The Billionaire Sees Her

Chapter 3

Aaron's P.O.V

After that strange encounter with the girl in the bakery, I was not able to focus on my work for the rest of the day. No one has EVER talked to me like that. Well...except for my parents but, that's besides the point. Every girl I came across, even as a kid, adored me and did everything they could to get me to notice them. Young and old women all did this. All except for her.

Right now I'm in my working on a potential partnership with a Russian dealer who's company specialized in making steel. I'm trying to bury myself more in work but for some reason, I'm still thinking about the girl in the bakery. That was until my phone decided to rudely interrupt me.

"Hello?" I answered without even looking at the caller I.D.

" Hellooo. It's me. I was wond-"

" Luke you have five seconds to tell me why the hell you called or I'm hanging up and blocking your number." I said irritated at my best friend.

Luke and I been best friends since our diaper days. Luke is five months younger than me. Our families are rich and successful along with being great partners as well. This alone is reasons why we're best friends. But, it's crazy how we're friends as well. We're so different from each other. People fear me, they think I'm arrogant, and I'm more serious about things. Luke on the other hand is playful, nice, and such a party animal. Everyday I wonder, ' Why are we really friends?'

"Aaron don't act like that bro. I'm calling because, I want to get f****d up tonight with my bro." Luke said with a bit of excitement.

"No. I have more important things to do other than party and get drunk tonight."

"All you do is work. Work is going to be the death of you one day. Man, your only human and you need to relax a bit. Besides we haven't seen each other in a minute. It'll be nice if we hang out and go sleep with some women. We both know it's been a while since you had some." I just roll my eyes and scoff at his last comment.

I stopped what I was doing and stared at the phone. Should I go out tonight? If I do I might be able to get my mind off of her. Yeah, maybe I should.

Taking a deep breath, I decided to hang out with Luke tonight and take a break from work.

"Alright, fine. Where are we going?" I asked.

"Remember I told you about this new club I own called The Aura? I wanna go there and see how's everything going."

"What time are we going?"

"In about hour and a half from now." He responded.

"Ok, I'll see you then."

Before he can respond, I hang the phone up.

My thoughts drifted back to the beautiful girl I met not too long ago.

We will meet again my love.

**********

Luke and I just arrived at the club he told me about earlier today. As soon as we stepped out of my newest model of Mercedes Benz , woman are already trying to get our attention by poking out their boobs and making their dresses rise a inch or two.

I just think its pathetic when you gotta show off your body to the world instead of trying to talk to the person.

As we made our way to the bar to order our drinks, I couldn't help but notice that a woman with a goldish sparkling dress dancing with her friend looks familiar.

I realized that it was the girl from earlier.And damn does she look sexy. And the way she danced got me arouse. More aroused than ant woman has ever made me. I started to walked towards her when two blond women in really short dresses got in my way. This should be good. (Note the sarcasm.)

"Hey there." Said the first one.

"Do you mind if my friend and I join you and your friend over there?"the second one said while pointing towards Luke.

"Yes." I responded really irritated.

"Come on, don't be that way." She purred while trying to look sexy.

Key word trying.

"Move out my way. I have better things to do than to talk to a bunch of whores." I practically walked past them leaving them speechless and upset. Did act like an ass towards them? Yes. But do I care? Nope!

I saw her dancing on some guy which made me jealous and angry. Wait, I don't even know her. So why should I be jealous?

I made my way over to her and grabbed her waist and away from the guy. I glared at the man and he knew when to back off.

"Hey! I remember yoouu." She said while giggling like a school girl.

"I thinks that's enough kitten. I think you had too many drinks. You're coming with me." I said sternly. She tried loosening up my grip but failed miserably.

"Wait... wurt about my friend ovurrr thurrr?" She slurred while pointing towards a red-headed girl in a black strapless dress.

"Don't worry I have a friend who can take care of her."

I called my best friend over since he was close by and told him to watch over the red-headed girl.

"Don't worry I'll watch over her ." He smirked.

"If anything happens to her I'll make your life a living hell." I said seriously.

"Ok, ok I was just joking."

"Just make make sure she gets home safely."

"Sure thing Aaron." He said while leaving.

I phoned my driver to come pick me and the girl up.

Ten minutes later he was outside waiting for us.

I put the girl in the car and made sure she ways alright before I got in. I buckled us both down and supported her head with my left shoulder.

"Where to sir?" My driver Antonio asked .

"Home." I replied.

Half an hour later

Antonio finally managed to make it to the penthouse I owned. I looked to my left and noticed the girl was fast asleep. So I decide to carry her bridal style into the penthouse. I was going to my room with her in my arms when I seen Mary, (my most trusted maid), and called out to her.

"I'm going to take her to my room and I need you to go change her into something more comfortable." I commanded.

"Yes sir." She responded. She hurried towards my room. She opened the door and entered after I. I layed the girl down, grabbed one of my t-shirts, gave it to Mary, and left so she can dress her.

I waited a couple of minutes to go in my room and saw that she was sleeping comfortably on my bed.

I started to get drowsy and began undressing myself. I put on grey boxer shorts and decided to go to sleep.

I was too tired to go all the way down stairs or any of the guest rooms. So, I just laid right next to her and let sleep over come me.

Alissa's P.O.V

My head started to hurt while i was beginning to panic. What am I going to do? Not only did I get drunk but, I'm in a guy's bed I hardly even know. Oh no, I hoped we didn't have s*x. I hope he didn't pop my cheery. What if I get pregnant? Wait, I don't feel anything except, for this headache. And I heard that most girls bleed for their first time. I check to see if there was blood and their wasn't. I was so lost in my thoughts until he spoke to me.

"Are you alright? I've been trying to get your attention for the past five minutes. Do you need anything?" He asked with a bit of concern in his voice.

"Um, yeah I just have a headache from last night."

"Hold on, I'll go get something for your headache." He left and went to what seems like a bathroom connected to his room. Shortly he came back with a small pill bottle.

"Take this. It'll ease down the pain." He said while handing me a Tylenol with a glass full of water that was on his night stand.

"Thanks." I took the pills and gulped down the water whole heartily with much gratitude.

"What happened last night between you and I ? Did we made love last night?" I asked softly.

"No. You and your friend were drunk like two college girls at a frat party. So, a friend of mine and I took both of you with us. Don't worry your friend is ok. I made sure nothing happened to her. He tried to reassure me about Jo being safe.

"Why did you bring me to your house?" I asked.

"Because, I didn't know where you live. Not only that but, I didn't want anything to happen to you girls." He told me

"Oh, ok. Thanks but, we could've handle things ourselves." I told him.

"Yea of course." He said as if he didn't believe anything I just said. Asshole.

Hold on, I didn't catch what his name was. Maybe, I should ask.

By the way,I never got your name. What is it?" I asked curiously.

"Aaron Hunt. And what about yours."

"Alissa Hartman."

"Ok Alissa. I texted my driver and told him to take you home since your awake now."

"Oh. Alright"

Fifteen minutes later

We made it to my apartment and I thanked Aaron's driver for taking me home. I made it upstairs to the apartment complex that my bestie and I share. Not even five seconds inside that I hear her yelling at me.

"OMG LISA ARE YOU OK? PLEASE TELL ME WHERE WE'RE YOU? DID YOU SLEEP WITH A STRANGER?" This girl has gone crazy.

"Can you let me explain first and I'm right here you don't need to yell." I said while sitting on the couch.

She sits right next to me waiting for me to speak about what happened.

"Proceed please."

I told her everything including when I met Aaron for the first time all the way to now.

"OMG. That guy you met is the sexy Aaron Hunt known for Hunt enterprise. A successful billion dollar company." She responded excitedly.

"Really? I know he looked and sounded familiar." I told her.

"Lisa you are sometimes clueless you know." She retorted while rolling her eyes.

I was about to respond to her irrelevant comment until a unknown number showed on the caller's I.D. with a text message.

"Hello love missed me? I enjoyed watching you yesterday. But I didn't like seeing you with that son of a b***h again. Do both of us a favor and stay away from him or both of you will suffer the consequences. YOU ARE MINE AND MINE ONLY. I Love you sooo much and will do anything for you. Also, I loved the dress you were wearing.

- From Z

After reading that my faced turned white and I began to shake. Jo must have noticed when worry was noticeable all over her face.

"Alissa what's wrong? Is it your mystery stalker who's been stalking you the last four months?"

I just slowly nodded my head while staring at the message. Jo is the only one who knows about the person sending me these messages. During the first two weeks when this started, we ignored it but soon went to the police because it started to creep me out. They said that they can't really do anything since it wasn't really a threat and couldn't track the number back to the person. After that we tried ignoring it but, the calls and text messages keep coming.

"I told you not to answer to that." Jo said while snatching the phone out my hand.

"Come on its Sunday. Let's watch Netflix, hang out, and forget about the text. I'll order some Chinese food and you can pick a movie to watch."

I reluctantly agree. I decided that we should watch The Avengers and started the movie while Jo was calling a local Chinese restaurant.

"The food should be here in a couple of minutes."

"Ok." I replied still focusing on the movie.

About twenty minutes later, our food has arrived. We were chowing down on our food and watching the movie at the same time. I still had two things on my mind. Who was that texting me for the last four months and will I meet the famous Mr.Hunt again. Something tells me I'll find out the answers to my questions really soon.