Trouble With The Billionaires - 5 Chapter 4. At The Dinner.

Vanessa had hurried off to her room to change after giving Nathaniel, a sneer and at the same time, to call her father to warn him of the situation they were now trapped in.

Ringing…

“Hello.” He picked up almost immediately, as if he was waiting for her call.

“Dad…. There is a problem.” She said hesitantly and heard her father laugh nervously on the other side.

“Did your mother find out about the plates?”

“Plates? What plates?” Vanessa asked curiously and her father faked a confused laugh.

“Plates? Who said plates?”

“Daaaad…”

“Ok fine, I might have broken her favourite plates!”

“Oh my gosh….. you are so dead, dad!” Vanessa burst out laughing hysterically and George scowled at her over the phone.

“Vinni!”

“Yes Dad?!” Vanessa asked sweetly, too sweetly and she smirked as she heard her father sigh.

“Don’t tell her.”

“I will not, but you have to promise me that you’ll favour me on what I am about to tell you.”

“Anything!” His father exclaimed happily and Vanessa laughed nervously. Hesitantly.

“Iamworkinginblackscorporation.”

“Come again?”

“I am working in Black’s Corporations.”

“What the fu-”

“Dad!”

“And you are telling me this now? What were you doing when you were filling the resume?” George asked sarcastically and Vanessa chuckled dryly. “Dancing?”

“I was excited, so I kind of forgot to check the details..”

“And when they were welcoming you?”

“Too nervous, I guess.” She heard her father spew out colourful curses on the other side.

“Well, your mother must have gone crazy!”

“She looked like a Conjuring Ghost!” Vanessa giggled, remembering the murderous expression on her mother’s face and George chuckled.

“So?”

“So what?”

“What is Mr. Black doing at our house?” Vanessa asked in ‘Sapphire’ tone and George spew out another curse.

“Nathaniel….. oh shit! I forgot about it entirely!”

“Dad? Is there something I should know?”

“Um- well, you know, Glen and I decided to put an end to this rivalry and work together for a new project, and I might have invited Nathaniel over for dinner, so we can discuss the contract.” George answered hesitantly and Vanessa scowled at him over the phone.

“Thank you very much father, for inviting that perverted monster!”

George laughed at her choice of words, “He is not that bad, darling.”

“Right… And I am Madonna!” She snorted and George chuckled at his daughter’s sarcasm.

“More beautiful, Vinns!”

“I love you, Dad.”

“Hmm… I love you too, Mio prezioso (itallian~ my precious). See you soon.”

And he hanged up.

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Vanessa had not stepped out of the room until her father had stepped inside the house and to Nathaniel’s sadness, had ignored her entire existence, when he was fixing the buisness meeting for the project and he had the hoped that it will change when they would settle down for dinner.

He knew it was his fault that he thought that his perverted mind will be sated by just a glimpse of the beauty she had grown into, but it had only awaken his need, the inner desire to devour her.

And he surely will apologize, only if she gives him a chance. His brown eyes wandered to the right, where she was seated, beside her mother looking solely focussed on the food.

So fucking mesmerisingly beautiful.

Can he not have her for dessert? A clank broke him out of his reverie and as his gaze fell on the fork that had slipped out of George’s hand, in shock, he cursed as he realised that he had spoken his thoughts aloud. As his gaze wandered to Vanessa, she threw him a dirty glare, to which he responded with a wink.

He grinned as her eyes widened in response and Sera immediately jumped up from her place.

“Um- I will go bring the dessert….. George, will you lend me a hand?” He gave her husband a stern ‘warning’ behind the sweet smile as he tried to protest.

“There is a wine in the cabinet, that Is yet to be popped and I can’t carry everything alone.”

You traitor. Vanessa gave her father a stink eye as he stood up from his place at the head and thumped Nathaniel, who was sitting on his right, on the shoulder.

“We’ll be back in a minute son.” Until then fix everything. He didn’t add and Nathaniel smiled warmly at him.

“Take your time Mr. Survin.” Until then I’ll try to fix everything. He watched them until they disappeared in the kitchen and turned to look at the blue eyed girl, who was busy stabbing her food with her fork.

Probably imagining it to be him. “It’s not my head, darling.” He chuckled as she blushed slightly but didn’t lower her guard.

“I wish it was….” Vanessa sneered at him, and stood up from her place, and her lace white dress straightened with her. “Tell my mom I am done.”

“You’ll not stay for desert.” He asked innocently as she pushed the chair under the table and she scowled at him. He had the audacity to ask that.

“My appetite is lost, thanks to a perverted idiot, who can’t keep his dirt in his mind.” And the perverted shoothole had the audacity to grin at her.

“Well…. It was the truth.” She squirmed uneasily as he looked dead in her eye seriously and leaned back into the chair. “I do want to devour-”

Vanessa’s eyes closed shut and he grinned as she put her hands on her ears and shook her head repeatedly, to prevent his dirty thoughts from reaching her mind.

So fucking innocent. Nathaniel smiled at her softly and stood up from his seat. Vanessa’s entire form tensed as he felt his hands remove her hands from her ears.

Her blue eyes follow the trail of goosebumps as his hand down her left arm, and her eyes shut instinctively as he swept her long brown hairs over her right shoulder.

“de sorte fucking séduisant.” He placed a tender kiss on her shoulder and smiled pleasantly as he felt her shiver pleasurably. “ma petite fleur.”

Another shiver passed through her at his foreign words.

Is he trying to seduce me? Vanessa whirled around in his arms and scowled at his smug face.

“What did you just speak to me?”

“French?” He smiled innocently as she threw eye-daggers at him and he was sure, he would have been dead if they woukd have been real.

“Nathaniel…..” She warned slightly and his heart skipped a beat, but he kept his cool.

“Ahan, you know my name…..” He gave her a toothy grin and Vanessa glared at him

“No! I guessed it….. Of course, I know your name, do you have a loose screw here?” She tapped the side of his head and he shrugged and smiled goofily, that Vanessa couldn’t help but return his smile.

“votre sourire est tellement beau.” Nathaniel’s eyes twinkled as he tucked some of her loose hairs behind her ear and Vanessa sighed in defeat, unable to decipher his words.

“I seriously don’t get you.” Vanessa’s lips pursed and brows knitted in adorable confusion, and Nathaniel smiled at her cuteness.

“I said your smile is beautiful.”

“Oh..” Maybe, he is not that bad.

“…Thanks.” Vanessa smiled at him shyly and pulled her chair back out, before settling down gracefully in her seat again.

“Well Vanessa, aren’t you done?” He quoted her words mockingly as he settled down back in his seat.

“Well….. a little dessert won’t hurt.” Vanessa picked up the small spoon from the cutlery. “Mom. Dad. You can stop leaning your ear on the door and come out now.”

“I told you not to hear, but do you ever listen to me?” Sera spoke up loudly from behind the closed door and Nathaniel chuckled.

“What?! You asked me to find you a glass, so you can hear-”

“What the hell are you talking about?”

“Oh I’ll tell you….”

“Dad, did you tell her about the plates?” Vanessa asked innocently and Nathaniel chuckled.

“What plates?”

“It’s noth-”

“Oh dad, you didn’t tell her that you broke her favourite plates….. oops, my bad.” Vanessa called out and heard her mother shriek in response.

“George Theodore Survin!”

“Oh fuck!” The door was unbolted, to a scene of her mother holding a broom, chasing her father and Vanessa giggled as she thumped it on her father’s head, until he gained speed.

Vanessa stood up from her seat, and walked over to Nathaniel, and took ahold of his hand.

“Come on, lets go out for some icecream!” Vanessa tugged on his hand and Nathaniel glanced in the direction where her parents had run off to.

“It is not going to cool off until dad brings that same set of plates again…” Vanessa gave his hand another tug. “…. and I really want icecream.”

“Ok fine.” He finally gave in and stood up from his chair and Vanessa beamed at him.

“Yes! I’ll go grab my jacket.” Vanessa thumped him playfully and happily skipped towards her room.

She is so beautiful, without even trying. Nathaniel thought as he watched her hum to herself happily. …And loves to eat icecream.

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Translations(french):

de sorte fucking séduisant: So fucking alluring.

ma petite fleur: My little flower.

votre sourire est tellement beau: your smile is so beautiful.

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