The Nation’s Jackpot Girl (BWWM)

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Julian's POV

I looked at my watch countless times, waiting for my mother to leave my office so I could prepare for the date I had with this mystery girl. I looked at the time on my watch, and it was already past 7.

"When is this woman leaving so I can go on my date?" I say in my head.

After some time, she called her driver to come to carry some of her things to my office so they could start going. I was finally relieved to know that she wanted to leave.

Her driver came into the office and picked up her things, then she came to me and hugged me and also gave me a peck on my cheek before leaving. I felt I was too old for that, but she was just used to doing it. It had been a practice for her since I was little.

Whenever I was leaving her, she would always embrace me and peck me. When my father left us for almost a year, I didn't receive such treatment from her, and I must say I missed it dearly. It was good to know that she was over it now, and I had my sweet mother back, but I still felt I was a bit old for that.

I quickly put away all my things and arranged my office. I put my important documents in my drawer and locked them.

I look at my phone and check the text that my new catch had sent. She texted me the location of where she would like us to meet. It was a Mexican restaurant down the street where my company was.

This girl must have good taste, I thought to myself. The restaurant was quite expensive, but it was worth it because their food was lovely. Even though the restaurant was expensive, I was still up to the task because I had the money.

I dialed her number and asked her if she wanted me to come to pick her up, and she would go there herself; and she said I shouldn't bother that she was going to come herself.

I had to be sweet and also caring so that she would feel comfortable with me as this night was the last time I was going to see her.

I told her that she should text me when she had left her house so I would know when to leave my office because I didn't want to go there and wait for her.

I scrolled through my phone and went to i********: to check if I would see any new people, and that was when I saw a new picture from my girlfriend. I looked at the picture and admired every inch of her. She looked so beautiful.

I liked the concept and dropped my phone, and then I remembered that I had told my girlfriend I was going to call her back, and I had still not called her.

I looked at the time, and it was almost eight, so I quickly dialed her number and waited for her to respond. After a few minutes, she greeted me with "Hey, babe."

Hearing her voice calmed me down, and I instantly wished she was here with me. We talked for a while, and she told me all that happened in her office today.

She then requested if I could pick her up so she could come over to my place and spend the night. I knew I already had someone new waiting for me, and even though I loved her, I couldn't afford to miss my date with this new girl.

I look for an excuse and tell her to prevent her from coming over. I told her that I was at my mum's place and I was spending the night there and I knew that I wouldn't want to come over to my mum's house because she could tell that my mum didn't like her, so that was the perfect excuse.

She quickly declined to come over again and said she would come tomorrow. I'm happy because I have enough time to spend with my new catch.

After talking to her for a while, I ended the call and saw a message from the new girl I was going out with. I looked at the notification and was relieved when I saw that she sent it just 8 minutes ago.

I put on my jacket and spray a little perfume and then pick up my keys from the table before heading out. I entered my Bentley car, which caused me to buy a lot. I turn on the music as I drive down to the restaurant with so much joy that I will have fun tonight.

In less than 20 minutes, I arrived at the restaurant. I parked outside and texted her that I was out, and immediately she replied that she was already in the restaurant and had been waiting for me.

I turn off my car engine and walk elegantly into the restaurant while using my eyes to search for her. I was relieved when I saw her wave at me from the other side of the restaurant.

I walked down to meet her, and immediately after I reached the table, she stood up from her chair and welcomed me with a tight hug.

I apologized for keeping her waiting, and she told me it was not a problem and that she had not been waiting for too long. I ask her to place her order, and I do the same.

As we waited for our order to arrive, we talked, and that was when I asked her what her name was because the other day, I could not get her name. She told me her name was Victoria, and I told her it was adorable, and it suited her.

Not too long after, our order arrived, and we began to eat. As we ate, I didn't stop showering her with compliments so it would make her comfortable and also make her agree to my advances.

I said to myself that even if she didn't agree to go home with me tonight, I would make sure that she died some other time because she was just too hot to resist.

After a long chatting time, I look at my watch, and it is already past 9. I told her that I had to head home now and had a pleasant time with her.

She smiles and tells me she had an excellent time too. I was tempted to make a move and ask her to join me at my house, but I felt I would be too forward.

We got up from our chairs, and we walked down to my car. I offered to drop her off at home, and to my greatest surprise, she asked me a question that I had wished she did.

"You want to end the night here?" She asked me as she flashed a seductive smile at me.

When I got back my courage to invite her over to my house to spend the night, she didn't hesitate to accept, and I was thrilled. This night just got better.

I opened the door for her like the gentleman I am and allowed her to enter the car. Then I went to my seat and drove out of the restaurant.

We talked a little on the ride down to my house. I kept rubbing her lap as we spoke to send a message that I wanted her. I was glad she didn't react in any way, which meant that we were on the same page.

We reached my house, and I left her in my bedroom. I offer her a drink and head to the bathroom to have my shower.

When I came back, she was already lying on the bed, and I quickly joined her. We made out and made love to each other. I enjoyed her so much that I doubted if that would be the last time we were going to see them.

I woke up the following day, and thanked God it was a Saturday. I look for my phone or my wristwatch, to check the time.

I see my phone close to me, and I open it and check the time. It's only 5 minutes past 7. I sigh and lie down back. Then I turn to notice that Victoria is no longer there.

"Maybe she saw herself out, which was good," I thought.

Just as I was about to continue my sleep, I perceived a lovely aroma coming from my kitchen. I wonder who would be in my house. I get down quickly from my bed and wear my robe, and out in my slippers, then head down to my kitchen.

I reach the kitchen and stand at the door to see Victoria putting on my shirt and cooking. Who the hell asked her to enter my kitchen. Just as I am about to enter, she turns and sees me standing there.

She walks up to me and pecks me on my cheek, and greets me. She told me she was preparing breakfast for us.

I wanted to yell at her and ask her to take off my shirt and leave my house, but the aroma from the food wouldn't allow me. It won't be wrong to have her one more time again before letting her go since it looked like that was what she wanted.

I go to my dining room, and she serves me the food. I ate the food hungrily because it was tasty and hungry.

After eating, we made out again, and I told myself that this was going to be the last time after we were done, I told her I had somewhere to be in the next 30 minutes, so I told her to have her bath and go, and I'll call her later in the day, but I had no plans on calling her.

I was relieved when she finished bathing and dressed up so she could leave. She kissed me goodbye, and I saw her off.