Enchanted By Her Spell

DANIEL

I entangle myself from the blonde-haired girl sleeping next to me. I stare at her one last time, watching the rapid rise and fall of her chest as she snores lightly. I quickly ran my hands through my hair, it was a complete mess. I made my way to the bathroom to wash up then turned on the shower and let the water work its way down soothing all my muscles. I felt refreshed. When I was done, I wrapped the towel around my waist and walked out of the bathroom picking up my phone that I left in the drawer. I turned it on to see a message from Celine, my manager. I opened it and it read;

 "... Don't forget your interview for today with Porsh Magazines. Have a wonderful day..."

"Hey baby" The blonde girl called, throwing her hands all over me. I pushed her away angrily.

 "What's wrong?" she asks, obviously surprised. I mean what does she expect? that we'd become lovey dovey after last night? "I thought that you had such a great time." She purred like a contented cat.

"You know, I can always do this for you anytime you want so why don't I get your contact so that I can always holler at you whenever I need you"

"You need to get going and fast" I ordered, ignoring her last statement before storming into my closet to pick out my outfit. I settled for shorts, a white shirt and Moccasins. I come back only to find her sitting comfortably on my bed. This is the part I hated most, when a fling decides to play girlfriend. it annoys the shit outta me.

"You're still here?" I asked with furrowed brows

"Of course I am. what'd you expect? That I leave after you've had such a great time. sorry sweetheart but no can't do" she grunts and I almost laugh.

 "Fine, you can stay," I tell her, picking up my watch.

 "Just tell the owner of the house when he comes that I'd transfer the money for renting this place into his account" I added and her eyes widened at the shocking realization.

 "This isn't your house?" she asked bewildered

"I wouldn't take a whore to my house for crying out loud. what we had last night was just sex and nothing more"

 "Daniel!" she screamed.

"Yes sweetheart. you heard right so if you don't wanna leave then you can stay for Pete's sake. I don't give a fuck about the pussy I've already fucked so suite yourself" I comment and she looks at me with deadly eyes before picking up her clothes and walking out of the house.

 "Bye darling" I call out

 "Son of a bitch!" she snarled and I chuckled.

After she left, I called Celine asking her why she would set up an interview without letting me know about it. She ends the conversation by saying that it was an impromptu event and that she couldn't cancel because they are a big company and this photo-shot with them will end up boosting my career and take it to the next level so I'm left with no other choice than to attend. I step out of the house and I notice that my car is already waiting to take me to the location of the event. I enter and immediately, the driver speeds off and we arrive at the destination, some minutes past ten. My bodyguard stepped down to open the door for me and as soon as I stepped out, someone ran up to me trying to catch up with my quick strides. She led us into the building to the place where we would be taking the pictures.

"Hello Sir, welcome to Porsh Magazines, this is Valerie Scott and she'll be your photographer for today.

'' She introduced us and left but the lady in question didn't spare me a single glance as she continued with whatever she was doing. My eyes take a quick glance and I don't fail to notice the beauty standing in front of me. She is clad in a track suit that accentuated her curves and her brunette hair was tied up in a ponytail. She had no makeup on except for the lipgloss on her lips. Today might just be my lucky day.

"It would do you good if you stopped staring cause I won't be responsible if your dick bulged out of your pants" she sneered with furrowed brows. I looked away.

"So when do we begin? I have a lot of work to do" I said, giving her a quizzical look.

"If you're busy then you can leave. I also have a lot of work to do. We can always reschedule" she replies before facing her attention to whatever she was doing.

 "How can a lady be this rude?" She scoffs.

 "You can't just walk in here like you own this place and start calling the shots. In case you don't know, we've been waiting for over an hour to have this photo session or do you think that we're jobless?"