Chapter 5

DAISY

“Now that you're ready for the trip, these are the things I'd like you to put into consideration.” Damian says after dinner. We're in his master bedroom, sipping some champagne. I couldn't continue taking wine for fear of being intoxicated.

I nod, listening to him carefully. We're seated on the couch beside each other. Ahw! It feels great to be in the same room with him!

“We are flying out of the state tomorrow morning before 7:00am in the president's private jet.”

Private jet? Oh my God! I've been in a plane severally but I've never featured myself in a jet!

“I've gone through your passport and it's up to date. So, what I need you to do over there is to wait for me in my suite as I meet my business partners and then accompany me for dinner each evening after the meetings. This will take three days then I'll extend my stay there so as to relax over the weekend.” he continues, my eyes growing big in shock. He doesn't want to keep me for that long, does he?

“Don't worry about the pay. I've already submitted the pay to Madam Sophie and I'm sure she has already send your commission. However, I'll also add something on top of what I've paid. Don't worry about madam Sophie, that will be our little secret!”

Wow!

“Do you have any questions before we sleep? I'm already tired and I would like to rest awaiting our flight tomorrow.” he asks to my relief. I've been longing to ask him these questions.

“What about the paparazzi? I know you're a public figure and in sure they'll be everywhere you are. Should I hide from them?” I ask and he chuckles without humour.

“That shouldn't worry you at all because you'll start see their cameras flashing as soon as we leave this gate. Just keep a straight face, smile if you can and avoid their questions. Answer where necessary!”

“And if they ask me some private questions which I can't answer?” my face is laced with concern.

“Don't worry about that, I'll answer them on your behalf, besides, my security guys will do their best to keep them away!”

He assures me and I nod in understanding. I hope they won't pester me that much!

“That brings me to my next question.” I say, hoping he won't be offended and he nods, giving me an approval to go on. “Won't your girlfriend be mad at you for showing yourself to the public with another woman?” I ask and he lets out a loud chuckle.

“That shouldn't worry you at all dear. I know what I'm doing. I'm in control!”

Wow.

“My last question Damian, will we spending on the same bed?” This question makes him to laugh out louder than before. He tips my chin, my face tilting upwards and in now gazing at him.

“Are you afraid of me? I am a man and I have feelings. However, if that's not okay with you, you can always spend in the spare bedroom while there. We'll be staying in a suite.”

“Thank you for the clarification Damian.” I swallow nervously. “I'll make the decision once we land there!”

To be sincere, I'm scared of him but I can't stop him if we wants to be intimate with me. I've ogled over him several times and I've featured him ove a million times inside me, bagging the daylights out of me and I in return screaming his name, calling him daddy and urging him to hit it even harder!

However, I remember madam Sophie's instructions quite clearly.. 'Never initiate sex to your clients. If he wants to pay for sexual favours, let him be the first to initiate that.'

Well, I'm not stupid enough to flaunt her orders and what is in the contract.

We chat for a little while and when I start yawning, he escorts me to my bedroom and after freshening up and ensuring I'm already under the sheets, he wishes me a goodnight and leaves, requesting me to wake up by six in the morning.

Before I can close my eyes, I remember that he told me Sophie might have sent my commission and I pick my phone to check it from the bank app. True to his words, I have extra money in my account and after doing my calculations, I realise that I've been paid for a whole seven days! I'm elated even as I pull the quilt over and snore all the way to slumber land where I dream of kisses and pecks from a handsome guy!

***

I'm woken up by my alarm at exactly 5:30 in the morning. I yawn as I sit up, still unable to open my eyes.

After struggling to stay awake for a moment, I finally win and I get rid of my night gown and walk to the bathroom to take a thorough shower.

Damian hasn't disclosed the place or state we're traveling to but either way, I'm ready. He can take me to wherever he deems fit!

As I take my shower, I can't help but feature myself in all the best places in this world, fulfilling my dreams and desires of touring the world after receiving my pay from Damian Justin.

I'm still reminiscing when I hear Damian calling me from the other side. I respond and he tells me to hurry up since time is not on our side. I keep my thoughts at bay and rinse my body, then exit the bedroom.

After drying myself up, I do some light make up then dress up ready for the journey. I had already packed my bags and when Damian knocks at my door for the second time, I'm already set.

I follow him downstairs as his bodyguards help us with the luggage. Breakfast is already on the dining table and we take it in a haste. Damian informs me that his chauffeur is already in the limousine awaiting our departure to the airport.

He leads me out towards the parking lot where his shining limousine is awaiting us.

The doors are already open and I'm shocked when I'm ushered in at the back to sit with Damian, sandwiched between two of his security guys.

Immediately the car leaves the metallic gates, I spot them. I'm just glad that the car is tinted, I can see them out there but they can't see those who are inside.

They're a handful and I can see them struggling to get a glimpse of Damian, some taking photos of the car and others trying to block the way. The chauffer does his best to avoid them and I'm surprised how he manages to make them step aside for the car to pass even without hooting.

As we drive to the airport, I can't help but wonder why I didn't see the paparazzi yesterday when Derrick drove me here. Or maybe they knew that Damian was inside so they had no reason to disturb his driver.

We arrive at the airport around twenty minutes later and the bodyguards are the first to climb down from the car. The hold the doors for us as two of them offload our luggage from the boot.

They sandwich us between them and as we walk towards a private jet with the names 'President's private jet' written boldly at its side, I can't help but get anxious.

Cameras are clicking and lights are flashing left, right and centre. The ever hard working paparazzi are at work and it seems they decided to work overtime.

To make everything complicated, Damian slips an arm under mine and before I can resist, he takes a grip on my waist and I instantly freeze. He then leans over to me as if to kiss me and my stomach flutters, a million butterflies flying inside me.

However, he doesn't kiss me but he urges me to stay calm, claiming that he's in control. Upon his assurance, I relax under his touch and we walk towards the jet, his hand still on my waist.

Oh my! Doesn't this feel heavenly? Will I ever get over this sweet feeling that I'm experiencing right now? Oh no! And to imagine that I'm only an escort, I'm neither his girlfriend nor his fiancée...I'm nothing to him...absolutely a nobody to him!

All efforts made by the paparazzi to ask us questions are thwarted by the security guys who keep them at bay.

I heave a heavy sigh of relief when we board the jet and Damian shows me where to sit. Our luggage is safe inside and we both make ourselves comfortable.

I'm seated next to Damian in the jet, something I didn't anticipate. My stomach is still fluttering as he places his palm on my laps. How much longer will he continue torturing me with his tender touch? Why does he have so much effect on me? This is something I've never felt with any other client. Right now, I don't know why he has so much effect on me but I can't do anything about it!

“Guess our destination...” Damian says, caressing my knuckles tenderly.

“I don't have even the slightest idea.” I reply sincerely. I don't have any hint.

“Give it a try...”

“If you insist...United States?”

“No...one more time.”

“United Kingdom?”

“No...give it one last trial.” he insists.

“Turkey...”

“Wow! You're so good at guessing and yeah, we're heading to Turkey!” he exclaims.

Well, I was waiting for him to say that we're not headed to Turkey and I'd have mentioned Canada. I've never been to any of those countries and I was crossing my fingers...I badly wanted to explore one of them!

Now here I am, in a private jet surrounded by heavily built security guys, sitting next to the president's son who's hand won't leave mine, headed to one of my dream countries. Wow! Isn't this a dream come true?

“We will take sometime on air therefore you can take a nap any time you feel like.” Damian urges me and I inform him that I'm not sleepy yet. I'll stay awake and explore the world beneath. I'm too excited to close my eyes!