Chapter 145 - Will You Be My Escort?

"Wake up!" A loud voice entered his ears, stirring him up from his deep slumber. 

"What is it?" He grumbled as he buried his face into his pillow.

"You are supposed to be making my breakfast, and here you are still sleeping like a baby." 

"Oh! Shit!" Scott cursed, sitting up with a jolt. "I am so sorry." He apologized. "You go and get ready for your work, breakfast will be done soon." 

"It better be." Katherine glared at him before walking out of his room. 

Scott had turned her guestroom in his own room. She wondered where did he found all of that stuff anyways. She tried asking him more than once but didn't get a proper reply. 

'Who cares? At least I have a good cook now.' 

In return for allowing him to stay at her place and providing him with food, Scott agreed to become her cook.

"Is it done?" Katherine walked into the kitchen and asked him.

Scott was busy shifting the food on to a platter when he heard the clicking sound of her heels.

"Almost. Just need to do a final touch up." He replied without looking up from the platter. 

He placed two French toast on one side and garnished them with diced pineapples. He moved the freshly cut fruits from the chopping board and placed them next to the toasts. At last, he placed a small bowl in one corner of the platter which had blueberry flavoured yoghurt, topped with fresh blueberries. 

"There you go." He placed the platter before her on the kitchen counter as she sat on one of the stools. 

Passing her a spoon and fork, he turned around to grab a black coffee mug from the counter and poured some coffee in it. 

"Here's your coffee, not too sweet, not too bitter. Just the way you like it." He placed the cup next to her platter before leaning over the counter. He grabbed her chin and tilted her face upwards before placing a feather like kiss on her lips which were tinted bright red. 

"Isn't your neck line too low." Scott shifted her gaze to her exposed cleavage, still leaning over the counter. She was wearing a bright red flowy dress which stopped a few inches above her knees. Two spaghetti straps which flung over her shoulders, were the only thing supporting her dress. The deep V-shaped neckline exposed her cleavage, as well as some part of her breasts. She looked enticing. 

"None of your business." Katherine replied. "It's not like you are my boyfriend." She continued, giving him a smirk. 

Scott narrowed his eyes at her before capturing her lips, which were slightly parted. He kissed her slowly and sensually, his tongue exploring every corner of her mouth. 

Katherine couldn't help but respond to his actions. She put down the utensils and cupped his face. 

After stealing her breath away, Scott reluctantly let go of her lips. 

"I may be not your boyfriend, but you pay me for my services. I just don't want anyone else to steal you away from me." Scott winked at her. 

"Will you stop kissing me out of nowhere? I am already getting late and now I had to redo my lipstick." She looked at the faint red marks on his lips and smacked his shoulder. 

"It's not my fault that you seduced me early in the morning." He spoke up, shifting his gaze back to her cleavage. 

"Stop staring at them." Katherine flicked his forehead. 

"Stop showing off them." Scott shot back with a smirk. 

Katherine shook her head before turning her attention back to her breakfast. 'He's impossible.' 

"I am gonna go and freshen up." Scott spoke up as he walked out of the kitchen.

"Wait!" Katherine shouted, making him stop in his tracks. "There's a party I need to attend this Saturday, will you be my escort?" 

"Sure." Scott shrugged his shoulders before continuing to head towards his room.

"Thanks." Katherine muttered as she looked at his retreating back. She made a mental note to pick up a suit for him.

She shifted her gaze back to her food, thinking about how her life was going crazy and how one thing led to another.

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The boy she fell in love with was only after her money and fame. The fact that she was a beauty, only served as a plus point for him. Five years together and all of it meant nothing to him. All those moments they spend together, turned into dust. 

She was preparing to give him a surprise for his birthday. She had told him that she wouldn't be in the city that day, but it was just a lie. How was she supposed to surprise him otherwise? She dressed up in black that day because he once said that she looked more beautiful in it. 

She bought him a cake from the best bakery of Berlin. It was his favorite flavor, chocolate fudge. After booking a honeymoon suite in his favorite hotel, she made her way to his apartment. He was the Vice President of a big company and therefore his apartment was more like a penthouse. 

Since had a duplicate key card of his place, she directly entered inside. She removed her heels quietly and placed them by the door. She didn't want to alarm him of her presence. She placed the cake on the kitchen counter and  made her way to his bedroom with slow and soft steps. The entire apartment was shrouded in darkness, but she knew for sure that he was here. She confirmed his whereabouts from one of his close friends earlier. 

When she was right outside his room, she heard some muffled sounds coming out. She turned the knob and opened the door. 

"Surp…." She couldn't complete her sentence as her eyes landed on the bed, her eyes teared up as the bright smile slipped from her face.

A stark naked girl was sprawled over the four poster bed, her hands and legs were tied to each poster with ties. She was a moaning mess, asking for more as the man pumped in and out of her. 

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A clattering sound brought her back to the present. The fork in her hand had slipped through her fingers, falling on to the marble counter. 

She shook her head slightly before continuing with her breakfast.

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