Plan B!

Zane walked into the house and saw Paige drying her wet hair. She dropped her wet towel on the chair and folded her arms. She had been waiting for Zane to come upstairs. She got tired of waiting for him so she had to take a shower.

"You told me you were going to come upstairs like... Twenty minutes ago. Why are you coming up now?" She asked.

"Um... I ran into an old friend of mine downstairs" he lied, smiling at Paige. He was busy staring at Paige's wet body. He was feeling uneasy and uncomfortable. His little man jumped up for Joy.

"Oh" was the word that escaped her lips. She stared at what he bought.

"Why don't you drop that in the kitchen? I'll go change and make us dinner" she said, turning to leave.

"Don't worry, I'll make them" he said and left to the kitchen. He didn't want her to notice his hard d!ck already. He just stared at her and he was aroused already. He had no idea how it would be when she touches him.

Paige's face flushed red.

"Okay?" She answered without certainty of why he was doing that. She picked her wet towel and returned to her room.

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As they ate dinner, Paige was busy with her phone. Zane stole glances of her repeatedly. He remembered what the stranger he met downstairs told him.

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FLASHBACK...

Zane was already with the foodstuffs. He slammed the door close, turning to head into the building when Dylan's voice stopped him.

"Hi there"

"Oh, I'm sorry. I'm closed for today" that was Zane's reply. At first, he thought that Dylan was a customer.

"No, I'm not for that. I want to talk about your girlfriend, Paige" Dylan said.

On hearing Paige's name, he stopped and faced Dylan. He had a confused look on his face.

"What about her?" He asked.

"Well, I heard you talking about borrowing money to repair your cab. You could get some money, you know" he said. A frown appeared on Zane's face.

"I don't want to take any loan. Please leave" Zane said and walked away.

"Paige could become a billionaire model"

"Bi.. billionaire?" Zane muttered and faced Dylan again. He took few steps closer to her.

"What do you mean?" Zane asked.

"Well, I've tried talking to her about it but she doesn't want to become a model"

"What type of model is that?" Zane frowned.

"A nude model" Dylan replied with his usual smile on his face.

"You know Paige can't do something like that" he said.

"That's why you...you need to convince her in becoming a nude model. Just with a shot, she could get 10 million dollars. Think about how many shots she would take to become a billionaire" Dylan was really trying his best to brain feed Zane.

Zane lowered his head, pondering on what Dylan had just said.

"Who are you?"

"I'm Dylan, her classmate during highschool"

"I'll talk to her but what if she doesn't want to become a model?" Zane asked.

Dylan took steps closer to him and placed his hand on his shoulder.

"I know how much you need money. Money is more important than relationship. With money, you can get someone more better than Paige"

"What are you insinuating?"

"We'll have to go with plan B" Dylan replied.

"Plan B?" Zane asked. An evil smile crept on Dylan's face.

FLASHBACK ENDED...

"...so, he'll come pick me up when it's 8" Paige paused when she noticed Zane hasn't been listening to her.

"Hello! Zane? Zane?!" She snapped him back to reality.

"Yeah, what?" He asked. Paige frowned and folded her arms.

"I've been talking for like the past five minutes and you weren't listening to me the whole time"

"Sorry, I was thinking about something"

"What is that? Money? Your car" She asked. Zane shot a glare at Paige.

"Yes, I need a lot of money. My mom is really sick and she needs to undergo an operation" he lied.

"Oh my goodness, you should help her. I wish there was something I could do to help" Paige replied worriedly. She remembered what happened to her mother.

"Paige, you know how much I love you. I actually thought of something. My friend I met earlier today, he told me about his sister who got millions of dollars just by doing something"

"What is that?" She asked.

"I could help you" she replied.

Zane bit his lower lips and sighed deeply before speaking up.

"It's um... It's a..." He stammered.

"Come on, tell me" she said.

"She's a model. She just did a shot and got 10 million"

"Wait... A nude model?"

Zane nodded his head.

"Zane, you know me very well. I can't do something like that. I can't show my body in public, that is trash!" She said.

"But..."

Paige banged her hand on the table and sprung up.

"Let's not talk about this again. I could work part-time job after I close to get more money for your mother's treatment"

"Paige, I don't want you to stress yourself. You won't even take up to three minutes. Just a shot and..."

"Enough! Don't try to talk me to doing it because I won't. I've lost my appetite already. Good night" she said and left to her room.

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Zane watched her as she left. He took out the card Dylan gave to her and dialed the number.

He answered the call after the third ring.

"Hello?" Dylan called out.

"Seem like we have to go ahead with plan B" he said.

"Sure, I'll get the papers ready for you. Make sure she doesn't find out anything. Besides, make her forget that you tried talking her into doing this so that she can trust you well. I will send you some money to treat her to a nice dinner. I repeat, don't let her know about it"

"Sure, I understand" Zane said and slipped his phone into his pocket. He stared at the direction Paige went to and smirked.

"I'm sorry Paige. I love you but I love money more" he said and left the house.