I had to look up the currency in Dubai and I just hope I've got the money right. -,-
What she wore^^
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Recap:

We entered our penthouse and I shut the door and walked over to the sofa and dived on to it grabbing a near by cushion and hugging it. I let out a long sigh and I heard Dylan chuckle. "Your already tired?"

"I'm so tried Dylan. How aren't you tried yet?" I asked through my half lidded eyes.

"I guess I'm just used to the travelling." I saw Dylan shrug a little before my mind wandered off and my body felt even more tired. I felt my eyes fully close now and I was swept away by the calm darkness of my dreams.

Bella's POV

My eyes fluttered open the morning beams hitting my face and therefore making me groan. I rubbed my eyes and felt around me. Bed. Bed?! How did I get here? Dylan must've carried me to my bed.

I yawned stretching my arms out and waving them about feeling like a butterfly. I felt like jelly. "Wha the fuck are you doing?" I heard Dylan laugh.

I sat up in my bed, "Stretching...." I trailed off and then grinned, "My arms feel like jelly."

"Glad someone slept well out of the two of us." He stated leaning against the door frame.

"Why couldn't you sleep?" I asked.

"You know we have a meeting today?" Dylan said. I nodded and then he laughed unhumorously, "Of course you'd be calm about this. Only because I'm doing all the god damn work!" He looked annoyed and frustrated.

I sighed and slipped out of my bed. My feet sunk into the plush carpet and I walked up to Dylan, who looked confused. I craned my neck up to talk to him. Why does he have to be this tall? "It's only been one day okay? Stop stressing. Let me help you." I poked his shoulder.

He rolled his eyes, "You're not serious about this or anything!"

I went on my tip toes and wrapped my arms around his neck and hugged him, "You're annoying when your stressed Dyl."

"Shut up." He said burying his head into my shoulder and wrapping his arms around my waist.

"And sometimes you just need a hug." I stated with a smile and he let out a muffled laugh. "And coffee."

"Come on let's call room service. I'm starving." He said letting go of me but grabbing my hand and pulling me towards the living room.

I realised I was only in a long tee. What? I shrugged and sat down as Dylan ordered. He finished and then looked at me, "They said about 15 mins and we only have 2 hours till the meeting." He said clamping and unclamping his hands together.

I nodded and grabbed the laptop off his lap and he furrowed his eyes eyebrows. I went over the PowerPoint he had made and laughed at some bits. "What are you laughing at? I know it's bad I did it like at 2am last night."

I smiled and corrected some mistakes he had made. "Here you go." I passed his MacBook back to him. His eyes scanned over it and he nodded in approval.

The door was knocked on and someone yelled room service. "Come in!" I yelled back making Dylan flinch at my loudness.

A dainty woman came in with a tray of food and I glanced at Dylan with a questioning look. There was a lot of food okay. "Will that be it?" I squinted my eyes and looked at her name tag.

Clarissa. "Yes that is fine thank you." Dylan said looking down at his computer. Clarissa nodded and was about to turn away.

"Wait!" I said and she stopped looking at me confused. I grabbed Dylan's wallet from next to him and fished out a 10 dirham note and passed it to her. She smiled warmly and thanked me and exited.

I placed Dylan's wallet down. "Really?" He tilted his head.

"I liked her okay and I'll give you the money back."

"No need." He shook his head and got up walking towards the table. I followed his and sat opposite him.

"Can I ask you a question?" I tilted my head to the side a little.

"That was a question." He picking up the plate which had pancakes stacked together with whipped cream and bananas. Ew bananas.

I rolled my eyes, "what's the meeting even about?" I said cluelessly and picked up the plate with eggs, hash brown, bacon and beans. Basically a full English breakfast minus the tea. I now feel like I need tea to make this complete this breakfast.

Dylan laughed and I blushed embarrassed. "Well we're presenting a PowerPoint to investors to tell them why they should invest in our new hotel." 

I swallowed the last bite of hash brown, "Oh is that it. I have to come because?"

"You're my assistant baby girl." He said nearly half finished with his waffles.

"But what am I supposed to do?" I asked. I knew what to do but I didn't know what he wanted me to do whilst I'm there. I had just came up to nearly half finishing my plate.

Dylan reached over and grabbed the bowl of fruits for himself. "Look pretty." A smirk played at his lips because he knew that'd piss me off.

I kicked him forcefully under the table. "Asshole."

"Ow!" He went to rub his shin and looked at me with a sad face. "I was only joking!" He cried out. "You're going to present business ideas and basically make sure we're organised and that I don't make a fool out of myself."

"Will do." I smirked and went on to eating my fruits.

"Oh shit it's 12. We only have 1 hour." He panicked. I finished my bowl and got up. I patted his head before walking away towards my room.

I payed out my undergarments, a black pencil skirt that went about mid thigh, a plain white silk top and a camellia pink blazer that had two black roses on it.

I grabbed bathroom essentials and went in.

//45 minutes later//

After all of that I looked good. My hair was curled to perfection and my makeup was one point from my pink coloured lipstick to my eyeliner that hid behind my black glasses. My outfit matched my nude coloured heels, my nude coloured clutch and my small pendant.

I hear a soft knock on my door. "Are you done yet?" I heard Dylan's voice.

I put my phone and things into my clutch and opened the door. Dylan was donning a suit and we both looked at each other. "No way in hell are you wearing that." He said pushing me back inside of my room. "Go and get changed."

"No! I look good!" I said.

"Nu-uh." He protested.

"We're going to be late!" I retorted. He sighed and looked at me shaking his head.

He grabbed my hand roughly and tugged me along with him. I frowned but followed him. What was wrong with what I was wearing?

We sat in his car and I frowned. We sat in silence until I decided to break it. We came up to a red light and I decided to bring it up. "What is wrong with what I'm wearing?" I asked Dylan.

I saw him check his watch. He briefly glanced at me and shook his head, "They're going to be all over you." He scowled at me. I looked through the tinted window and saw Jaci written across the glass budding. The word had the moon phase on the top. It was pretty. We passed it and drove towards the parking area where Dylan parked in the V.I.P section.

I hadn't noticed but Dylan had already got out and had opened the door for me. I stepped out and thanked him. He shut the door and grabbed his briefcase and led the way.

We walked into the building and someone immediately came up to us. "Right this way." She said her hair tied into a slick bun and her pencil skirt under her knee and she wore a white blouse.

We were led into a massive conference room. "Mr. Blue will be here in a few minutes. You have approximately 5 minutes to get ready."

We nodded and I got out our business cards and set them on the table and Dylan set up the computer. Dylan sighed rubbing his temples. "You okay?" I asked. He nodded.

I was sat down and I saw a guy stride in with people following him. I stood and Dylan walked in front of me.

Young man. Piercing blue eyes. Caramel brown hair. Defined jaw. Maybe 21? "Ah Mr. Knight a pleasure to meet you." He shook Dylan's hand.

"The pleasure is all mine." Dylan smirked. They looked like good friends.

"Haven't seen you in a while." Mr. Blue bumped him on the shoulder.

Dylan laughed, "I have been busy."

"This is my assistant Amanda, my lawyer Andrew, the head of my business team Natasha, the head of my marketing team Noah and a few of my business associates." Mr. Blue introduced them all. The business associates were all old men. Late 30s coming into their 40s is what it looked like and as for the people on his team, well they were all young but older than me and Dylan maybe all on their early 20s.

I peeked out from behind Dylan's shoulder and Mr. Blue spotted me smirked. I smiled shyly. Fake shyness they love it. They'll buy it. They'll want me and since I'm heiress they'll want to invest in the company. "And who's the beautiful lady Dylan?"

Dylan glanced down at me and masked his emotions. He stepped aside. "Bella Smith my assistant. The heiress of many major hotels."

I held out my hand so we could both shake hands but it surprised me when he took my hand and kissed my hand gently. "A pleasure to meet you Miss. Smith." He grinned. I let a blush coat my cheeks before retrieving my hand. "Should we start then?" Mr. Blue went on.

They all sat down and so did I. Dylan exhaled and started. I zoned out and let him get on with it.

When I zoned back in maybe 20 minutes later. "And as you can see your rates would get higher and so would ours. This would be good for both hotels." Dylan pointed at a chart thing.

"What do you think Bella?" I heard Mr. Blue ask.

"Why ask me? Why don't you ask your business associates? They are here for a purpose." His associates jaws dropped.

He raised an eyebrow at me, "This is very true Miss Smith but I would like your opinion."

"My opinion is obviously one sided so why would you want to hear it?" I pushed.

His expression looked neutral, "Why can't I?"

"Well in my opinion I believe that you should just invest as Dylan did say it would help your company grow bigger than it already is and it'd help our hotels. It's a win win deal." I flashed a pearly white smile to top it off.

"Okay." Mr. Blue nodded scanning his eyes over me.

"What?" Dylan said and then coughed, "Pardon?"

"Pass me the paperwork. I'll sign it right now." Mr. Blue said.

I got up and put the paperwork in front of him. "Sign here." I pointed at the dotted lines. "Here. Here." I flipped the pages. "Here. Here. Here. I think this may be the last one. Thank you." I said picking up the pieces of paper.

"We'll get it sent to you later today." Dylan said. Mr. Blue nodded and stood. Everyone else did too. We all shook hands and thanked each other.

"I'm just going to go to the toilet." I muttered to Dylan. He nodded and started grabbing his stuff.

I stepped out and walked down the corridor. "Miss Smith!" I turned around and saw Mr. Blue. He walked up to me slowly.

"Hi...?" I didn't know his name.

"Alexander. Alexander Blue." Mr- I mean Alexander winked at me. I looked at him confused.

"Do you need Dylan?" I asked.

He shook his head and laughed, "No, no I wanted to talk to you."

"Okay..." I trailed off a little.

"You seem like a cute girl and since you're here for a while we should hang out." He grinned.

I smiled and showed him my phone, "here put your number in then."

He took my phone out my hands and typed his number in and then called it. His phone rang and then he ended the call. Alexander passed my phone back to me. I smiled at him shyly and he grinned at me. His phone rang and he sighed.

"I'll see you then." He waved.

I nodded and walked away. I finally found the toilets and saw the business associates lingering around. I glanced at them and then the toilet door. They smirked and watched me. I walked in speedily. I went to the toilet and did my business and came back out. I washed my hands and checked my reflection.

I dried my hands and then stepped out. The business associates still stood there and they looked at me. "Hey sweet cheeks. Let me take you home." One of them said. I grimaced and ignored them. "Don't ignore me." He growled and pulled me by my wrist.

"Let go!" I struggled out of his strong grip. The others snickered and another walked up to me.

"What's wrong sweetheart? We could pleasure you way better than those prissy assholes." He trailed his finger along my jaw. I growled and spat in his face. I lifted my foot and kicked him in the shin and made sure my heel dug into him.

I felt my hair being gripped and I let out a cry. Why wasn't anyone coming down here? Why? It's a toilet for gods sake! "Now sweet cheeks you shouldn't do that." The guy gripping my hair said darkly. The others snickered.

I was pushed to face the other guy, the one I spat on, and he raised his hand I struggled in their grip and forced my eyes shut and waited for the impact.

"Get your hands away from her." I heard a growl. I looked up a little and saw Dylan standing there crossing his arms over his chest.

"Go away child. We're just taking her home." The man I spat on, said annoyed.

"How would you know where she lived?" Dylan asked with a dark smirk.

"She told us." Said the man gripping my hair. He pulled it a little more making me gasp.

Dylan's features darkened and he emitted an animalistic growl. "Get your fucking hands off her."

"And why should we?" The guy pulled my hair more so my head was pulled back.

"Because she's mine. So stop fucking touching her or I'll ruin you and all of your fucking companies you bastards. Now do I need to repeat myself?" He said loudly, stalking up to them. The men stayed still, not moving a single inch. "Get your fucking hands off my girlfriend." He scowled and punched the guy in front of me.

His friends all growled and the guy, who gripped my hair let go of me. I swiftly turned around and punched him in the face. I turned and Dylan grabbed my hand and pulled me towards the elevator whilst the other guys tended to their two friends.

"What the hell were you doing?" He said once we got into our car. I had pulled my hair up and sighed.

"I went to the toilet Dylan. They came on to me."

"We could sue them."

"But we also beat them up so..." I trailed off.

"Do you want me to get a lawyer on it?" He said rubbing soft circles into my thigh even though he was angry, annoyed and overall pissed off.

I sighed and shook my head, "It's okay. I'll see that their companies crash and burn."

Dylan nodded and then reversed out of the parking space and we started driving home. "I told you not to wear that." Dylan said, as we drove up to a red light, the annoyance clear in his tone.

"I thought I looked good." I bit my lip.

"Look were that got you!" He said banging his fist against the wheel in anger.

I looked down at my hands, "I'm sorry." I said in an almost inaudible whisper.

"It wasn't even your fault." I looked back up and I could see his knuckles turning white from gripping the wheel to hard. "It was theirs but it could have been prevented."

"What happened happened okay. So stop. Please." I said looking out the window. We drove up to the hotel and Dylan always parked his own car because he didn't trust the valets with his car.

I stepped out and looked at Dylan. "You go. I'll come back in a few." I nodded and walked away not looking back. I was upset about what had happened because fuck I was nearly going to get raped or sexually assaulted.

Maybe a few shots would help. No. Netflix. Yes! Netflix! I speed walked towards the elevator and got in until it took me to the penthouse and I quickly got in. I kicked off my heels and picked them up walking towards my room.

I hadn't had lunch and it was nearly 4:00. I sigh and start stripping and showering again.

Once I've finished showering I pull on some ombré VS booty shorts and an ombré VS tee. I stretched and grabbed some food and then lay myself under my fluffy comforters and put on Netflix. Fuck yes.

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How was that? Sorry it's been so long. I've been failing math and geography and maybe science and my parents are giving me shit for that. Sucks for being in set 1 sometimes. Well I got motivated by my cousin who read this. She pushed me to write more. THANKS.

I love you guys so much. I'm 13😂🙈🙊 no one really guessed that except this one person but they guessed all numbers so -shrugs- doesn't really count. Sooo... Add me on snapchat: sadia_kaiser I feature potato on it (my sister) sometimes 😂😂

Okay person who guesses my favourite weather gets the next dedication. I love these weird games. Do you guys want to suggest More? I like a laugh :)

All the love. Sadia. XxX

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