[Sixty-Eight]
She Knows
|Chapter 68|
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"Baby," I giggle. "Give it back."
"What?" he smiles as he scrolls through my camera roll. "I thought you were sleepy."
"You weren't supposed to see those," I say innocently.
"Then who was?" he teases.
"I was too nervous to send them. Plus, I was only trying on lingerie. It's nothing big."
"Oh, there is something big alright."
"Stop," I whine and cover my face. "This is embarrassing."
"Look," he locks the phone in front of me.
"You sent them to your phone didn't you?" As soon as I say that, his phone starts going off. "You are so damn predictable," I shake my head and lean into my pillow.
"Going to sleep?" he asks.
I nod, tiredly. "Mhm."
"Alright, I'll be in the other room if you need me. I love you," he smiles.
"I love you too."
But before he leaves, I get two notifications from my phone and I groan.
"I just want to sleep," I mumble and grab the phone. Unlocking it, I read the notification that says,
'Hey, it's Elvira! Save my number.'
"Who is it?"
"Elvira? I'm not sure."
"Did Elvira give you her number?"
"No, that's why I'm a bit skeptical."
He sighs, "Great, now you need a new phone and a new number." He reaches for my phone, "Let me see it." I watch as he takes the chip out and drops it in a glass of water that's sitting on the nightstand.
"Emilian, if you break my phone there's going to be problems," I tell him seriously. There's no way I'm buying another one.
"I won't." There's a pause. "Until tomorrow, when I buy you a new one."
"Ugh, just leave so I can go to sleep," I wrap myself in the huge comforter.
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"Lara," I hear a whisper.
Little hands tap my face and I open my eyes to see Leona smiling at me.
"Hi sweetie," I say tiredly and place her on the side of me. "How did you get in?"
"Elvira," she points to the couch and Elvira is laying down on the phone.
"Oh, alright. I'll be right back." I get up and go to the bathroom to brush my teeth and wash my face.
When I enter the room again, Leona is waiting on the bed impatiently. She immediately hugs me and says, "Emmy had to leave early so, he brought you presents."
"Really?" I ask surprised.
"Yes! Look!" she leads me to the other side of the bed and I gasp. There are a few bags and a bouquet.
The first bag I pick up has my new phone, a case, and new earphones with a small note attached.
'Text me when you set this up.'
I open the other bag and it's a plate of breakfast and 3 small bottles of orange juice. The breakfast consists of hash browns, pancakes, two sunny-side-up eggs, cheese biscuits, and cinnamon sticks. I look up to see Leona staring at the plate and l
practically drooling.
I giggle, "Get a plate and I'll give you some." She immediately smiles and runs out of the room.
The last bag has lip gloss, a pair of beautiful earrings, pictures that Elvira took from last night, framed, and a note that reads:
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Awww. I am definitely going because I have a lot of work to do.
"He is such a sucker for you," I hear Elvira say over my shoulders.
I blush, "Leave my man alone. I'm going to take a bath, could you give Leona some of my food?"
"Sure, but I'm taking some too."
"Do not," I glare at her.
"Fine, I won't. Only because I'm kinda scared of you."
I playfully roll my eyes and say, "Whatever Elvira."
After 30 minutes in the bathroom, I'm finally done and I go to the closet to pick an outfit.
"You need to wear something that will make him sweat," Elvira says as she snacks on Seb's chocolate.
"Yeah, but his workers like to stare and I don't want him to hurt them."
"I'd shoot them too, girl. Don't let them stop you from showing out for your man."
I sigh, "Well, he likes anything on me but he gets extra possessive when I wear tight or slightly revealing clothing. I want to wear something appropriate for work though."
"Ugh, you need to be more scandalous."
"I am, but only for my man," I stick my tongue out. "Oh, I have to turn on my phone."
When the phone is finally on, I see there are 2 missed calls from Seb and Eliza. I'll call him back now and call Eliza later because she's probably sleeping now.
"Hey, love," he smiles through the phone.
"Hi," I blow him a kiss.
"Did you get everything?"
"Yeah, I think so and I loved it all. Thank you."
He brings the phone closer to his face with a confused expression. "I'm glad you did, love. Are you coming here?"
"I am and Seb please move your phone back a bit," I giggle.
"Stop laughing," he blushes. "This is confusing sometimes."
"Ok, old man. I'm choosing an outfit and I'll be there soon."
"Alright, and can you bring your laptop? I need to check that too."
"Baby," I whine. "Are you going to break that too?"
"Love, I need to take these extra precautions. You're my everything and I don't need you taken away from me because I didn't secure your stuff."
"I understand," I prop my phone on a shelf. "It's just so much," I sigh.
"I know, baby and I'm sorry," he gives a sad smile.
"On a lighter note, I'm looking for something to wear. Do want to help?"
"Yeah. Maybe you should match me," he smirks.
"Hmmm, what would your employees say when they see you doing cute couple stuff."
"You're right, never mind."
I laugh, "Oh, we're definitely matching."
"Why?"
"Because I want to and you're not going to say no to me. Now show me what you're wearing."
He bites his bottom lip, "Watch yourself, baby." He stands and shows off his fit. He's wearing a beige turtleneck, black pants, and I can't see his shoes. He's also wearing gold jewelry on his wrist and around his neck.
"Satisfied?" he asks.
"Yup, mwah!" I blow him a kiss.
"Your so cute," he grins at the screen.
I grab the phone and tell him, "I'm going to get changed, eat, and come down there."
"Alright, I love you."
"I love you too," I respond and hang up.
"What the hell have you done to my brother?" I turn to see Elvira leaning on the door frame with her arms crossed.
"You are so nosey," I shoo her. "I'm going to change so, you can wait in the car for me please."
She rolls her eyes, "Fine, but don't take too long."
"Love you!" I close the door behind her.
After contemplating for a few minutes, I decide to wear a tight-fitting beige maxi dress that I don't think I've worn before. I take a few mirror pics to post later and grab my things to head to the office.
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"Boss, your wife is here," a guard opens his office door for me.
"Let her in," Seb responds coldly.
"Thank you," I tell him and he shuts the door behind him.
Emilian's on the phone, looking out of his window that has an amazing view of nature. I gently place my things near his table and walk up behind him, wrapping my arms around his torso.
I can tell something is bothering him because he doesn't move a muscle. I then rub my hand on his back in a circular motion and he loosens up a bit.
"There's nothing else you can do?" he asks the person on the other end of the phone. "Close the gym for now and if anything else comes up and I mean anything, call me ASAP... Ok," he sighs and hangs up.
He seems to be calming down but suddenly, he tosses his phone across the room. "Baby," I speak, shocked. I grab his hands but he avoids looking at me.
"Seb, look at me."
"Not now, Elara."
"Do you want to talk about it?"
"No."
"Do you want me to leave?"
"No," he answers quickly.
"Baby, if you need space I will give you space."
"Love, if you leave, I will do much worse."
"Well, you're going to have to look at me so that I know that you're ok." He doesn't move an inch so, I stand in front of him and wrap my arms around him. "I'm staying here until you decide to speak."
"I'm so overwhelmed with work and I don't know how or why I allowed this to happen."
"How many times do I have to tell you to stop overworking yourself," I say. "You worry about way too much."
"But, baby, I have so many businesses to worry about and now people are after you."
"Leave your legal businesses to me for a while and you can handle your illegal stuff."
"I don't want you to do that baby, it's too much," he finally looks at me and I smile. He smiles back and tries to cover it up.
"I'm doing it because you don't need the stress and because we're partners."
He groans, "I guess we can do that for a bit."
"Good because I don't want you getting angry like this again."
"Love, I'm always angry at work."
"I know but please direct your anger elsewhere because now you have to buy another new phone," I point at the broken pieces on the floor.
"I can buy multiple new ones."
I roll my eyes, "You just got that, Seb."
"I know."
"You also look very kissable right now," I tell him.
"Well, are you going to kiss me?" he smirks.
"Nope, but you can look at my outfit." I step back and pose them do a little twirl. While I'm facing the other way, he roughly grabs my butt.
"Seb," I turn and gasp.
"Sorry, I can't resist the booty," he bites his lip as he holds onto it.
"You're supposed to be on punishment."
"I learned my lesson."
"Emilian," I say seriously.
"I know baby," he removes his hand. "This is hard," he sighs.
"We both have work to do so I'm going to start on mine. My laptop is on your desk and I need yours." He's just gazing at me as I talk.
"Baby, are you listening?"
"Yes, of course."
"What did I just say?"
"You need my laptop."
I fold my arms.
"And I will be getting it for you right now," he grabs it from a compartment in his desk and hands it to me. "Will you be staying with me?"
"I was going to, but it looks like you need to get a lot done."
"Alright," he sighs.
"I know you need me but please get everything sorted first." He still looks sad and his puppy eyes are killing me.
"Don't look at me like that," I take his hands and pull him towards me. "You look like you need a lot of cuddles but you're not getting any," I giggle.
"But," I pull his face down to mine and lay a quick kiss on his lips. "You need that for motivation. I love you and I will be in my new office if you need me," I grab the laptop and my purse then walks towards the door.
"I love you too."
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"Yes, ma'am you can only bring one person with you."
"But, I want to bring my daughter and my husband," the lady responds. She's been trying to convince me to give her extra seats for the event and it's only making me want to revoke her invitation.
"Ma'am I'm sorry but the seating is final and I can not help you but if you have any further questions, you can email my secretary Isa. Thanks for calling and goodbye," I hang up.
This is honestly stressful. She is the 6th person to call me about the seats today because Isa sent out the invitations this morning. I can't imagine Emilian doing all of this plus his other work.
I've had to send multiple emails, schedule meetings, fire people at different locations, and I realized that I need a new chair.
Luckily, it's 6:00 p.m. now and I could eat a nice meal then finally take a nap.
Someone knocks on the door and I tell them, "Come in." The door slowly opens and it's Seb.
"Hi baby, you sound sleepy," he kisses my forehead.
"I know but I got a lot of work done so it's worth it. Did you at least solve the problem you were talking on the phone about?"
"Nope and unfortunately I have to stay a bit longer, but I'll drop you off home."
I sigh, "Just get me a driver because I don't want you wasting time."
"I'm taking you home Elara," he says gripping my thighs. "Come on."
"Emilian," I whine. "That hurt."
"I'm sorry, love," he helps me up and grabs my bags. We walk out and he locks the door.
"I want orange juice and food," I tell him.
"I'll get you anything you want, baby."
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