Chapter three: April 13th , Wednesday , 8:20pm

Harlen looked up from his laptop and closed it as Malia approached. His sent hit her nose like a atomic bomb. He smelled of shea butter and some expensive cologne she probably couldn't even pronounce. He rose to shake her hand his suit so crisp she wondered how he dared to even put it on.

"How was the ride Ms. Montego" He said flashing his pearly whites as they seperated hands and took their respective seats. The lights in the room where dim , the darkness made Malia feel a bit more comfortable ,as if she was to mess up at least he wouldn't see her.

"It was beautiful, your limo has to be by far the most beautiful thing i've ever seen but you didn't have to send a ride for me. I could have taken the train but thank you so much anyways" She says returning his friendly smile.

"Non-sense , its late and it's not like it was an inconvenience" About 10 minutes later , a chef brings out two plates of steak , potatoes and asparagus.

"I don't know if you've checked you email since we last saw one another but i emailed you the answers to about 12 more questions pertaining my business , associates and ect" Harlen said as he began cutting his steak. She had sworn she'd checked her email and got no such thing but maybe she had overlooked it.

"Im sorry , i must have overlooked it but i'll be sure to check as soon as i get the chance" She said not wanting to be rude and check at the moment.

"You mentioned that you answered questions about your business and things of that sort but what about your personal life" That caused him to crack a small smile that glistened even in the dim light. He'd seemed much more friendly now than this morning.

"I prefer you'd ask me them in person" She obliged pulling out her notepad from the small purse she'd brought with her.

"What better time to start than now" She said glancing up at him looking for some sort of approval on his face. He nodded before stating

"That's fine but the photographer will be here in about 30 minutes" She nodded beginning her first question.

"In the file i was provided with it says that you invest in multiple charities , can you tell me more about that"

"It's good for my reputation , makes networking a bit easier when you have respectable charities behind your name"He says vaguely causing Malia to frown.The charities he helped where mostly kids who grew up in poverty and kids of sexual abuse , in her eyes there was more to that story. Those aren't charities you invest in for networking but she decided it be best to do some digging on her own.

"Tell me more about your mom and dad"

April 13th , 10:30pm

He answered her questions up until the photographer got their and was a delight to work with. He let the photographer get a plethora of shots only he refused to smile.

"Please Mr.Ivory , you have such a nice smile" She begged as the photographer began to wrap up the shoot.

"No Ms.Montego , now stop asking" He said glaring over at her causing her to cross her arms and huff. She took a deep breathe and recollected herself realizing that she's being a brat and he'd already went out his way so much. After the photographer finished wrapping up the two walked out to his rolls royce, Malia was confused as he got inside with her closing the door behind him.

"Aren't you staying here" She says motioning towards the hotel.

"yes but i could use some fresh air" She scoots over allowing him space as he reaches into the mini-fridge.

"Champagne" Harlen says questioningly gazing up at Malia. She contemplates for a moment , deciding it'll be okay since she was technically off of work.

"Sure" She says causing him to pass her a half way filled flute. She sips it , the cool liquid spreading warmth throughout her body. She saviors the sweet expensive taste.

"This is so good" She says wiping some of the spilled liquor off her lip. He grins like a schoolboy.

"I had a feeling you'd like something sweet" Those words send a chill throughout her spin. Up until this point she hadn't thought about how handsome he was or how intimidating it was being alone with him , she'd merely been doing her job. She shook off the thoughts , as they approached her tiny apartment building.

"This is where you live" He says eyeing the building as Ryder puts the limo in park. She smiles kindly getting out.

"Yup , this is me" She looks up at the tiny building , it isn't much space but its only her and her cat so it isn't much of a inconvenience either. He follows her out walking her up the steps of her building.

"Again Mr.Ivory thank you so much, i'll be sure to review the questions you answered through email and as soon as the photos from the shoot clear you can send me your favorites"

"Ms.montego , you apologize and say thank you too much" He says bleakly causing her face to drop at his sudden bluntness.

"However i look forward to seeing you friday in Philadelphia at my estate" That causes her smile to return.

"I look forward to seeing you as well, 11am right?" She questioned unlocking the front door of the building.

"Yes you should be arriving by then but i won't be seeing you till later in the day" He said checking his gold cartier watch.

"I have to go , sweet dreams" He says firmly shaking her hand while looking directly into her eyes. Her legs began to shake as his gazed pierced through her soul. She glanced at him once again before entering her building and streaking. She rushed upstairs phoning Sarah instantly.

Thursday, April 14th , 12:15am

Malia laid awake staring at the ceiling unable to shake Mr.Harlens marvelous smile. His firm handshake or the fact that he said he'd be looking forward to seeing her again. She felt like a schoolgirl and that was dangerous territory for her. She needed to get her priorities straight. He was her first big special and she had no room to be being anymore unprofessional than she had already conducted herself. Her mind continued to race until the early hours of the morning before she finally drifted off into a slumber.