#BookLife8 - Scratchy

Chapter 1 - Her name was Scratchy

Today was a tough day. I needed someone to talk too, even though I'm not a sharer. I sat on the windowsill looking out as I often did, trying to switch my brain off and stare into the void of nothingness.

I felt something rough brush against my sleeve. "Ouch." Suddenly you appeared outside the window floating looking at me smiling with a silly grin.

Your only words ever spoken to me were.. "Hi I'm Scratchy."

Your eyes stared at me intensely and for absolutely no reason you fell about laughing, it was soo infectious I started giggling too.

You held your paw against the window pane and urged me to do the same as though we were connected.

I did and then you gestered me for to talk as you curled up cosily encouraging me. I couldn't though it was too soon.

So you started pulling funny faces and we both chuckled at the absurdity.

You then held both paws out wide as though you were hugging me, saying It's alright, feel this way or that, it doesn't bother me at all. 

I see you, I accept you and whatever happens food will always be our favourite subject.

I'll purr you later..

 Chapter 2 - Her name was ScrabbleBrain

I headed back to my bedroom window in the morning searching for my new pal Scratchy, she wasn't there and with a heavy heart I sat down to wait.

I closed my eyes tightly trying to wish her into existence and a few seconds later there she was grinning at me, tilting her head to one side.

Tapping her paw to ask where have you been, I've been waiting.

I felt so light just seeing her smiling back at me. "I'm sorry I've been unwell so pretty much resting up."

She looked at me and drew a heart on the window and touched her own and I knew what she was saying.

She feels for me. She cares. I didn't respond. I wanted too but I couldn't.

Any sort of affection, kindness or true friendship was alien to me, it didn't feel right. I was suspicious.

I looked down and bit my lip. How do I respond? She didn't tap but glided her hand along the window drawing an even bigger heart.

I looked up saw it and pressed the side of my body to the window and she did the same.

Our hands found each other and we were connected again.

I began to whisper unsure of who was listening. "I did it you know, I told Mama I need a break."

"She probably thinks I'm being selfish or doing this to hurt her but the truth is....."

"Actually the truth is, my family were the first ones to break my heart and I've never trusted anyone since."

She nodded sadly, broke her paw away from the glass and waved Goodbye.

She turned before disappearing and tapped her paw. 

She was saying Don't be late next time.

She was saying she'll listen again.. 

She was saying I'm not abandoning you..

I took comfort in that and walked off.

Chapter 3 - Her name was No-One

I'm looking out at the peaceful garden and the ripe cherry trees, there is a stillness without any wind blowing rustling the leaves.

I'm staring so hard I don't even see your arrival. I'm taken aback when I see frantic paw waving to get my attention.

I smile apologetically. "Sorry miles away." I ask how she is, she smiles and shrugs nonchalantly as if to say, it's not important, I'm here for you only.

I'm a lil uncomfy with that. I'm not used to opening up but maybe it will get easier. I look down at my hands pausing, How much do I share?

It's almost as if I had to remind myself to be cautious. Knowledge is power to be used against me.

I half smile, well today was a lil better. I did want a lot more sleep. I find when I'm extra ill, as in short and longterm, rest heals me quicker but because I had so much to do, I couldn't relax.

As usual there was a pressure to meet other people's deadlines and ignore my health.

But I did make a pressing call and actually she was understanding about it. I felt a lot of relief, it was weighing on my mind and I expected a nasty attitude.

I snapped my head up suddenly realising I wasn't meeting your eyes and the thought occurred to me, whether or not you were actually listening.

It was as if you saw through me. You nodded and touched the glass again and I did too. You did hear me after all.

I felt relieved enough to carry on. After that went smoothly it spurred me on to do something else and that was it. That was all I could manage because every breath ended in a cough.

Tomorrow is another day and more things will get done, even though the tiredness is draining me as is the heatwave.

I looked at you realising I wanted something back in return, this had to be equal. Almost instantly I could hear your thoughts, it was so powerful I had to hold on to the wall.

You were saying I hear you, 

I understand you,

You're doing well.

Keep going,

I got your back,

I'm proud of you.

I shook my head unsure why I was angry. These were very pretty, very flowery words but I still felt empty as though I hadn't earned them. Earned the right to be praised..

I broke my hand away from yours severing the connection and instead drew a broken heart.

Words can hurt, words can heal but sometimes words aren't enough.

You looked at me sadly, tears were falling but they weren't my tears or sadness. I was devoid of emotion.

You tried again to reach out your paw and offer me friendship, comfort and loyalty but it still didn't feel quite right anymore.

I looked at Scratchy and said "Sometimes no matter how much you want to help, you can't make it better. Thanks anyway."

With that I turned my back and you vanished.

Chapter 4 - Her name was Sneezy

I sheepishly looked out the window but this time you had your back turned to me. "Scratchy um.." I saw your paw angrily stick up, I can see you were hurt.

I sighed. "This would be a lot easier if you talked. I'm not a mindreader. I would actually like to get to know you too."

"Me talking all the time, doesn't make me feel close to you and if we are going to bond, we should do it properly."

You turned slowly, still clearly disturbed wiping a tear away with your paw. "Why didn't you just say so? I'm not a mindreader either."

"I didn't realise you wanted me to open up also. I figured you wanted to be the centre of attention."

I scoffed scornfully. "Was that a dig? You know I'm uncomfortable in the spotlight."

"I just mean you looked troubled and I was happy to listen." I shook my head. "Look Scratchy, yesterday wasn't personal, I keep people at a distance for my own peace of mind."

" You have to be patient until I trust you." Scratchy pondered on this and nodded. "Ok, I will do that but don't shut me out."

"I'll tell you about me then. I was always lurking at the window watching your life unfold, seeing the good times and the bad but you never noticed me, which means you never needed me until now."

"I wanted to comfort and support you all those times you were afraid and alone. I wanted you to turn to me. I wanted us to laugh together but you weren't ready to accept me as part of your life."

"I don't know what's changed but here I am and you can ask me anything."

I was not entirely surprised, I sensed a presence but my main focus was on looking internally and trying to survive.

I couldn't help but return to my suspicious ways. "Why are you here?"

"I sense you don't need but want someone on your side."

I begrudgingly nodded. "I didn't ask for you or look for you but maybe you're right. Today was tough. Everything was taxing and seemed like it would never end."

"The more I do, the more the list grows. However I did it all, postponed my appointment, waited for the backlash, none yet, probably tomorrow but that felt good putting my needs first."

"I want to rush through and finish everything but I realise I have to get better first. There is time. I can't push myself more than I have been."

Scratchy looked at me fiercely. "You may not always like what I have to say but it's said with love. There's nothing wrong with slowing down, being vulnerable, opening up or leaning on someone else for strength."

"I know you hate it but it won't always end up with you being cut to shreds."

I shook my head in disbelief. "How do you know?"

This time Scratchy smiled. "I know because you did it before, a long time ago. This isn't the first time we've met."

"We were close friends but then you sorta disappeared from view. It's as though I couldn't reach you. I decided to stick around so if you ever sought me out, I would still be here for you."

I waved Goodbye and wondered if this was the reason I felt close to her.

Chapter 5 - Her name was Burnout

"Hi Scratchy how was your day? You spent the day chasing your own fluffy tail and frolicking in the garden? That sounds nice.

"Mine wasn't as lighthearted. I thought I was going to have a tense meeting that turned out straightforward and short."

"I thought doing something else was simpler but that turned out to be really hectic. I feel like this fluey thing is trying to wear me down and beat me."

"I like knowing I've done today's tasks but I felt so tired and empty. I got it all done and my body and brain was screaming for a break."

"I realised for once I put my needs above others and not only said Please help with this, but also No I'm not doing anymore today."

"That was huge for me. I just feel obligated to do what I perceive is the right thing and constantly focusing on something important instead of slacking off."

"And to be honest, taking care of myself is too self indulgent for me. I can neglect my needs particularly if there is a lot to do."

Scratchy shook her head sadly. "This is why you're sometimes prickly and unapproachable. You push yourself too hard and snap."

I nodded unable to argue. "My cough does seem worse. I had hoped to slow down, it is the weekend soon but I've more stuff to do tomorrow and for the next couple of months."

Scratchy beckoned me closer. "I think it's time you open the window. Let's hangout properly."

I grimaced. "I'm sorry Scratchy. I'm not ready for that yet, it's too soon and I don't trust you fully. I worry about ulterior motives and letting my guard down."

Scratchy gave me a strange look. "Are you sure?"

I didn't like this confrontational side of her. It was too much. "I have to get going, thanks for your company."

I briefly waved farewell and hurried away. I cannot let her in. I just can't.

Chapter 6 - Her name was Guilty

Scratchy was excitedly jumping up and down on the ledge. I had never seen her like this before. She waved as soon as she saw me.

"Look, look. What's different about me?" She was twirling and laughing and I envied her so much. How nice not to have to worry.

I fake smiled pretending I was in a good mood. She was gleaming as though she just had a makeover. "Umm.. You tinted your fur?"

She laughed and shook her head. "You're so silly. No I got pampered at the pet salon. Shampoo, wash, set, massage."

She leaned in closer, looking left and right. "They even asked if I wanted fake fur extensions. I mean purleaseeee. I'm 100% natural."

My eyes widened in disbelief. "They should know you better than that." She nodded. "How did your day go? Are you feeling any better?"

"I'm trying to hide the truth from you but to be honest. I don't feel any healthier. It was busy and I just wanted to lie down."

"But I did what I set out too and took a chat. I feel guilty about letting people queueing down but after that chat I was done."

"Sorry to those that were waiting, it's not personal and I hate letting you down but I have even less energy now."

"Do you remember the picnics we used to have in the garden with fruits and sandwiches and cakes? We would lay out on a purple rug looking up at sky talking about the future?"

"I'm sorry Scratchy it just doesn't ring a bell." I felt bad all Scratchy wanted to was reconnect and all I wanted was to forget the past.

"Talk soon Scratch." 

Suddenly I had a flashback, it was me and Scratchy, we were making up stories somewhere, drawing, painting and laughing but I didn't recognise where. Am I making this up?

#BookLife7 - Fighting Fate (fiction) unfinished

Chapter 1

I sat down on the bench with a book in my hand. I was too preoccupied to read it but in order to stop fidgeting I needed something in my hands.

I wasn't sure if this was a good idea, it seemed a bit ludicrous. I had joined a writing forum two months ago and sparked interest with another creator who related to me.

We had both individually published books that were unsuccessful but thought by talking and meeting today, maybe we could support each other and possibly even collaborate on something exciting.

I had tried this before and it was unsatisfying. My previous ally had no vision and I was pulling all the weight and making all the decisions which is why I terminated it quickly and didn't want to go through it again.

Something about Lautaro's manner though, captured my interest. He was sarcastic, smart, dedicated and more optimistic than I was, I suspect braver too.

He lived locally about half an hour away, which was even more peculiar that we could have met and known each other prior to this meeting.

My phone rang and I searched my bag to locate my it. "Hi.. Yes I'm already here, early for once. Alright I'll head towards the Park entrance."

It was only 5pm in the afternoon with plenty of light out but I still felt nervous. I was grateful that a lot of people were around, albeit scattered here and there.

It didn't take me long to reach the front and I bit my lip wondering if he would be the same person offline..

I felt a hand on my shoulder and I whipped around panicking. "Gianella is that you?"

"Lautaro?" "Yes." We each said it at the same time and smiled awkwardly.

"I've never been to this park before but it is quite spacious and lovely."

He nodded. "Yes I find myself here quite often, taking in the tranquility and being inspired to write little thoughts and poems."

"We can come here together next time, if you like." I raised my eyebrow at his bluntness.

"Look let's just get through today first, see if you're the gentlemanly type, before I commit to another outing."

"Wow Gia you are so sceptical but whatever you feel comfortable with, I just know that, this won't be our only time together."

I remained on the fence and shrugged. He maybe determined but I would patiently see how he behaved first.

Chapter 2

"What are you reading?" He indicated to the book in my hands and my face coloured. "It's ummm.."

"Mmm...Go on." I half laughed. "Just one of those manuals on how to write a book."

Lautaro smacked his forehead. "You don't need that. I've read your work remember. It's excellent, just raw and in need of polishing."

"Don't let these jaded authors corrupt your confidence and enthusiasm. I'm happy to give you pointers."

I scrunched my nose up. "Are you forgetting we are both in the same boat?" 

"There is very little interest and feedback from our collective works and those that were somewhat keen, wanted so much editing that in the end it wasn't the same."

He held his hands up and shrugged. "It just means they were not the right fit. A publisher has to believe in you and your vision, it's not all about the profits."

"Yea right." We both chuckled. "Why don't we continue this discussion in that coffee shop over there. A lot of struggling writers frequent it."

"Okay." He held the door open and my nostrils were hit with the delicious smell of fresh coffee. 

I sat down in the corner into a soft cushioned blue chair that was very comfortable. The large square tables were a few feet apart.

It wasn't squashed at all. "I've never had such a beautiful partner to collaborate with before."

I rolled my eyes. "Stop right there. This is strictly business. Our acquaintanceship is not going to get complicated, at all."

His smile grew wider as he leaned forward, holding my gaze. "Gia I have every intention of keeping this platonic."

"However writing can be an intimate event and who knows what passions may rise to the surface during our partnership. Shouldn't we remain.... Open to the possibilities?"

I shook my head. "No! I like to keep focused and I don't have room for time wasters!"

He leaned back but didn't shake the grin from his face. "Whatever keeps you near me and smiling, is fine with me."

"Ugh! Can we just order already before I throttle you?!" His eyes twinkled mysteriously.

"I seem to stir you already, this is a good sign, it means we are a good match."

I put my face in my hands sighing and was relieved the waiter had come to take our order.

"Hi can I get a whipped chocolate coffee please and a cinnamon muffin thanks."

"I'll take an espresso and a ginger cookie thanks. It's normally quite busy in here."

I nodded and turned away. This was obviously an error in judgement, he justed wanted to flirt and mess around. I will make an excuse and leave in a few minutes.

He rustled in his bag and brought out a notebook. "I know what you're thinking Gia but I'm serious about working with you."

"In fact I set us a challenge to write a short story in a week and then submit it to Aaron's Publishing House."

"A meeting has been arranged." The waiter set down our order with napkins and a smile and I whipped my head around to Lautaro.

I scoffed. "This is a sick joke right? How do you even know a publisher, let along have an appointment set?"

"My friend hooked us up. You should be excited, this could be our big break."

I stood up and turned my back to leave. This was too much. He had to be lying.

He handed me a card with Aaron business details on it. "Ring it up and confirm it, the appointment is in your name."

"How do I know that you haven't just coerced someone into a pretence?" He googled the address and the number and unfortunately it checked out.

I dialled and spoke to a receptionist who confirmed it. I slumped back in the chair.

"What have you gotten me into?" He covered my hand in his and squeezed it.

"We can do this. It's easy. There is just one tiny hiccup.... I'm going on a business trip tomorrow for a week, which means you have to come with me in order to get this done on time."

Chapter 3

My jaw hit the floor. "There is just bombshell after bombshell with you, isn't there??"

"Do I look like a rookie to you? What makes you think I would just be careless and take off with a complete stranger?" 

Lautaro raised his eyebrows trying to look like a boy scout. I wasn't buying it.

"Nothing about you screams foolish at all. I just think this would be an adventure and would get the creative juices flowing."

"There will be separate rooms in the same hotel and not adjoining either. I won't do anything to ruin this trip and our budding friendship."

He pulled out the printed booking details and everything he said was confirmed but I still felt uneasy. I wasn't a spontaneous person at all.

However maybe my writing had become stale and I needed a jump start.

I sighed looking wearily at him. "I just want to be crystal clear. I have no intention of becoming romantically involved with you. Emotionally, physically or anything in between."

"We are just collaborating to benefit each other. This eventually may become a friendship once I know that you can be trusted and are not sleazy."

He wiped his forehead in relief. "I'm glad you are willing to give it a go, you won't regret it. All I ask is that you have an open mind."

I nodded still unsure if I was doing the right thing. We stood up having cleared our plates. He excused himself to pay the bill and I looked at the door wondering if I should escape..

I had never been to Cardiff or Wales before and I googled the touristy hotspots. There was a castle, a waterfall, a national park. I just loved waterfalls..

This might not be so bad after all. I was not a shutterbug but I could see myself taking snaps to inspire the story along and maybe using one or more as the cover or to title chapters.

I slowly began to smile just as Lautaro walked back. "I just need your address to pick you up tomorrow. We have to leave quite early I'm afraid around 6am as it's a 4 hour car ride..

"Oh I have so much to do and there is no way I'm giving you my address. You can pick me up at the local station where I feel comfortable."

He sighed. "As you wish but it would have been easier if I carried your bags and you got treated like a pampered passenger."

I folded my arms and he laughed. "Alright I give up, you call the shots. Just please try to be on time and I'll see you bright and early tomorrow."

"It's going to be so much fun, you'll see and maybe once you relax you'll even see me in a new light.." I smiled as reassuringly as I dared but inside I was a mess.

We parted company and I started making a mental list of what I needed to do and on top of all that I had to wield a fanciful tale to enchant the new publisher. Ugh I was overwhelmed.

Chapter 4

I got in locked the door and began to pace back and forth. What on earth had I just agreed too?

Had I lost my common sense? Some of the excitement was being taken over by fear.

I would be trapped in a car with a total stranger and what if he was..... I shuddered at the thought of him being possibly inappropriate and me not having an exit.

However I had made a commitment to him and just because I was apprehensive I would not chicken out.

I would be sure to pack my spritz that would double as mace and I would not be wearing a skirt or dress in the car, just to be safe.

I packed a mixture of casual and smart summer and winter gear, dresses, some skirts, trousers and short/long sleeved blouses.

I wasn't really a fan of shorts because they always rode up when I was seated.

At last my leather black and white polka dot suitcase was filled and I placed it near the door.

The taxi had been booked for tomorrow morning as I didn't fancy lugging the bags on the jostling bus.

The sun was piercing through my slumbering eyelids, how had it become morning so soon? I had only just closed my eyes.

Or at least it felt like that. I squinted and looked at the timer on my phone.

The alarm had been buzzing for quite a while. I wasn't running late but I should get ready.

I looked at the stand alone full length mirror in the corner of the room.

I just had my eyebrows done recently and yet needed to pluck a lil to be as flawless as possible.

I had creases under my eyes where my bags made me look like I hadn't slept.

I turned from side to side and grabbed the scissors. I was tired of playing it safe.

I wanted to be edgy and unpredictable. I angled the scissors and snipped downwards.

Then I cut 4 inches off the ends of my hair until it sat just below my shoulders.

I repeated the same motion with the side wisps and soon it was all manner of layers.

I tossed the ends in the trash and combed through the length of my hair.

I wondered if I would be able to wash and go now? I shook my head and felt doubtful.

Chapter 5

I walked to the bathroom and tweezed the few hairs that were noticeable and then I tapped my speaker to fill the space with music.

I always felt sluggish in the mornings so I used music to perk me up.

As a random mixture of tunes flickered on my phone. On my way by Illijah popped up and I immediately smiled and relaxed.

A quick shower followed by an even swifter blow dry with a leave in conditioner spritz was all I needed to get ready.

Well maybe just a dab or two of foundation, a sweep of eyeshadow, a mild slice of eyeliner, one coat of hazel tinted mascara and some mauve lipstick.

My phone beeped and up popped a message from Lautaro. "Don't keep me waiting."

I rolled my eyes and combed through my unruly strands, it hadn't turned out too badly.

Hmm now what shall I wear for Mr Impatient?? I glided my hands through the unorganised rack of clothes that I couldn't be bothered to sort through and bit my lip in confusion.

But then my eyes narrowed on this red and white slash neck new top that I hadn't worn before.

It would pair perfectly with the plain white silky trousers that I rarely wore.

I will just slip on my thick woolly men socks that protected my dainty tootsies and follow that with my violet hiking boots.

One last check in the mirror to make sure I didn't have lipstick on my teeth and then I will grab a quick bite.

I toasted a wholemeal bagel and slapped some sweet chilli dip, unsmoked salmon and cod chunks inside and licked my lips gleefully.

Simple yet delicious. While I munched I booked the Uber and in 10-15 minutes I would be face to face with him.

I washed the dishes and moisturised my hands, then I doused a lil perfume on my neck and wrists and reapplied my lippy.

I had never travelled alone with a man before and soon I would be spending an entire week with one.

The car horn tooting broke into my thoughts, I locked up, handed the bags over to the driver and waited for him to hold the door open for me.

I confirmed the destination and tried to look settled and confident.

I stepped out from the drive quicker than I would have liked and paced along the station with my phone in my hand.

Chapter 6

"You beat me to it, well this is a nice surprise." Before I could dissuade him, Lautaro carried all my luggage to the back of his car and gently placed them in the boot.

He opened the front door and I slid inside, popping my gold and red tinted sunglasses on.

I popped in two orange tic tac mints in my mouth and cracked the window open slightly, not caring if my hair got messed up.

I hoped I wouldn't get car sick but I would try to keep from getting agitated either with the radio or possibly some banter.

"All set? Not forgotten anything? Well it's too late anyway." I tugged the seatbelt but it wouldn't budge but with one hard yank, it obeyed him and our eyes met as he secured me in place.

I quickly looked away and out the window. "I'll put the music on later, for now I think we should get to know each other."

My hand snapped away from the tuner and I flushed as though I had touched something I wasn't supposed too.

"What was your ex like?" I sharply turned to face him. "How is that any of your business? What makes you think I'm not involved with someone presently?"

His lips formed a slow smile as he turned to face me. "No man in their right mind would allow you to travel with a stranger, all alone."

Irritation flooded my face. I tilted his chin towards me. "Hear me plainly. Nobody owns me, I do as I please and my relationship status has nothing to do with this trip or you."

"All business remember? That was the deal!" His face broadened into an even wider grin.

"I'm just laying the foundation, we have to know each other a lil bit, our strengths and weaknesses, to be successful."

"Although on our downtime.....Who knows.."

I grunted in frustration. "During our various breaks, you can do as you please but I'll be savouring the time away from you."

He laughed. "I'm really not that bad and a beautiful woman, should never be alone in new area, I may need to protect you."

Ha! I scoffed. "You assume I am some weak and feeble woman? I've taken precautions, a few self-defence classes, personal alarms and pepper spray."

"Bravo but humour me, we need to experience things together so that the writing flows better."

I closed my eyes. I hated that he was probably right. I just wasn't going to agree.

Chapter 7

I needed to settle down, all this teasing he was doing was giving him all the power and he relished making me squirm.

I let my eyes close and if I slept so be it. I needed a break from being constantly agitated.

He had no idea what it was like for a woman, to be constantly on her guard.

To not say anything open to interpretation so that the wrong message was conveyed.

It was exhausting and I wanted to be straight forward because my past relationships had made me suffer.

I wasn't willing or ready to jump into a new one. I still felt shaky from all the emotional haranguing I was put through.

I just felt better concentrating on work, that was my sole focus at present, not fighting off some gigolo.

On the surface he seemed fine but I knew better than to trust my initial perceptions.

They had let me down so many times before, still I had to look on the bright side, a complimentary getaway, a beautiful change of scenery and possibly adequate company, eventually, when he settled down.

That was my last thought, the anxiety had worn me out. I drowsily turned my face towards the window and slept deeply.

To be continued..

#BookLife5 - Mr DJ don't play me! (Fiction)

Chapter 1

I wasn't sure about this interview. A night club behind-the-scenes assistant. These places had a habit of being unsavoury but it was a short contract and I needed the cash for some high bills I have recently acquired.

All I would be doing is brainstorming theme ideas and updating the database, checking the VIP/non VIP bookings, managing staff and whatever else needed doing.

I took a deep breath and strolled in. I had never seen a club in the daytime before, it looked so sterile and a lil peculiar. I was trying to mute the volume on my headphones and increased it instead.

Eventually I managed to lower the volume. I sat down as there wasn't anyone around and waited. "Er excuse me darling, we aren't open until 8pm, come back then. I'll even save you a dance."

I stood up awkwardly banging the chair on the floor. "I'm here for the interview, this is Silhouette? Am I in the right place? I'm supposed to be meeting Bastian..

"Oh crap that's today, sorry er, things have been a bit hectic. I'm Bastian, just give me a few minutes, you're early right? I'll come back with lunch and drinks."

I opened my mouth to reply but he was already gone and I should have called yesterday to remind them and confirm, grr. I hated wasting my time.

I pulled out my phone and hit play, this place was eerily quiet and with noone around it made me shudder.

Chapter 2

"Nice tune, are you a DJ?" I jumped ten foot in the air as a new man approached me from behind. I hastily hit pause.

"Sorry for startling you I'm Vittorio." "Oh I think we spoke on the phone, I'm Yuliana. He smiled and I blushed for some reason.

"You've come for the Assistant role?! I'm glad you found the place easily. There's not much work to do, a few hours per night and afterwards your drinks are complimentary."

"Um thank you but I don't drink alcohol nor do I mix business with pleasure, also if this club has anything to do with drugs or harassment, I'll withdraw my application now."

Vittorio seemed taken aback by my directness but I wasn't about to tread lightly when it came to work placements.

Bastian appeared with a tray of goodies and I found myself dizzy with hunger, I had skipped breakfast and spent the morning trying out a dozen outfits..

"Bro, are you joining us?" My eyes widened in surprise, they were related, wow. "You're brothers?"

They grinned in unison and I saw it in the eyes, they both had a warmth to them. Bastian had a shaved head and dark blue eyes, whereas Vittorio was older and had short brown hair and the beginnings of grey hairs.

They were giants at 6ft, where I was merely 5ft7 in stature. We all sat down and I took a plate and loaded it with cheesy beef jalapeno nachos with chunks of avocado and olives sprinkled around.

I licked my lip and hastily wiped my mouth to avoid looking sloppy but this was sublime. "Isn't it unusual to serve food at a club?"

Again they smiled feeling very proud of themselves. "We know how intoxicated people can get on an empty stomach, so we got a licence to serve snack foods between 9-10pm when it's early and clubbers tend to be sober."

"Even though this is a highly first class reputable establishment. We find It helps cut down on the disturbances and keeps everyone chilled out."

"What ideas could you bring to promote our family run business?" 

Chapter 3

For a second I had forgotten I was at an interview. I hastily straightened up and pondered for a moment.

"Well I say we bring the snacks to our advantage even further. How about country theme nights? Localised cocktails/snacks like nuts, from that specific region aka Brazil?

Music particularly from that area or guest DJs from that region? Simple branded merchandise, like caps or t-shirts with the clubs logo embezzled on them?

I wasn't sure how feasible and costly any of these notions were but it was all that sprang to mind.

They shot one another a look with eyebrows raised and then Vittorio roared with laughter. "In one sentence she has cost you, your DJ job."

I bit my lip and covered my eyes. Crap, crap, crap, of course one of them would be a DJ in this family run business.

I shrugged. "Of course an alternate route would be a DJ mentoring promotion via social media. There must be a lot of youngsters curious about how to break-through in this cutthroat business?"

I leaned back satisfied with my answers and took another big bite of the nachos. I swallowed and admitted sheepishly that I had skipped breakfast.

They both smiled. Vittorio spoke up first. "You don't have the night club experience we were hoping for, but your record is clean and you appear to be a good fit."

"If my brother agrees you can start tonight and we'll see how you cope for a few nights."

Bastian looked at me. "I like her and she heartily ate my nachos. I have a soft spot for a woman with a good appetite. Plus when she's not trying to relieve me of a job, she has some interesting insights."

I tried hard not to blush but the colour creeped into my cheeks. "Thank you, I wasn't expecting an offer so soon. I thought you would have been swamped with applications."

Vittorio leaned forward. "Oh make no mistake, we were but we have very high standards and so far you are our first choice but there are runners up, waiting to take over, if you failed to meet our expectations."

Vittorio left and asked Bastian to conclude the last steps. I could hardly catch my breath. "One moment." Bastian disappeared and I was left bewildered.

Chapter 4

Bastian had cleared the dishes and reappeared in a flash with a tupperware container and the remainder of my nachos. I grinned. 

"Thank you for these. I was too nervous to eat before." Bastian nodded "I don't want these to go to waste. You need to fill in this paperwork and bring it back when you start tonight from 11pm-2am."

"Can you do that for me?" I nodded still trying to process what had just happened. Bastian walked me out. "Are you a fan of drum and bass music?"

I cringed. "Umm to be honest with you, not particularly. I'm more of an pop/r&b/world music type of gal. I know I'm supposed to be sucking up to you but I prefer to be upfront."

"I've never met anyone that just speaks their mind as much as you do. What about us DJ's?"

I shook my head and sighed. I was probably talking myself out of a job but here goes. "I'm not a fan, you talk over songs, shorten them, chop them apart and don't even play crowd favourites."

"What is there to like?" Bastian was completely silent. Then his raucous laughter filled the air. "You wound me. There is an art form, tonight I'll give you a free lesson."

I held my hand up to protest but he had already wandered away. What the hell was I going to wear tonight?

Chapter 5

I arrived back home in a blur and stared at my bed strewn with dresses and skirts. I ripped open the envelope and scribbled all the information down.

I picked at the meatball pasta I had prepared earlier with shavings of celery, green pepper chunks, green and black olives and of course Bastian's nachos.

My stomach was in knots, what if I couldn't live up to their expectations? I took a deep breath, I would apply myself diligently as usual and come what may...

It was 9pm and I decided on a long purple fitted skirt. It had fake tiny buttons down the back and from a distance looked like ruffles.

I coupled it with a pink fake basque top. The sleeves were long see-through and with chunks missing to make it more breathable.

It had the appearance of a corset but the hooks were just part of the design. The top and bottom was transparent but the bra area was completely covered with heavy lace in the front and back so my bra and straps wouldn't be visible.

It sat just above my hips in a jagged up and down v pattern. I tied my chunky office shoes and then clipped my hair back.

My makeup was a blend of reds, purples and pinks. Then I dusted a light layer of black and I was all set to go.

There was no mention of a uniform so I guess I would find out when I got there, if I had to change.

I spotted something shiny on the floor and picked up a black velvet choker with the word staff spelled out in diamante.

I had never seen anything like it before but I managed to tie it around my neck securely and took one last look at myself.

Hmm smart, professional but not trashy. I grabbed my black trenchcoat and buttoned it up and then caught the bus to my exciting new placement.

Chapter 6

It only took 40 minutes and a large crowd was already queueing up. It looked so different with the flashing logo brightly displayed.

I walked straight up to the security and told them my name. "We are expecting you, just go find Vittorio in his office, straight ahead and then take a right.

I nodded and stepped in and my ears were assaulted with the so-called music. I hoped it would be a mix of genres but I had earbuds just in case, talking of which I hastily removed them.

There were 2 rooms, one contained tables and chairs and the other was the dancehall. I sneaked a peek and was astounded, the DJ booth was high up and lit up completely.

Bastian was rocking the crowd, they loved him, women were waving and blowing kisses and I had to laugh, he must be in his element with all the attention.

I turned and set off to find Vittorio. I didn't notice that Bastian had clocked my entrance and become fixated on me.

I knocked on the office door but I didn't hear anything so I wandered inside. "Vittorio? I'm early but ready to work."

"You're here already?" My heart stopped and I slowly turned around to see Bastian. "Um I was told to find Vittorio but he isn't here and I'm not sure what to do."

"Turn around." It didn't seem like a question. "Huh?" I gave him a puzzled look. "I'll help you with your jacket, you won't need it, it gets pretty warm here."

I nodded and stiffened slowly unbuttoning my jacket and as I pulled it apart I felt his hands gently, carefully, slide it down my back and down my shoulders and then arms.

He came and stood in front of me and folded my jacket in the crook of his arm. "Hmm. Follow me."

Chapter 7

I looked down at my appearance and hoped I was dressed appropriately for a club.

I was led down the corridor and then we took a right and stopped. "This is your office, I'm not sure where Vittorio is but I'll show you the ropes for now."

"Don't you have to work? The crowd loves you." Bastian smiled, they'll keep. Here's a spare key, you can leave your bag and jacket here."

"Just lock it everytime you leave because even though this area is off-limits people wander and get lost."

Bastian began typing and loaded up a guest account page. "Pick a password." "Oh umm IceQueen."

Bastian raised an eyebrow but typed it in. "Right here is the staff roster and the bookings."

"Over here, is the database of  VIP customers and the daily, weekly and monthly profits."

"Once you enter the dailies, the rest update automatically." Bastian shut down the computer and I looked at him inquisitively.

"I thought I was going to enter the receipts now?" I stood up confused. "Looks like I am going to have to take you with me, until Vittorio gets back."

"Bastian I don't want to disturb you, just let me do these receipts." I felt so awkward. "I didn't come here to sit idly by and do nothing."

"Come with me, I'll find something for you to do." He extended his hand and I took it, blindly following him like a lost puppy.

As we passed the bar. Bastian paused. "Meet Haziel our famous mixologist. I smiled "Hi pleased to meet you I'm Yuliana."

"Ahh yes I heard we were having a new girl to replace Selene while she's busy. Wait, you don't look like Bastian's type?!"

Bastian coughed and muttered under his breath.. "Shut it, if you want to keep your cushy job Haz."

"Normally he picks these dollybirds, you know the type, tall, leggy, skinny and brain-dead."

Bastian looked furious and I bent over laughing. "Hmm maybe the agency ran out of Bastian's type?" I snuck a grin at Haz and we hi-fived covertly.

Chapter 8

Bastian tugged me forward and we climbed the stairs to his private booth. I was surprised at how spacious it was and then I spotted the leather sofa.

I pulled my hand away and burst into a fresh set of giggles. "Wow, you have the perfect set-up. Get the girls up here, give them a few DJ masterclasses and then sit them down and make your moves."

"So you think you know me huh Yuliana? You've barely scratched the surface of what I'm about."

I would have to stop grinning because Bastian pride seem dented and he looked like he was used to women buttering him up.

I slyly rolled my eyes. "I could do with a drink J20 Pear and Guava, if you wouldn't mind and get something for yourself."

I smiled at this demeaning task. He was such a spoilt playboy brat. "Is there anything else you require, your majesty? Any nibbles?"

Bastian strolled closer. "Not just yet." I gulped and then hastily went down the stairs back to the bar we had just passed by.

"Hey Haz, his highness requires a drink immediately." Haz chuckled. "Hmm so you're not enamoured by him, like the rest yet?"

I scoffed. "Are you kidding? Vittorio runs the real business, Bastian just plays host for a couple of hours and then spends the rest of the time entertaining his dollybirds, right?"

Haz slapped the bar chuckling. "If I were to answer that I really would be out of a job." I sat on the bar stool. "Look he is my boss, well one of them and he can do whatever he likes."

"I am just here to work." Haz patted my hand. "I've heard this speech many times and it all ends the same way. Bastian always gets the girl."

I shook my head in disgust. "Not this time, he won't have me. I'll just avoid him, easy peasy."

Chapter 9

Suddenly my stool swung around. "Is that right? I came down to see what was taking so long. Seems like you and Haz are becoming quite close!"

My eyes widened in shock and I bit my lip, not knowing where to look. His eyes seem to bore into me. Haz came from behind the bar and handed the drink over to Bastian directly but his eyes never left my face.

"Dance with me." Again it didn't seem like an enquiry, more like a command. I shook my head. "No. I will not be your plaything!"

Bastian creeped forward. "Dance with me now." I stammered. "I c-can't." I slipped off the stool and walked towards Haz and took his hand.

"I promised Haz, my first dance." Bastian clenched his jaw and Haz winked at Bastian. "Sorry bro." My palms were drenched with nerves and I dare not look back.

Haz beamed at me. "I gotta hand it to you girl, you have guts. No woman turns him down, especially not for me. Although I've never seen him dance here before."

I leaned closer to shout. "I don't feel brave, I'm shaking." Haz twirled me around and we chuckled together. This really wasn't my type of music but I no longer cared.

I stopped short as Bastian stood between us and took my hand from Haz's grasp. "If you don't dance with me, I'm going to have fire my favourite bartender for skiving."

My mouth fell open. "Are you crazy? You can't do that! Haz he wouldn't really do it would he? Haz shrugged. I pointed to myself.

"Punish me. I was the one that dragged him to the dancefloor." I swallowed hard and my heart was pounding in my chest. Haz left discreetly and I just stared at Bastian.

Bastian stepped back and bowed. "Would you please do me the honour of a dance Yuliana?" I gulped frozen like a statue. I couldn't work out why he was acting this way, was he legitimate or was it a game?

Chapter 10

I saw him signal to the DJ and I took a sharp intake of breath. "This song is dedicated to Bastian and Yuliana." I couldn't believe it, the song I was listening to when he interviewed me came on.

Bastian stepped closer. "It's our song." It was Miss Me by Mohombi & Nelly. I nodded in a state of total shock. Nobody had ever dedicated a song to me before.

Bastian led me into the middle of the dancefloor. I still didn't know if he was playing me but was he really that good of an actor?

His expressions seemed sincere but I wasn't entirely convinced. We stood there locking eyes and I didn't see people had cleared a large space for us. I broke apart from Bastian's hand and started a slow independent snakehips movement.

Then I increased the tempo and started shaking my chest and shoulders. My arms were swaying. Bastian stepped closer and tried to grab me but I shook him off. 

I couldn't face him. The smug look that I had surrendered to him, like all the rest, would be too humiliating. I switched to a shimmy, my hips powerfully rotating faster and faster.

I then turned my back and shook my whole body. Bastian grabbed me around the waist tightly and wouldn't let go. I slithered my body against him and extended my arms until they slid up his chest slowly and around his neck.

He bent his head down and I shivered as his hot breath filled my left ear. "Yuliana, what have you done to me?" I felt our bodies fuse as one, the heat drenching us both.

He flipped me around and tilted my head up. I couldn't catch my breath. His thumb traced my lips. He looked as powerless as I felt.

I turned my head and swayed with him as his thigh slid between mine and we began to slow down. My hands rested on his chest and his cupped my face, pulling me towards him.

I jolted as the crowd began whooping and cheering as the song was over. Bastian bent down and retrieved my clip. Then he swept my hair behind me and tenderly attached it around my hair.

I hadn't noticed it had become wild and loose, I was too caught up in the moment. "T-thank you." Bastian smiled and was pulled away a fraction so I seized the opportunity to retreat at high speed.

I ignored everyone and pushed through the crowds, my pulse was racing and my legs had turned to jelly. I just needed some air.

Bastian turned to find me, confused I was missing and was about to chase me but Haz grabbed his arm to stop him. "Bastian you can't follow her, you need to get back to work."

As soon as I was out of eyesight I leaned against the wall and hoped my breathing would soon slow down. What on earth possessed me to behave like that, with him of all people?

I won't let it happen again. I will stick to the plan and avoid him at all costs.

Bastian nodded at Haz and turned to head towards his booth thinking.. She is different.

Chapter 11

I headed outside for some much needed air and almost bumped into Vittorio. "Meet me in 5 minutes in your office." I mumbled a confirmation and closed my eyes, leaning against the wall to steady myself.

I covered my face as it changed from red to purple. My embarrassment was evident to the whole club, I practically threw myself at him, like some bloody fangirl.

He's my boss and a playboy and I cannot develop feelings for him. It is out of the question. My brain was stern but my body was still tingling and my heart asked the question...

What if this time it's different? What if he felt something too? No. I shook my head. It's just his daily exploit. I'm just the latest flavour of the day....

I headed back inside and didn't dare even peek inside the dancefloor region. Vittorio had given me some calls to make and I was almost finished inputting all the receipts into the system.

I fidgeted as someone knocked on the door and I pleaded silently that it was anybody but Bastian. "Come in."

Haz smirked at me. They have dubbed you the DJ Slayer aka the future Mrs Bastian.

I skulked down in my chair. "Nooo. As if this could get any worse. At least it was dark. I mean not many people saw right?"

"Yuliana, you're kidding right?? Even the bouncers came in and watched. I wouldn't be surprised if people were filming it or snapping pictures."

"I wonder what your hashtag will be?" "Ugh you are not helping at all. I want everyone to forget it ever happened not immortalise it."

Haz leaned closer. "You know what the icing on the cake is? Everyone is convinced it was staged and is now going to be a regular thing but they still insist you're a couple."

"Haz if you have a heart, you'll quash the rumours, please, please, please. This is going to cost me my job."

Haz looked incredulous. "Cost you?? My dear, this has cemented it. You're famous."

Chapter 12

Vittorio burst in. "Haz get back to work." Haz handed me the drink he had bought, courtesy of Bastian and I cast it aside but thanked him.

"I don't know what to say." I stood up. "I'm really sorry. I take full responsibility. I'll understand if you want to fire me for being unprofessional."

You are trending across our social media platforms. Some call it a publicity stunt. Fire you?? You just got promoted."

"We are overbooked and people want answers. Maybe organise a Q&A. We could say that you and Bastian are a new couple and will be working together."

"I slumped back down heavily horrified at the notion. No to all of it. It makes me sick, lying and all that attention."

"I'm sorry this must be overwhelming but to be honest, we've been suffering a bit and this rejuvenation is just what we needed."

"Why don't you go home early and we'll talk more tomorrow." I nodded and gathered my things. Vittorio left and Haz popped back in.

"Well?" "You were right. Vittorio is ecstatic and I am kicking myself for letting this happen."

"I hate to pile on but Bastian asked if you would meet him in his booth." "Haz please don't tell him I'm leaving but I have to get out of here. I'm done."

"Look if it's any consolation. I've never seen him jealous or focused on one woman before." I held up my hand. I can't hear anymore. See you later."

Chapter 13

We exited and I exhaled in relief. I locked up and left without looking back. My headphones were blasting music and I felt unburdened again.

I leaned back against the bus stop. I just had to wait 10 minutes and my bus would be here. I loved this time of night, when it was quiet and free of traffic and people.

"Slayer babe, wow it's really you? Can I get a selfie?" I slapped my head in frustration, "You're mistaken and I'm really tired. I don't want to talk, just leave me in peace please."

"You stuck up b-" He lunged at me and I screamed but the next minute he was flying through the air and running off. Bastian had saved me. Could this night get any worse??

"Explain yourself!" Bastian backed me into a corner and blocked my escape. "I'm waiting," I shot him an exasperated look.

"What the hell do you want from me?" "Do you know what could have happened to you, if I had not come looking for you?"

I snapped. "Why is it always the woman's fault, when she's harassed?? Go screw yourself!!" Bastian swallowed hard but his eyes were thunderous.

"I'm gonna let that slide because it's been a long day but I would have thought the future Mrs Bastian, would have been grateful."

"Don't ever call me that again. I dropped my guard and- and I shouldn't have." Bastian scoffed. "Why because you had fun and lost control or because it was with me?"

"Go away Bastian." I closed my eyes, willing the bus to fast track. Bastian slapped the shelter hard and I flinched. "I'm taking you home, get in the car."

"You're under the impression I am one of your doe-eyed girls. I'm not. I don't follow orders so once again. Get lost!"

"Bastian grabbed my hand forcefully. "My patience has run out so listen carefully. I am driving you home. Either you walk of your own accord or I drag you."

I stood my ground and Bastian pulled me onwards. I tried to release his grip but it was no use. He opened the passenger door and I made my final dig.

"Who the hell do you think you are?" He pushed me inside and then got in himself. "I'm your boss, which means I call the shots and you comply."

Chapter 14

I realised I wasn't done screaming and I didn't care I was provoking him. I had no filter around him at all. "In the club, you're my boss, not out here, you control freak!!"

Bastian sighed. "I'll protect you from yourself if I have too." I rolled my eyes. "Oh yea and who will save me from you, huh? Tell me that Bastian???"

I just couldn't stop screaming at him. I shook my head leaned back and covered my face, I knew that the person I was most mad at was myself but I wouldn't give him the satisfaction of admitting that.

My face was probably bright red. Bastian secured my seatbelt and paused before starting the engine. "For the record. I'm not the big bad wolf."

"Yes I goaded you into dancing with me, a lil but the real reason you let loose was because you have strong feelings for me and it scared you."

I finally softened my voice into a whisper. "You're mistaken. You mean nothing to me." Bastian pulled my hands away from my face.

"No. I'm not. I was on the other half of that dance and you could barely look me in the eyes. Whenever I touched you, you gasped."

Your heart was beating as loudly as mine. I just don't understand why you won't admit the truth."

I swallowed hard and looked out the window. "My feelings are irrelevant. You're my boss and I want to maintain my clean reputation."

"I'm not even your type for Pete's sake so find someone else to pick up and discard." Bastian nodded. "Alright you know about my history. I don't do relationships."

Chapter 15

"Well I didn't but now I want to ask you out. I can't get you out of my head. Every person that walks in, I hope is you. When we danced, you let me in and now you're pushing me away."

I bit my lip. "Bastian let it go please. I can't get involved with you. I won't." "I understand your reluctance but I'm only asking for a shot."

"Bastian I'm tired. I don't want to deal with this. My answer is no, just take me home please. I don't trust you."

"I'll drop it for now because you look worn out and I don't want to pile on to that but I'm not giving up. I'm not afraid to say.. I care about you and see us building a future together."

"Please don't say anymore. I'm at my breaking point. I should never have lost control on that dancefloor." Bastian squeezed my hand gently.

"I like to think of it as subconsciously you took the first step in sharing with me your true feelings and putting them out in the open."

"Ugh I'm never going to sleep tonight." Bastian agreed. "Me either." I tried a new tactic. "Don't you think all this could just be your pride at work at being rejected?" 

Bastian smiled if you weren't interested, you wouldn't have screamed at me or blushed every time I came near you.

"We're here. You're home." I nodded and unbuckled and so did Bastian. He got out of the car and walked around to my side.

"What are you doing? I'm not inviting you inside. I don't sleep around, this is what I've been trying to tell you." Bastian extended his hand and I stepped out,

"I can't recall the last time I walked a girl to her door." Bastian looked so vulnerable and I hated how mean I was being to him.

If you don't mind I'll ask you for one favour before I bid you a goodnight. Nothing would surprise me at this point. "May I hug you?"

I felt my eyes start to water and I didn't want Bastian to notice so I quickly hugged him or so I thought but he held on and I could only blurt out.. "Tighter."

We fiercely gripped each other and then he left, I realised that despite his personality, he had never been sleazy.

Not here just now, nor in the car, on the dancefloor or in my office. Maybe he wasn't so bad after all..... Or maybe he was biding his time...... Best behaviour to begin with...

Chapter 16

I shut the door and locked it behind me and quickly undressed, showered and changed into my nightgown. I stuck my phone on the charger and did the same with the headphones.

I pressed play and music filled the space. There was no way I was going to check social media. I hoped that by tomorrow it would all be a distant memory.

Suddenly the music stopped and I cursed and got up. Stupid app keeps crashing but when I looked at the phone I saw an unfamiliar number calling.

I closed my eyes. I knew it was him. I took the phone and sat up in bed and answered. "Hello Bastian." He chortled in my ear and it was a sweet sound.

"How did you know it was me? Or was it wishful thinking?" I shook my head. "I don't know. Are you home or did you go back to the club?"

"I just arrived at my place and it's too quiet. I guess I'm wired from today. Meeting you, holding you.." I sighed in exasperation.

"WIll you quit flirting." "Hmpff. Talk to me until I fall asleep." I couldn't help but giggle. "You're irritatingly likeable." Is that a yes Yules?"

"You just got in, go shower and change and then call me back." Bastian paused to consider this. "Promise you won't fall asleep without me?"

I stretched and loudly yawned. Then tittered. "Mmhmm." I heard his breath in my ear. "You better not, speak soon."

Chapter 17

He disconnected and I got up to apply some lip balm, remove my contact lenses and stick the phone back on the charger but this time, I switched it from mute to vibrate.

Autoplay music was on so the song resumed. Maybe by Jay Sean. I switched off the light and I got back in bed unconvinced he would call me back.

I figured if I fell asleep I could live with that, my battery was 60% but I just couldn't drift off and half an later I rose and checked my phone.

It was fully charged so I grabbed it and slinked back in bed, got comfy and yawned again. I pulled up the covers and then my phone started vibrating.

"What took you so long?" I said in between yawns. "Are you always this demanding? I chuckled. "Mmmhmm." "Hmm. Good to know."

"What are you doing tomorrow apart from seeing me?" I rolled my eyes. "Napping, shopping, avoiding you and some other work to do. What about you?" I was laughing hard.

"That's not funny. Nothing much, come spend the day with me." I gulped. "Isn't it enough to see me in the evening?" Bastian shook his head. 

"Nope. It's not ample and besides I'm sick of sharing you, I want you all to myself, No Haz, No brother, no business, just you and me."

I didn't know what to say so I remained silent. "Umm Bastian. I don't think we should flame the fire." "Yules, one last thing. We're doing a Youtube video tomorrow."

"What?! Bastian that is a bad joke right?" "Listen Yules-" Don't Yules me, my name is Yuliana! I am not appearing in a bloody video with you."

Bastian sighed. "It wasn't my idea but our family needs this. Please Yuliana think about it for my sake." Bastian I'm not a media whore!"

"You picked the wrong damn girl for that. I'm not doing it but feel free to make up any lies you wish but I want no part of this."

"Don't hate me but I had to ask. I'll explain it to Vittorio. It's okay. I won't force you to do anything against your wishes."

"All I want is for this to disappear but you and your brother are going to make it stick around, aren't you?"

"Yules.. Yulia-" I yawned again. "Don't rationalise what you're doing Bastian. I'm going to sleep. Night!"

Chapter 18

I disconnected and switched off my phone and fell into a restless slumber.

I hugged my pillow but I swear someone was banging. I flickered my eyes open. Sunlight was killing my eyes. I got up and stretched.

I wondered what time it was. I stepped into the hallway rubbing my eyes.

The doorbell was ringing I think. Was someone pounding on my door? I sluggishly moved forward.

I put the latch on and opened the door a fraction. Bastian smiled. "Let me in." I groaned and leaned against the door. I was a mess.

I undid the latch and ran into the bathroom squealing. "Be right back." My hair was sticking up, my mouth was dry and my breath was foul. Ughhhh."

I looked down just to make sure I had clothes on. Yup, phew. At high speed, I put my lenses on, washed my face, brushed, showered and changed into a simple rainbow maxi dress.

I put my hair in a messy bun and took a deep breath. "What are you doing here Bastian?"

Bastian walked towards me. "That's disappointing, you forgot we had plans?" I stared blankly at Bastian. "If you recall, I never agreed to anything."

Bastian took my hand and kissed it. "Spend today with me Yuliana. Get to know me, not DJ Splash."

"Umm. Hang on a second." I hid in my room and closed the door. How do I get out of this?

I switched on my phone and saw texts from Bastian. "Sweet dreams, Good morning, I'm on my way over."

I felt conflicted. On the one hand I couldn't seem to get him out of my head and the flip side was I didn't know if he was using me for his business or was he genuinely into me?.

Chapter 19

Bastian gently knocked on the door. I straightened up and opened the door. "I just have to put some makeup on." Bastian nodded and lingered at the door but didn't enter.

I sat down in front of the mirror and opened my vanity case. I pulled out my eyeshadow, moisturiser, an eyebrow pencil and lipgloss.

I got a tissue squirted the moisturiser and foundation on a tissue, folded it to blend it and then applied it all over my face. I then filled in my brows.

Lastly I drew a dark outline around my lips and blotted and then applied a dark cherry gloss to them. I grabbed a jacket but Bastian stopped me.

"You don't need it." I put some chunky boots on, filled my bag. Locked up and then left. "Where are we going?" "I've never seen a woman get ready so fast.."

Bastian smiled. "That's for me to know.." I leaned back in the car seat. "How did you sleep?" Bastian smiled, not great, for some reason I kept seeing this beautiful face haunting me."

"Ugh you're so sappy." I shoved his arm and we laughed. "I didn't have a great night either, after what we talked about."

Bastian patted my hand. "I've been thinking. The Youtube channel was going to be called DJ S&S (Splash & Slayer aka Yuliana and Bastian).."

Bastian tilted my chin towards him. "But seeing as you are opposed. I can do some self interviews, film around the club, take some questions, try to leave you out of it as much as possible?"

"Are you serious? Thank you, thank you, thank you. I didn't think that would be an option? Wait has Vittorio signed off on this plan?"

Chapter 20

I remained sceptical. "He will, I'll talk him into it." I felt guilty. "Bastian I'm sorry. I'm just not.." He turned to me and kissed my cheek."

"I know, it's fine. Let's not talk about it anymore." I bit my lip. "Are you mad at me? Do you think I'm being unreasonable?"

Bastian shook his head. "No, the spotlight is only for people that can cope with it, otherwise, it's a big adjustment."

Bastian parked up and I looked around. We seemed to be in the middle of nowhere but he took my hand and got a basket from the boot with the other.

"I'm taking you on a picnic." I laughed. "Oh okay. I'm not outdoorsy but this will be an adventure. You know, this seems lowkey."

"I would have bet money, you would have booked a fancy bistro or something equally posh." "We can do anything you want but I personally like simple, personal touches."

"I don't like those hoighty toighty places. Simple works for me too but not all the time." "Oh certainly not for birthdays and anniversaries and other celebrations."

I scoffed. "Getting a bit carried away, aren't we??" We found a place near a riverbank and I helped Bastian unfold the blanket and we sat down."

"I've never had a picnic date before and the last time I had a regular one was when I was a child." Bastian grinned. "This is a first for me also but I wanted to make it memorable."

"You don't take your women on picnics daily?" He laughed. "If you'll recall what I did before wasn't dating. I coughed. "Uh huh."

Chapter 21

We continued talking, teasing and joking until all the strawberries, salmon sandwiches and hazelnut cookies had been consumed, then we laid down and cuddled and slept.

I blinked awake. "Crikey Bastian. Wake up, it's 12pm. We've been here for hours. I'm freezing. He didn't stir but pulled me down beside him again.

"Hmm. Five more minutes Slayer." I sighed. "That name makes me sound like some sort of temptress." 

A cheeky grin spread across his face. "Sounds about right. I was knocked off my feet and haven't found my balance since."

He pulled me closer and I put my head on his chest. His arm tightened it's grip around my waist.

After a few minutes I lifted my head up and studied his face. He was far too handsome for a man. Bastian popped his eyes open.

"Any reason you're staring at me? Do I have crumbs on my face?" I shook my head. "You're one of those pretty boys." I cackled.

Bastian raised an eyebrow. "I'm not pretty. I'm ruggedly handsome or reasonably good looking. I shook my head. "No you're pretty." I started giggling again.

Bastian pushed himself up with a dangerous glint in his eye. "I suggest you rephrase that or else."

I glowered with confidence. "Do your worst pretty boy and then doubled over laughing as Bastian lowered his head to mine.

"You have every intention of driving me crazy don't you? I smiled innocently. "Mmmhmm." Just as Bastian was about to kiss me, his phone rang.

He cleared his throat disappointingly. I chuckled. "You'll keep." "Yea. Ugh. What now? Uh huh okay but- Alright bye."

"If you don't mind me asking what was that about?" Bastian began packing up. "Vittorio wants to see us right away." I scrunched up my face.

"I thought we were all going to discuss everything tonight? Wasn't that the plan?

Chapter 22

"Let's go." Bastian shrugged. "Let's just get it over and done with." He helped me up and we headed out. I felt a bit nervous of Vittorio's reaction.

We arrived in no time and Vittorio was outside waiting to greet us. "Good to see you both. This is going to be exciting."

I gulped uneasily. "What are you referring to?" "The Youtube channel launch. Everything is all set up for you both." 

I felt pale and went to the kitchen to get a drink, leaving the brothers alone together.

"Bro. I tried but she's not doing it." Vittorio was furious. "Talk her into it. Charm her, flirt. I don't care but she has to do it. We need this hook, this publicity to keep our doors open."

"I'll do it and hopefully it will be enough." I took a deep breath and wandered out to face the music. "I'm sorry Vittorio I just don't want this sort of attention foist on me."

Vittorio waved his arms in defeat. "Fine, whatever but Bastian can still spin this story. I felt queasy. I was not comfortable with this lie at all but I didn't object further.

I left them to go to Bastian's booth and sit down and I held my head in my hands. "Maybe I should quit?" Bastian appeared out of nowhere and pulled me onto his lap.

"Can't let you do that." Vittorio came in with the tripod camera and I wanted to vomit. "We start filming in 5 minutes. I'll be back then." He left and I held my stomach.

"Sorry Bastian I don't think I can stay in the room and watch. I want to support you but this is just not me. I'm not a liar."

Downstairs Vittorio was grinning like a cheshire cat. "Neither am I, which is the reason I'll be telling the truth about us."

I swallowed hard. "But that isn't what Vittorio wants. I don't want to be your headache Bastian."

"You could never be that. It's part of the reason I can never take my eyes off you. From the moment I mistook you for a party girl to the moment I hired you yesterday.."

"You left me breathless. You challenge me." He caressed my cheek. Every female, tells me what I want to hear, they treat me like I have no substance but you shook me up."

"You spoke your mind. Didn't flatter me and went out of your way to avoid me and even antagonise me. It stopped being about meaningless conquests and became something real."

Chapter 23

"Oh Bastian that's really good to hear because when I first met you I thought you were just another skirt-chaser but you still managed to hypnotise me from the beginning."

" Every look and touch was electric. The many infuriating, impossible to resist versions of you. The gentleman, the arrogant boss, the gruff but respectful protector."

I put my arms around his neck. "I don't know if it would break the magic for people to know the dance wasn't planned." 

"The thought of dancing with you mean't I would have to let the mask fall and show you that I have become infatuated with you and only you."

Bastian growled and nuzzled my neck. "My head exploded when you dragged Haz to dance with him." I giggled and cupped his face.

"I panicked. You made me flustered. I wasn't used to being affected by any man this powerfully and then when you coerced me into dancing with you by faking you'd fire poor innocent Haz....."

Bastian shrugged proudly. "All is fair in love and war." It drove me crazy watching you with him. I thought I could wait until after you finished but then you smiled and looked so happy with him."

"I wanted to get you away from my traitorous friend as soon as possible." "My heart was pounding so loudly I thought it would drown out the music."

"I snuck a peek at your phone and downloaded the song you were listening to that afternoon." 

"That wasn't a fly by night comment. I have never danced in the main room, only in the booth but right there and then, I never wanted anything more than to have you in my arms."

"I was smitten and trying my damndest to be a professional and carry out the interview respectfully. You are the only one that I fed during an interview."

I threw my head back and shook with laughter. "Really?" I bit my lip cheekily. "Are you under my spell? Will you do anything I order you too?"

Chapter 24

Bastian looked equally as mischievous. "Try me." I took a deep breath. "Seeing as our first date got interrupted by your brothers plan for world media domination.."

I licked my lip. "You still haven't given me my first kiss. Mind you, the filming is due to start soon so we better hold off for now."

Bastian shook his head. "Everyone knows I'm completely in your hands." I felt the heat rising to my face and tried to leave but Bastian held my waist and leaned in closer to claim my lips.

I closed my eyes at this sweet, slow burning kiss that captured me. I tried to break away but Bastian smiled and took my lips softly again and again.

"Bastian, the inter-" He mumbled and kissed down my neck. "Can wait." Vittorio shouted Yessssss! We did it!" Me and Bastian broke apart confused and rushed down the stairs.

"You both were incredible, the viewers loved it. We have over a thousand subscribers and it's still climbing. "What are you talking about Vittorio, we haven't started recording yet."

Vittorio held his hands up. "Look both of you don't be mad but before I left I turned the camera on. You've been live streaming."

I hit Bastian on the arm. "Did you know about this?" Bastian shook his head. "I swear to you. I would not have betrayed you. I had no idea. I wasn't focused on the camera, just you." 

"That's what you do to me, everyone else just becomes irrelevant." I walked outside. I was trying to get my head around it all.

"Wait Yuliana!" Bastian grabbed my hand and swung me around. "Honest- I put my hand over his mouth to silence him. "I believe you. I just wanted us to be us, not everyone else's."

"We are supposed to be.. To have a special private relationship, not a media inspired one." Bastian leaned down to kiss me and then took me inside.

"Vittorio you're going to set that video to private right now and then it will be heavily edited."

"In exchange if Yuliana, my girlfriend agrees, we'll make snippets of videos together, even if she is behind the camera, we'll work something out."

"The focus will not be on our relationship but promoting this club and music and mentoring future DJ's."

"I smiled at them. "I'm in. I stand by my boyfriend and his wishes." Vittorio reluctantly agreed. Bastian embraced me tightly and we left together.

Bastian leaned me against the car door. "A few last things I must know. Off the record naturally." I hid my impish demeanor and with mock sincerity nodded and stroked my chin.

"Did you dance with Haz to make me jealous?" "I can see how it would look that way but I'm not into games. I asked him because I wasn't into him. He didn't excite me. He was safe."

Bastian looked smug. "Safe huh?" "I have a question for you, what did you think of my outfit last night. All you said was Hmm."

"It was too hot, too seductive and I kept having to bite my tongue from calling you my sexy minx!" I giggled.

"Were you going to dance the way you danced with me, with anyone else?" Bastian leaned in closer and stretched both his arms securing me in place.

"I never wanted to move, wiggle, jiggle and grind with anyone else." Bastian swallowed hard. "Why did you keep pushing my hands away?"

My eyes twinkled playfully. "Baby I wasn't ready to surrender to you fully, yet." Bastian cleared his throat and whispered hoarsely... "And now?"

I pulled him close and instead of kissing him I whispered.. "I submit Bastian." His lips crashed into mine and this time we both deepened the kiss pressing together. 

The delayed intimacy making us a sight to behold until we regained our senses and headed off.

The End