His Contractual Mistress Chapter 66 - His Not Secret Affair

Chapter 66 - His Not Secret Affair

Hailey walks toward the sliding door and unlocks it. Her mouth dropped open, and her eyes widened, seeing Vince wrapped only with a bath towel around his waist and water is dripping from his wet hair traveling to his broad chest and down to his...

'What am I doing?' Hailey shook her head and lowered her gaze to the floor. She is about to get out of the closet; Vince placed his hand on her shoulder to stop her.

"Just stay inside."

"I'm done already! You can have the closet for yourself!" She laughs nervously; Hailey resus her steps to pass Vince. However, Vince blocked her way. She asked him, "Do you need anything?"

"I have sothing to talk to you about," Vince answered with his serious tone.

This ti, she looks at Vince's eyes. She began wondering if there is sothing that happens that he is now wearing a poker face.

"Sure! We can talk in the living room!" Hailey smiles awkwardly; she attempts to pass him again.

"Are you avoiding ?" Vince asked Hailey, as her actions are apparent to him.

"Why do I do that?" Hailey denied it, concealing the sudden embarrassnt she felt at the mont. But Vince's assumption is accurate. The truth was that she wants to avoid being in the sa room with him because she was still in a daze with the kiss they shared this morning!

With what she said, Vince pushes a smile in the corner of his mouth. The way Hailey rolled her eyes everywhere is to dodge his gaze that only made her too obvious.

"Is this about the kiss you gave ?" he uttered afterward.

Hailey looks at Vince with amazent. 'Wow! He's cocky now?'

"What are you saying? I don't rember anything!" Another denial from her.

"I did show you what you did last night. Should I remind you once again?" Upon saying it, Vince contorted a smirk on his face as he stepped inside the walk-in closet.

"No! That's not needed..." Hailey held her breath when Vince closed the sliding door behind him; wild thoughts began running on top of her head.

It doesn't feel necessary to lock themselves inside the closet when the suites are enormously spacious for the two of them for a talk. And so, Hailey was confused.

She turned around and walked toward the dresser. "So, what do you want to talk about with ?"

To avoid looking at Vince, Hailey picked up a mauve lipstick and painted her lips. Honestly, her chest was pounding crazily. And one thing she prayed?

It is for Vince to put on so clothes and leave the closet! In that way, she won't have a hard ti moving her gaze around, not to drool on his muscular body.

'Wait, a minute...' Hailey recalled how flat and perfect body Vince has until now, and there is no trace of extra fat in every inch of his eight packs. 'He was only teasing the other night, is it?'

She could not believe that Vince got her good and she didn't realize it until now! 'This guy!'

Hailey takes a peek at the mirror. She blushes as she could see Vince's almost naked body putting on his pants at the mont.

'Behaves, Hailey Hillson Davies!' She inhaled and breathed out in silence. She mused, 'Is he torturing ?'

On the contrary, it also intrigued her about one thing. What did Vince feel upon seeing her almost nude body?

Indeed, she is curious if Vince finds her sexually attractive.

'Oh, my god! What am I thinking!?' These thoughts are not helpful at all!

Hailey gasped when Vince stood behind her. Suddenly, her neck stiffens, staring at him through their reflection in the mirror. 'What is he doing?'

Vince picks up the brush and combs her hair. He complinted, "I like your hair."

Hailey suppresses herself to raise a brow when Vince was peering at her green-hazel eyes.

'Is he has a hair fetish? And why hasn't he worn any shirt yet!?' She wants to complain. But of course, she has no courage at all.

"What do you want to talk about with ?" she asked Vince when he still had not begun opening up the stuff he wanted to discuss with her.

Vince was about to open his mouth, but the suite doorbell rings.

"That must be our breakfast," Vince guessed; he grabs a plain white t-shirt before he steps out from the closet.

Hailey listens to faint voices from the living room. She listens and hears when Vince is thanking the room steward, and a door shuts. Just then, she gets out of the bedroom.

"Let's talk over breakfast, though it's kind of late already."

"Okay." She's also hungry and the ti is past ten o'clock. Hailey sat at the dinner chair Vince pulled for her. "Thank you."

Vince nodded. He walked around the table and sat at the opposite chair from Hailey.

Facing each other, they move in unison. Hailey poured coffee on Vince's mug, and Vince placed food on her plate, and both thanked each other.

Realizing what is happening, both Vince and Hailey laughed. And because of it, the mood suddenly changes.

They were in the middle of their al; Vince opens up the matter he wanted to discuss with Hailey.

He reaches for his phone from his pants pocket. After a few browses, he places the gadget in front of Hailey.

She put down her fork, picked up the phone, and began reading the article. The photos inserted were about last night, and just over an hour ago took the last image.

"Wow. These paparazzi are so fast," she comnted sarcastically. Hailey lifted her head. She is trying to read what is on Vince's mind.

"I called my PR to negotiate the site. But they are asking a million for each photo," he told Hailey.

"That absurd!" It shocked her. She fud, "They should pay you for releasing photos without your approval!"

It pissed her that these people don't give other people so privacy. If she and Vince are a real couple, she believes that the dia should not have posted their photo kissing inside their resort suite.

However, this entertainnt website is not only trying to lash out at Vince but also to milk money. They are more likely blackmailing Vince because they knew that he would protect his not-secret-affair.

"They are bolder now, yes. That is why I want to ask your decision."

She keenly stared Vince in the eyes. She sees that he was a little bothered, at the sa ti, a bit of spark in his eyes. In ans, Vince has complex feelings about the article.

He wanted to keep the pictures, but it concerns him on the one hand.

Hailey takes a long mont of silence as she ponders the matter. She lowered her head and looked at the images once again.

The first photo is the ti when she and Vince were dancing. And the second photo is when they were at the table chatting with the others, while the next photo is of her and Vince drinking at the bar area.

Hailey remained her eyes on the third photo. She could not rember the scene. But it looks like she's already drunk in the picture.

'Gosh! I won't drink this much again!'

In the picture, she clings to Vince, and his arm is around her waist, and their faces are too close. They were almost kissing while talking!

Also, she had a big smile on her face. But what captivated her from the photo is the way Vince looked at her. It was tender and sweet, like a man who is in love.

'But that's impossible! She witnesses how Vince is a natural actor.' Hailey convinces herself to believe it. 'Rember, Hailey. Vince is in love with soone. Stop dreaming!'

"So?"

She was back in reality upon hearing Vince's query. She gives back his phone and stares him in the eyes.

"You don't need to settle with them with money. What those dia must receive is sothing fatal. How about suing them?" she suggested.

"I am ready to pay them to take down those pictures. However, they will be even bolder next ti. I called my PR and lawyers for a discussion after a quick eting with the executives regarding our projects outside tro City. Would you not mind if we drop by the office before we headed ho?"

"Sure! No problem!" Hailey nodded. Vince is too busy in the company and what she did last night is not proper! She should stop drinking when Vince said that they have to go ho. She bet that Vince moves the ti of his etings today because of her. "I'm sorry."

Vince curled his forehead, staring at her with confusion. "About what? I should be the one to apologize. I didn't watch the dia closely."

"That's not it. It's about your work. It's my fault that you got drunk and woke up late today."

Hearing her explanation, Vince tore a giant smile across his face. "Do you want to know what's on my mind?"

Hailey nodded. She anticipates what Vince will say to her. But then, Vince says nothing but remains to stare at her for a mont.

She froze when Vince sat up from his chair and strides toward her, placing one arm on the headrest of her chair and one hand on her chin.

"Last night? Is the best night of my life," Vince stated as he lowered his head to claim her mouth.

Once again, they kissed!

And she would be honest now. She avoids being kissed by Vince earlier today because she was reek with alcohol, and she hasn't brushed her teeth yet.

But at this mont, Hailey warmly welcos Vince's mouth, who is kissing her affectionately. After the long kiss, both are gasping for air when their mouths parted.

Vince strokes Hailey's jawline; he uttered this, "What happens last night... I would never trade it with any wealth in this world."

One more ti, Vince kisses Hailey passionately. And his speech lted her heart; delights crept toward her chest.

After they finished their breakfast, they imdiately prepared to leave. Vince and Hailey, hand in hand walking the hallway.

And this ti, there is a difference... they acted more like a real couple; their eyes have more sparks, and the smile never disappears from their faces.

The mont Vince and Hailey appeared in the lobby, every pair of eyes lounging in that place was curiously staring at them. Everyone saw the article from this morning, and their presence in the resort is why they all gathered here.

And despite that bad-mouthing article, they saw how lovey-dovey and happy the couple were, passing at them with Holding-Hands-While-Walking.

But then, everyone held their breath. A more exciting scene is about to begin.

Watching the older couple arrive at the Entrance Door, Vince and Hailey halted. Before he greeted the couple, he glanced at Hailey to convey a aningful look, like telling her 'everything is alright', and then he fixed his gaze on his parents.

"Dad, mom..."