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CHAPTER 5:GENESIS

"We leave at noon tomorrow, is that okay with you?" He asked, throwing a therapeutic smile in Tessa's direction, as always. "Yeah. That's perfect." She answered, reciprocating his smile.

He had the kind of smile that was overly captivating, to say the least. She left his office excited, she had just gotten the job of my dreams on a platter, and to add to that, she had a hot, sexy man all to myself.

She arrived home in no time and had begun packing almost immediately, while she was happy and overjoyed, one part of her was skeptical as to what might unravel itself on this journey, but she couldn't care less.

She made sure to carry with her the best of her clothes, basically the best of everything she could lay her hands on, she couldn't afford to come off as mediocre in any way. She made sure to tuck in carefully a pack of condoms.

"What the fuck!" She let out, at the thought of the fact that she was getting ready to have sex with him. She knew it was a risk on her path, getting attached, only to be turned down, maybe? She thought to herself.

He was so hot, the chances that he wouldn't want to be involved with her were high, but the chances that he might be high too. She was high too, she thought to herself.

Her phone rang unrelentingly, and after a few seconds of stubbornness, she decided to pick it up. "Hello," she said in her usual sexy and alluring voice.

"Woo, easy easy..." She heard from the other end of the call, it was Eloise. "Hey Tee, how are you getting ready for the trip tomorrow?" He asked, "Very well. And thank you once again for the connection. I'm super grateful!" She thanked me.

"Oh don't mention, that's nothing. Just... Don't fall in my hands. Don't disgrace me. That's all I ask of you." He said, "I bet you can trust me on that."

She added, fiddling lightly and slowly with her hair.

The call cut. She continued her packing, several thoughts running through her mind. What kind of person was he? What would he expect of her? These and many thoughts ran through her mind.

She was finally done with packing and didn't even know when she drifted off to sleep. She woke to find she was already running late. She hurriedly took her shower and got ready. She arrived at the airport in no time.

"Good... Morning" he greeted, the usual baritone crisp was dominant in his voice and got her every time. "Good morning, Julian." She greeted, trying not to be in awe of his gorgeousness. She noticed he liked what he saw, and was happy about that. She noticed how seductively he looked at her.

It felt like he was already having sexual imaginations of what he'd do to her in bed. She felt the same but was particular about hiding how she felt, so she didn't come off as an easy target.

"Shall we?" He said, gesturing his hand in her direction, "Sure, thank you." She replied, "Your luggage? The attendants would bring them on for you. They got on the plane and it had taken off in no time.

As Tessa made her way to her seat with Julian walking behind her, she felt he would be looking at her backside. This made her quite nervous, but she maintained her balance. She sat calmly, crossing her legs.

"So... You're welcome on board," he blurted coldly, pouring wine into a glass that sat in front of them. "Thank you." She answered, trying as much as possible to stay composed. "So... Um... What's the first point of duty?" She asked.

"Well, that would be settling in. Just get yourself all settled and rest. You are a top chef, you already understand what billionaires want when it comes to the culinary." He said, getting up, and flexing his well-toned muscles.

Tessa's eyes followed him slowly before she caught herself in the way. She was quite uneasy. Was he trying to give her the chase break that men usually gave? Chasing so hard one minute and then laying back the next?

They arrived at their destination faster than they knew it. They were lodged in a hotel, it was cozy, expensive, and top-notch. Tessa was impressed. This was what she wanted! Her expectations weren't cut short! Not one bit!

She watched as he undressed himself, right before he was about to have his shower, she sat facing a different direction, pretending not to be looking in his direction.

She saw his dick stand hard and erect, it was big too. She instantly felt a tingle in her guts. "Would this always be the case?" She asked, breaking the silence. "What?" He asked, almost immediately, the thunderous undertone of his baritone covering the room.

"Going naked...like... In my presence, is that what it should be? What happened to being professional? Like we agreed on?" She said, trying to sound as nice as possible.

"You should have just excused yourself, there's a whole space outside for you, like come on, I'm too busy for this!" He said coldly, irritated. "Apologies if that came off the wrong way. Thought you would have just asked that I excuse you?" She said,

"Excuse you?" He asked, "Why would I?" He added.