TAMING MR JERKFACE: Own By An Overbearing CEO

Writer's

POV

Anna panic when she saw some nurses and men on suits pushing Lucas towards the exit... on a stretcher. She quickly rushed to block their way.

"Who are you? And where are you taking my friend?!" She questioned them.

"Sorry, ma'am but we're under orders to fly him back to New York!" One of the men simply replied.

She frowns and turn to Sean if he has any idea what is going on... but Sean is as clueless as her.

"Orders by who?!" She asked them again.

"By Mr...."

"Anna Cruz?" A female nurse interrupts them.

"Yes?" She replied.

Anna turns away from the me and they begin to push Lucas away... she quickly turns back to them and drags the stretcher with them. "What is wrong with you, people! Can't you see he's badly injured and can't be moved around?" She yells at them.

Sean gently tries to pull her away to avoid her from getting herself injured.

"Baby, calm down!"

"I should calm down? How can I stay calm when they're taking my friend away?!"

"Miss, your friend is safe... Mr Knight asked us to take him back to New York!" One of the men explained to her. She halts and steps back when she heard Andre's name.

"Oh!"

Sean frowns a little and scratch the back of his head. "Why didn't I think of that?" He question himself rhetorically.

"Miss Cruz.. doctor Mike wants to see you!" The female nurse reminds her.

She nods and reluctantly follows her.. though they told her it's Andre's orders to bring Lucas back to New York but her mind still ain't settled.

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At the doctor's office....!

"Miss Cruz, Mr Gray.. have a seat please!" Doc Mike told them.

Anna and Sean sits in front of doc Mike... Doc Mike rampage through his drawers and brings out some files.

He scans through them and hands them over to Anna.

"I got a call from Mr Knight's secretary... she told me they're taking Mr Craig back to New York"

Anna released a relief sigh... Now her mind is at peace.

Sean rubs her back gently.

"So, these are the transfer papers.. please sign them and you can go!"

"Ok!" She quickly reached for the pen and sign. "Thank you, doc!" She hands it back to doctor Mike.

Doctor Mike shakes hands with them and sees them off.

Anna rushed out of the hospital and look around... looking for the men that took Lucas.

"What are you looking for, baby?" Sean asked.

"Those guys that took Lucas... I need to go with them!"

Sean frowns. "Why?"

"We both came to Spain together... I mean, he came because of my design, so I must be responsible for him!" She explained.

Sean nods and quickly scan the area... then he saw two men walking towards them.

He recognizes them as Andre's security men... They weren't the ones that left with Lucas.

"Mr Craig!" They acknowledge Sean.

Anna look between them in confusion... she tilts her head.

"Who are they?" She asked.

"Oh, these are Andre's men" he explained. "Why are you here? Some men took my girl's friend!"

Anna passed him a glare for referring to her as his girl.. but he simply smiles.

"Yes, they already took him to one of Mr Knight's private jet... We're here to take you there!" One of the men explained. Anna smiles brightly and linked her arms with Sean's.

"Lead the way!" She said.

*

Debby's pov

Our jet already took off... I sat next to the window and Andre sat next to me.

I scoffed and look out the window, he opens a sprit and gives it to me... I rejected it.

Call my behavior childishness.. but this is the only way I can get Andre to agree to my modeling career.

"Are you still mad at me?"

"Yes!" I replied.

He keeps the sprit and sigh.

"I should be the one getting mad here... How did you manage to turn the table?"

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I ignored him.

"Angel, why can't you understand.. modelling ain't meant for you"

Oh! I'm his Angel again.... i feel kinda happy to hear him call me Angel..

Wait... wgat did he say after calling me Angel. Modelling ain't meant for me?!

"Why are you so against my modelling career?" I asked crossing my arms on my chest.

He reaches for a strand of my hair and tuck it behind my ear... I wanted to flinch away but my body relaxed to his touch.

"Angel... I'm not against your career but models always put their fans first"

"What do you mean?"

"Let's take Lucas case for example... Just because the crowd was cheering for him... Just to keep their morale.. he kissed you..."

I rolled my eyes... Lucas was wrong, very wrong but.... He cuts my thoughts off and continue.

"Imagine this piece of cloth you wore... showing almost every part of your body... If I can see and admire you, other men will too... And that is something I won't approve of.. you know I'm not a patient man!" He's got a fair point.. but modelling is something I love doing.

Since I was a kid, I have always admired those models posted on billboards and magazines... I told myself that I'll be like them when I grow up.

Now I haven't even gotten a chance to show the world what I've got... And Andre is already asking me to give it up!

"Angel, please don't model... I can provide whatever you want"

"But that's the thing Andre, I don't wanna depend on your money... I want to earn my own money!"

"Well, there are other ways to make money... I can open a boutique for you...

I shake my head.

"

"No, Andre... That's still your money, don't you get it? I want to make my own money by my hands"

"But I'm capable of taking care of you, I.... "

I huffed angrily... frown and pouts my lips.. and turned away from him.

Why is it so difficult to reason with him... why can't he understand that it's not about money... Modelling is something I love doing!

He puts his hands on my shoulders and turn me back to him... His eyes fell on my pouted lips and linger there a few minutes. "Angel..."

"Andre, please.. not all models are gold diggers!"

"Yeah.. but not everyone think that way.. almost everyone sees models as sluts!"

I hissed mentally.. though his words sounds a bit harsh but they're facts.

But I'm not gonna give up, I must make him bend.. for I am Debby Ryan!

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"One year?"

"Let me model for one year.. I just wanna know what it feels to be a model.. I promise after one year I'll stop"

"One year... Promise?"

I nod quickly.... He stays silent for a brief moment.

"No!"

I frown.

"No?!"

He shakes his head.

"Convince me"

"How?"

He puts his hands behind his head and leans back on his seat... a sly smirk tugs at the corner of his lips.

"How do you think you can make your boyfriend change his mind?" He asks me instead.

"Huh?" I'm confused.

He simply winks at me and closed his eyes.

What does he mean? Then it suddenly clicks in my mind... could it be he meant....

Hehehehe! I laughed hysterically mentally.

Remember I said I'm a virgin but a dirty badass virgin.... well, let's see how dirty and bad I can be!

I quickly unfasten my seatbelt and jumps on his laps.. his eyes snaps open and I pass him a seductive smile.

I look in his eyes and slowly twerks on his lap and unfasten his seatbelt.... I gather his shirt in my hands and ripped off all his buttons in one go.

He gulps loudly... his eyes not leaving mine... I bite my lower lip seductively and he blinks slowly.

My hands find their way to his under.... if you know what I mean.

My hands rub his d**k through his pants and he closes his eyes momentarily.

I unbuckle his belt and zips his zipper down.... his d**k already stands at attention in his clean white boxers... as if it's a soldier waiting for orders.

I shove my hand inside his boxers and pulled out his d**k.... a gasp almost leave my mouth at its sight.

God! Is this a d**k or a mountain?!

It's so fat... long... it should be

10 inches.