Seducing the Snob

He peered from the window while he had his headset on from the video call. He watched Lesley and Charlotte laughing over something wearing their robes. Lesley removed hers first but he was waiting for his dear Charlotte.

"It's not good to peek at the girls," Jace said and closed the curtains.

"We should swim too after my meeting." He said as he went back to his seat he turned on the tablet and connected it to the camera on the pool. She wasn't removing her robe. Instead, she soaked her feet in the pool as they laughed over something. He frowned as he turned it off and focused on the one-hour meeting. He's eager to finish it and he gives commands to his secretary in the US. Then, he finally stood and called out to Jace who was probably preparing to sleep.

They went to the pool where the girls were enjoying the water and drinking some cocktails.

"Didn't I say that it's off-limits?" Lesley scowled at them as Jace shrugged and he sat by the pool close to the food as he took Lesley's cocktail and sipped on it.

"We also want fun," Donovan said as he removed his shirt he jumped on the pool and swam close to Charlotte. He scooped her waist and kissed her cheeks. Charlotte was already annoyed. He smirked with his body pressed to hers.

"Please, let me go."

"No." He kissed her cheeks.

"Donovan! Come on! We are just having fun. We don't need you guys here!" Lesley took the floating inflatable hammer and hit Donovan with it. He grabbed it and threw it away. "Jace!" She turned to him.

"I was almost asleep~~but what can I say?"

"Jace!" She shouted at him as Charlotte tried to push Donovan away. She felt uncomfortable.

"Hey, it's just me. Your handsome boyfriend." He whispered. He understood that she had that trauma from the man who harassed her in her office but he wanted her to forget it. It seems it wasn't that easy. He let her go as she moved away fast, almost terrified. He brushed his fingers through his hair as he signed the Butler he hired who knows how to make beverages. Shortly, he came with a nice martini as he pushed himself up and sat next to Jace in a one-meter space.

"Don't force yourself too much on her," Jace mumbled to Donovan as he took the glass of martini that the Butler prepared. "Look how scared she was."

"Yeah, I noticed." Donovan was pissed. He wanted Charlotte to be bold and seductive toward him.

Charlotte and Lesley left the pool, leaving the boys and ignoring them. Upon going upstairs, Charlotte finally asked her.

"Can I leave tomorrow?"

"I~~Both of us were stuck in here," Lesley said. "I heard my brother mention that they won't let you out. Until your sick leave is over."

"I'm a prisoner." She said.

"I'm sorry. My brother is getting attached to you. Or more like getting a little possessive." Lesley smiled. "If ever he hurts you, just tell me. I know my brother is a good man. He's just territorial. He can be pushy." She shrugged. "Why won't you try and learn to know him? It won't hurt knowing him, right?" She stared at Charlotte's expression and waited for her.

She had thought for a second. Charlotte doesn't want to assume that Donovan wanted him because he wanted to love her. Because a man like Donovan won't go for a woman like her. She doesn't even look good.

"I'm gonna have a bath now. Good night."

"Okay, good night." Lesley sighed.

She finally put on another fluffy pair of pajamas and she turned on the television and waited for her hair to dry. She stared at the camera and reached it. She then checked the videos and it was her and him kissing. Her eyes widened upon seeing her in a slutty negligee and Donovan was holding her firmly and kissing every part of her. She moved it fast forward and she was crazy!

"Oh, shit." Charlotte's eyes swelled. It was hard to have these two personalities in her. She stopped watching it as she threw it away. She doesn't care if it crashes somewhere. She wiped her tears and a knock on the door interrupted her. It opens as Donovan enters.

"I will come in now."

She looked away and just stared at the television. Donovan eyed the broken camera on the floor.

"I'm sorry, darling. But it can't be undone." He said as he picked it up and took the SD card from it. He placed it over the table as he approached her and caressed his knuckles to her cheeks.

"I want to leave now."

"I'm sorry, but no." He sat beside her. "Hey, how about a date tomorrow?"

"No. I'd rather sleep." She moved away.

"Alright, let's sleep."

She glared at him.

"Donovan, that's not funny."

"Right," He reached for her hand and kissed it. "Good night." He left the room and once she was all alone, she finally lay down and hugged the pillows while watching the television until she fell asleep.

Donovan on the other hand couldn't sleep. He worked his ass off for two hours and he finally sneaked into Charlotte's room. He sat on the sofa facing the bed as he watched her sleep. With a big thought lingering in his head, about her personality. Interesting that she hates him. But he will make her fall in love with him. He stood and turned off the television after watching her for a while, she woke up and threw a pillow on him.

"Oh, shit!" She grumbled. "Sorry. Why are you here?" She asked.

"To watch you sleep since you hate me." He said straightforwardly. "I can't sleep unless I am with you. And I have a long work day tomorrow."

She rubbed her eyes and pointed to the other side. She put pillows in the middle.

"Just don't touch me and don't snore."

He didn't show much expression as he picked up the pillow and lay there on the other side. He smirked and had a smug on at the back of his head as he turned to her, staring at her back. She left the bed and went to the bathroom, shortly she came back and lay on her side.

"Charlotte," He called.

"Hmm?"

"Let's talk."

She turned to him and stared at his face.

"I had spoken to Doctor Blanche. You need to have weekly sessions with him. I think he already mentioned it to you."

"Yes," She sighed. "You know that I can't~~accept any more of your kindness. I don't plan to use you. So~~don't force yourself on me."

"I know." He sighed as he lay flat and stared at the ceiling. "We both had mental problems, but accept this one. Doctor Blanche is the best doctor in this country."

"Alright," She lay on her back and stared at the ceiling as well.

"Come here every time. I have to lock Lesley until we get those assholes who kidnapped her. The big boss of that syndicate hasn't been captured yet."

"I was curious why they took me." Charlotte laughed.

"To add to their collection. You know, they just passed by a vulnerable girl, who just got off from work, and was tired."

"You are right." She sniffled. "Well, I'm somehow glad that I have that other personality that can kill."

"Do you have an idea how they were created?" He asked. "It's quite fascinating that they can be with you for a longer period."

Charlotte was silent. Donovan wasn't a chatty person but she was surprised that they were chatting like this in bed. She usually couldn't sleep well with a person inside the room or someone with her. But a while ago, she had slept well with Donovan. Maybe his presence was kind of protective of her. Never did she feel protected for years.

"You saved me, Charlotte. I could say that I am quite glad that you had those personalities."

"What?"

"Two years ago. I was the man who was beaten up into a pulp by the Drug Lord's minions. He was a big boss of a syndicate and I was the heir of this family. We deal with people like them and our family was the head of this organization of billionaires and somewhat behind the politics. You were there, following them."

"I don't remember."

"Yes, you don't. Because it was Autumn who did."

Charlotte was silent again. She turned sideways as she stared blankly at the nightstand away from him.

"Well, glad that you are alive though." She mumbled.

Donovan turned his head to her. Suddenly, she felt so far away. He thought that he was near reaching her.

"However, I want you to know that Autumn is simply a fantasy." She mumbled again. He got up a little and leaned his head on his hand where his elbow was propped over the pillows.

"Fantasy? You should mention that to Doctor Blanche."

"Why is that doctor young?" She suddenly asked.

"He is a prodigy." He stared at her back and was about to reach her but he stopped himself. He thought of that man who harassed her. He thought about how she shuddered. He held himself back thinking that Charlotte might think of him as a pervert. And Richard is right, he shouldn't force himself on Charlotte who had a lot of trauma in life.