Chapter 18 - Las Vegas

In a few minutes, the bell rang and I unconsciously sighed noisily, I hated the fact he would see me in not a perfect condition as he saw me in the last times.

The first time he saw me was with my sister extremely short dress so at least I look better than I did back then and this relieved me.

I opened the gate with the remote but as I peeked from the door I saw him gesturing with his head to walk outside.

Why was he waiting for me in his car? Because of his rule? I struggled not to roll my eyes and after grabbing his jacket I walked to his car.

He peeked his head from the window and moved his sunglasses down to his nose to glance at me.

A smirk appeared on his face, "Miss Lily, what a pleasure to see you."

"Your jacket," I said gesturing it in front of his eyes to show him the purpose why he was here even if I highly doubt he truly wanted his jacket back.

"Thank you," he said slouching forward to open the door for me.

I gazed at him puzzled, why was he opening the door? I didn't want to get inside. At least that's the proof I am right and he didn't want to have his jacket back, maybe he wanted to see me.

"You will need it," he said gesturing to the jacket I was still holding. "Get in." He hissed, so I turned around and pointed the remote to the gate. As It slowly closed Derrick started the car and turned over to the street.

"We're going to Las Vegas."

Las Vegas?! What?! I dropped my jaw and my eyes got so wide that for some instant I thought they might explode.

"No I can't, I have work…"

I spotted a smirk on his face as soon as the word work slipped out my mouth as if he predicted it. I hated how predictable I was, Carl always used to blame me for having schedules that I barely broke. But that was who I was and I found my peace in planning my days earlier.

"Don't worry, I had already called your work and told them I required their primal worker also called Lily for a meeting in Vegas." He smiled proudly and I understood that I couldn't beat him in his own game, if he put something in his mind I couldn't stop him.

Vegas? I was starting to like the idea. I hadn't had a vacation in the last two years, since I got promoted.

"They should call you…" as soon as he finished the sentence my phone rang and my gaze fell on the screen. Was he a seer? I answered the phone and the assistant informed me about Cameron Collins request, she said the flight is on the company, and blah blah they wish me a good journey.

I looked at him speechlessly, I underestimated the power of fame and wealth but he surely didn't, he knew very well how to use his powers.

"I have a meeting in Las Vegas, I was feeling lonely to go to such a nice place without company so I decided to invite you and make an excuse for your work so that you'd be covered." He explained, focusing on the street with his hands set on the steering wheel.

My gaze fell on his diamond jawline, I loved the way it contracted and how his skin was so smoothy. Why men were so handsome when they drove?

I forced myself to travel my gaze in front of the street, he was speeding and I could feel my heart pounding and I unconsciously swallowed down. The fast speed always gave me a feeling of freedom but at the same time danger as if we were going to crash anytime.

"Maybe you should check on the dictionary the definition of the invite. If I remember well inviting means asking someone and not forcing them in the car." I complained. My eyes darted to the car speed meter, it was marking the number 200 and even if we were in ring road I was holding on to my set as if he was racing on a stone track.

"Well you're in the car so you accepted my invite and we didn't have to get to the force part." He smiled peering at me with the corner of his eyes.

I held back a laugh, he was so enjoyable to be near to I wondered why he didn't have a woman yet.

"So what do you want to do in Las Vegas?" I asked as he took a turn.

He slowed down to drive for the last few meters and then he parked in front of the airport.

"You will find out." He said as he walked down, "we are late." He added as he opened the door for me.

He walked hastily inside and in a matter of ten minutes, we got on the airplane.

As they took his suitcase I realized I didn't have a suitcase and I was leaving without clothes nor make-up and not even tooth blushes or my loved skincare creams.

"I didn't get my suitcase," I said, I immediately turned around and walked to the exit of the airplane.

"Las Vegas has shops," Cameron said as he wrapped his hands around my hips and turned me around. I mentally counted to ten to calm down the control freak version of myself who was panicking and I let myself sank on the seat.

"Fine," I said, "I always wanted to visit Las Began anyways."