The Billionaire's Brother

When he got her a job

Perspective: Jaden Forest 

When he first saw her, he was immediately drawn to her. She was concentrating on her sketching, biting ever so slightly on her luscious pink lips, long thick lashes fanning her cheeks. Her long ebony curls cascaded down her back and he couldn’t help noticing her tiny waist, the deep cleavage from her ample chest and round generous hips. She has the classic hour-glass figure and her skin shone in a healthy brown tan, her neck gleaming from sweat beading it. 

Looking at her, he felt something stir within him and his loins hardened. It has been so long since he slept with a woman. The last time he had s*x was back in the United States. That was two years ago. He had travelled Asia for two whole years before choosing Penang to put up temporary roots. He liked the laidback atmosphere, the eclectic city and the flourishing art scene. He was in no hurry to go back to the States even though his brother, Max, had tried to cajole him to return so many times over.

When the woman licked her lips and pushed a tendril of her hair behind her ear, his whole body hardened. Desire raced through his veins and his mouth was suddenly dry. He took a sip of water and decided to go over and talk to her. The worse she could do was to splash a glass of water at him or hit him with her sketchbook. 

So, he sauntered over to her, practising his pose so as to impress her. He knows he looks good. He worked out daily and since he goes to the beach almost every weekend, he has a gorgeous tan too.

After bantering with her and silently telling himself to stop before he became too annoying, he decided to turn it down a notch. That was when she blurted out about looking for a job. He just so happen to know of a job vacancy and this job will allow him to see her every day. It would be perfect!

Knowing how reserved she was about being touched, he had gestured for her to follow him and she did, much to his glee. 

He led her to the nearby art gallery that belonged to the kind Mr Shih who had given him a chance to hold his first ever solo exhibition. His plan went perfectly. Mr Shih spoke to Nila in his office for about 10 minutes and when she came out, her face was alight with joy and her eyes sparkling. 

When she saw him, she flung her arms around him, squealing.

“I got the job!” 

Her arms went around him and her warm body was close to his. He could smell the soft scent of her perfume and the feel of her soft body pressed against his sent hot lava down his veins.  She was gazing up at him happily and he was gazing down at her, awed by her beauty up close. A brief electrical current passed between them and he didn’t know what took over him because he bent and kissed her.

It was as if the floor dropped out of their feet and he was flung into space. She tasted of honey and roses and spices, all rolled into one. Her lips were soft and moist. When he tentatively pushed his tongue into her mouth, she responded and met him halfway, then she was returning his kiss. His hands came up and held her waist, pulling her close to him while she tightened her hands behind his nape. He could feel her large breasts resting against his chest and her warm supple body pushed against his. They sunk into the kiss like a dream, sensations battering him and he could feel his arousal unfurling underneath his pants. 

Then suddenly, she gasped and pushed him away. She rubbed her lips and looked at him in shock. He felt a sense of loss. He glanced down, hoping his arousal wasn’t that apparent. He was glad for the thick jeans he was wearing today. It hid his rock hard erection perfectly. 

“Ahem…erm…I apologise, I am sorry I didn’t ask for consent for that,” he said, looking sheepish. He hoped she won’t hold this against him. Technically, she did hug him first but technically, she didn’t ask him to kiss her. 

“No, I,..er…I shouldn’t have done that! Oh, what was I thinking!” she turned beet red. She looked ashamed of herself and mortified. 

“Hey, hey, don’t worry about it…I kinda liked it,” he told her reassuringly. 

“You’re a good kisser,” he added.

He hoped he doesn’t sound like a creepy pervert. 

She blushed again and looked away.

“So, okay, thank you for recommending this job…I err…gotta go, bye Jaden,” she muttered and then she turned and hurriedly walked away. 

He didn’t chase after her to get her number. After all, if she is going to work here, he can come visit her anytime. She will be working closely with him too for the solo exhibition. It would be interesting. Nila is one interesting woman and he can’t wait to know her more intimately. Maybe not get her into bed since she didn’t look like the type who would jump into bed with just anyone. Then, the thought of her in bed with him gave him another full on erection. He could just imagine caressing her large breasts and taking its n*****s into his mouth. He quickly shook the thought out of his head. He now thinks like a s*x-starved pervert. 

‘Get a hold of yourself Jaden!’ he told himself internally.

He sauntered off in search of Mr Shih. He will have some words with the gallery owner about his new hire. 

“So, Howe, you didn’t tell her who the actual owner is right?” he asked the moment he entered the office, calling Shih by his given name. 

Howe Shih gave him a look.

“Of course not, I am no dense,” he said. “You did say not to tell anyone about you buying up this gallery and I have not breathed a word to anyone, not even my wife,” 

Jaden grinned at him.

“Ahah…that’s not on me, Howe…you probably pocketed the profits of this sale and hid it from the missus…don’t blame me!” 

Howe grinned back sheepishly.

“Heh…sometimes, we don’t have to tell our spouse everything,” he said. 

Jaden laughed. When he approached Howe to make an offer to buy up the gallery, the middle-aged man had immediately agreed. He had wanted to sell the gallery for a profit and retire finally. But after Jaden signed all of the papers, he asked if he could stay on as a sort of gallery manager with minimal pay. It was not the pay that he wanted, he wanted a place to mingle with other people instead of staying home all day, every day. 

“I can’t stay home all the time with my wife there…we could end up quarrelling and fighting and it will not be pretty,” Howe told him.

Jaden agreed on one condition, that Howe kept the sale of the gallery a secret and continue to pretend that he is the owner. This way, no one would suspect that Jaden is actually a billionaire who isn’t exactly a ’struggling’ artist like how he had presented himself to Nila. The ruse worked out for both of them. Howe hid the fact that he got a nice lump sum of cash from Jaden from his wife and continued to go to the gallery to pass his time while Jaden can keep his ‘mysterious struggling artist’ image. It was indeed a win-win all around.