Bewitching the notorious billionaire

Hey guys..  The story is purely fictional, all the characters exist in my head and yours. It is not a real life story.  You can find the second book of the series, called "Enticing the notorious billionaire".  Lots of luv ♥ Enjoy!! There she stood, looking at herself in the mirror. "Please tell me I look like a guy" Aria mumbled. "Except that" Gwen pointed to her chest. "What can I do about it?" she said, thinking hard. "Take this" Gwen gave her a small black top. "Why would I wear that?" she asked, examining it. "That's going to act like a shield" she chuckled. "It's going to work. Just wear it" she said, ushering her into the washroom. "I can't breathe" Aria said, looking at herself in the mirror again. "You seem to want your plan to fail" said Gwen making Aria frown. "Well, you're ready. Go kick some butt" Gwen hooted and she chuckled. She walked down the street and breathed heavily. Shoulders up, walk without swaying, make your voice hoarse. Act like a man. She kept mentally reminding herself as she walked to the given address. She froze, looking at the mansion. Was it possible that he lived here? Nah. Definitely a confusion. She looked up the address again and shut her eyes, biting her lip. She walked towards the mansion, cursing her oversized trousers. Trying to fit into a man's clothes is unimaginable. The shirt was damn loose and she had to fasten it with a few pins, making sure the pins weren't seen. She took a deep breath and looked up at the mansion standing proud, in the middle of the city with the richest exterior and a large area. "I would like to meet Mr. King" she smiled. "And who are you?" asked the security guard. He scratched his chin, looking at her, from head to toe, while rubbing his protruding belly with a stick. "Um.. I'm his friend, Jason Bourne" she said, faking her voice, sounding more manly. Dumb woman!! Couldn't you think of another name?! Jason Bourne, seriously?! He would definitely throw her out even if he had the slightest of brains. "Jason Bourne, eh?" he asked. She couldn't believe her ears. He hadn't heard about Jason Bourne! That was her favourite series, which she would watch every Saturday even while Gwen, her roommate, constantly whined. "Heard that somewhere" he muttered, trying to remember. His thick eyebrows furrowed and she tried her best not scream and run down the street. He looked like a walking dinosaur, with his height and facial expressions. Just wondering if dinosaurs also had fat belly. "Did I tell you how handsome your stubble looks?" she smiled, charmingly. If he was gay, he would've definitely fallen for it. "You're a wierd man" he groaned. You're acting like a man. Be a man. She chanted. "Mr King is going to throw you out of your job, once I tell him that you didn't let me in" she confidently smirked. A series of expressions passed through his face and she couldn't recognise half of those. "Wait 'ere" he said and she nodded. "Mr. King, there's a Jason Bourne outside. I let him in?" he asked, through the phone. 'Start learning English, you belly man' she thought and smirked when he nodded. "Sire said no. Get out now. Threatening me, eh?" he growled. "Give me the phone, I'll talk to him" she sounded cool. "No. Out" he said. "Don't make me a create a scene, I'm sure your 'sire' won't like that one bit" she said. "And he may or may not throw you out for not being able to handle me" she smirked. "Look here, Bourne" he said and she looked surprised. "Who?" she asked, mentally kicking herself. She had introduced herself as Bourne. "Yeah.. I mean yes. Tell me" she said. "Out of here now. Or I won't hesitate to kick you out" he said. "Mannerless man. How can you say that to a lad.." she bit her tongue not wanting to finish. She had almost given away, by saying lady. This was her only chance and she muttered a curse. "What did you say?" the guard caught on. "I said.. said.. Lad. Lad as in boy" she beamed, able to think of a wonderful cover up. "Out with you" he growled. "Mr. King?" she pressed her phone to her ears, after dialling a number. "Yes, I'm fine thank you.. Yes.. You're guard here, isn't letting me inside.. I'm not at fault if your business deal backfires" she was saying. The guard seemed nervous and narrowed his eyes at her. "Okay, just a minute.." she said, looking at the guard. "Your name please?" she asked and he gasped. "Fast, Mr. King isn't a patient man" she said, shaking her head. "No no.. You go in" he said and she smirked. "Yes Mr. King. I'm on my way" she smiled, putting her phone into the pocket. "You thought I was joking, didn't you, old man?" she chuckled, shaking her head, walking past him. "Who's old? I'm only forty eight" he grumbled. "Almost half century eh, old man?" she chuckled and briskly walked away. She could hear him curse her. Whew, that was close. She still didn't figure, how he had just let her in, even without knowing if she was actually talking to Mr. King. 'Security guards these days' she shook her head and chuckled. She was panting by the time she reached the front of the mansion. It was a beautiful sight. Lawn, as green as green should be, without a hint of brown amidst them. The sprinklers were doing their job while she smiled, looking around. She had a grin plastered as she walked to the main door. To say it was huge was an understatement. It looked royal and had a perfect finish. Oops, she suddenly tumbled as her foot came in contact with an object. She managed to stand straight and looked behind her. Great, just great! She had knocked over a pot and the mud was over her polished shoes. She breathed heavily and composed herself. She looked all around and found no person, dead or alive. She quickly managed to pile the mud to the corner and sighed. 'Good job' she smiled and dusted her hands, even though she had only kicked the mud to the side. She held the huge loop on the front door and knocked. Not a second passed by when the door opened with a swing. "Good evening" a housekeeper smiled. "Good evening" she replied sweetly, looking at the grey haired man, who had gentle looks. He slightly frowned and she kicked herself off the surface of the earth. She cleared her throat and spoke again, making sure her voice sounded more manly. "I'm here for Mr. King" she said and the man nodded, letting her in. She looked around and stood amazed. Her jaw dropped open, she couldn't believe such a house existed. It was her dream house. Yeah, that was different, but it definitely shifted to this as soon as she caught a glimpse of it.                                      ***** Preview "Who are you?" he asked, looking at the trail of mud on the white tiles with a frown. "Like you don't know" she smiled, mimicking the harsh voice. "Who let you in?" he asked, making her lips part. "What's your name?" he asked. "Jason Bourne" she said in a hoarse voice and chuckled. He blinked twice before his jaw tightened. "Is this some kind of a joke?" he roared, making her stumble back.