake ID, so I called Lewis. Back when we were in high school, Lewis somehow got in touch with a guy and made a fake ID to get into a club. I assumed Lewis would still remember how to get them."You really are doing this, huh?" Lewis sounds amused when I ask him."I don't play around. You know that," I said irritably."Alright, well, I do know this guy who can help you. His name is Chuck. But be careful going to his house because he lives in a sketchy area. With your expensive attire, you might get robbed," Lewis smirked."I'll make sure to dress casually. How do you know this guy again?" I asked."It's best not t
Delilah"Nice little bookstore you got here," Jason says awkwardly.I look at the man in front of me and can't help but smile. He has the kind of face that stops you in your tracks. He is at least six foot 4 with tousled black hair, defined cheekbones, and the sharpest, most mesmerizing green eyes, which held an amused glint.He is gorgeous and somehow looks out of place in this rundown bookstore.What is a prince charming doing out of his castle?And why is he nervous? I wonder. How can someone who looks like that ever be nervous!Despite his awkwardness, he is standing tall and still has a certain presence about him that I couldn't put my finger on. All I know is that I want to get to know him more, even though the last thing I need now is to meet another man. I just had my heart broken by my boyfriend of four years."I won't take up more of your time, but I can't leave without getting your phone number," Jason chuckled. He doesn't sound awkward anymore, and confidence suddenly shin
DelilahI momentarily forgot that Jason had taken me on a cheap date as I was having a lot of fun with him. It doesn't seem like he is dirt-poor by the way he carries himself.Maybe he just likes to save money, I thought.After the movie, Jason puts the key in the ignition and tries to start the car, but the car makes a gurgling sound, and the engine stops.Uh-oh.My good mood starts to turn sour again. This can't be happening!"I'm sorry, Delilah. It appears that my car stopped working. So there goes my hard-earned 1200 dollars down the drain," Jason chuckles. "Oh, and by the way, I swear I didn't plan this to be stranded with a beautiful woman like you. It was just a happy coincidence," he adds."That doesn't make me feel any better. I knew this car was a safety hazard!" I frown.Jason pretends to gasp. "I thought you said you liked it!""Well, I lied. This car sucks," I giggled."I can call a mechanic and see if anyone is available at this hour," Jason said and looked at his phone.
Sebastian"W...wait...Jason," Delilah pants when I finally release.her lips."Forgive me, Delilah but waiting is the last thing on my mind right now," I said."I think we are going too fast, don't you?" she said in a breathy voice.I halt. I am so aroused that I feel like I'll explode, but I don't want to make her feel like I am trying to force it. "Do you want me to stop?" I ask wearily and lift her face by her chin.Delilah stares into my eyes for a moment, then sighs. "No," she whispered.That was all the encouragement I needed to continue. I lean down and cover her breast with my mouth and lick her nipple while cupping the other breast with my hand.I gently knead and stroke her breast and squeeze the nipple emitting a moan from within her throat. Her breasts are soft and voluptuous. Just the way I like them."Mmm...Jason, it feels so good," she manages to say between moans.I slowly lay her down on the blanket and tease her hardened nipples by sucking and rubbing them. I pull her
DelilahI decided to meet with my friend Ellis so I could share all the juicy details with her. Well, not all of the details. I decided to hide the fact that I slept with Jason on our first date.It isn't like Ellis was super judgmental or a prude, but some things are best kept as secrets. And this was my dirty little secret."So? How was your date?" Ellis inquired. "Tell me everything.""He is extremely handsome and charming. But also very cheap. He took me on a date to the drive-in theater, for Christ's sake. And his car, oh my god," I laughed. "It was so run down and gross. And guess what! It broke down right after the date was over, and we had to walk in the rain. Can you believe that? To think I wore my nicest dress to this disaster of a date.""Oh, stop being snooty and give him a chance. I know I told you to date a rich guy and all, but let's face it. You need someone in your life. Like badly. Ever since your loser boyfriend cheated on you, you've been depressed," Ellis comment
Delilah I look at myself in the mirror and do a little spin. I wore a black bodycon dress with spaghetti straps. It wasn't a fancy party, but Ellis wanted me to dress up. She said I should dress to catch people's eyes in case things don't work out with Jason. I rolled my eyes at that but ended up dressing up anyway. My heart almost leaped out of my chest when I heard the doorbell. Jason is here. I pictured him wearing something simple again because I was under the impression that Jason didn't care too much about dressing up. I opened the door and was surprised to see him. He actually bothered to dress up this time! He is wearing a black button-up shirt with jeans. His shirt was neatly ironed, and he even put on black dress shoes to match. Not like the mismatched clothes he threw on together for our first date. His dark hair is slicked back. His green eyes twinkled under the moonlight as he smiled at me. He is unrealistically handsome, I thought. "You look gorgeous, Delilah," hi
SebastianThe next day, my phone rings in the morning, waking me up.I immediately pick up after I realize it was Simon calling. I told him not to call me on my new number unless it was a dire emergency, so if Simon was calling, something must be wrong."What's the matter?" I asked immediately after picking up the phone."We have a problem," Simon said. He sounds grim."What is it?" I asked impatiently."It appears we have a spy among us," Simon said."A spy?" I crease my forehead. I have been gone for less than a week, and people are already trying to betray me?"Yes. We are guessing it's a corporate spy. A lot of the confidential information regarding our company was leaked. The ad we were about to put out for the hotels was stolen, and now I see one of our rivals has an ad that looks eerily similar to ours. We can't prove it was our idea since we never went public with it," Simon said irritably.Fuck...this isn't good, I thought. I should be there keeping an eye out for things."An
Delilah"I hate you for this," I said. I have been pouting all day because we almost got caught having sex."You seemed like you enjoyed it earlier," Jason chuckled."Do you have any idea what would've happened if Mrs. Steinbeck saw us? If her friend didn't show up right then and started a conversation, she would've seen us, and we would've been in so much trouble," I scolded him. It seems that he isn't taking this seriously at all!Jason picks up a lock of my hair and runs his finger through it. "But we didn't get caught, and you can't deny it. You enjoy having wild sex with me," he grinned.I couldn't protest. He isn't wrong. I have never done this before and never felt like this with anyone else. Before I met Jason, I couldn't imagine having sex in my bookstore with people coming and going. He brought out the wild side of me. A side I didn't know I had."Well...I'm still mad at you. You shouldn't have provoked me," I said."I apologize. Will you forgive me this once?" Jason smirked