He shook his head. "I don't think so. It's not the kind of project I like to do."
"Oh well, there will be someone somewhere who will be happy to do the project then." I leaned back on my chair and swung my feet on the table. I looked at my watch and saw that I still have an hour left before the meeting starts.
"I heard you confessed." Rodrigo smirked, looking at me amused.
"Actually I didn't, she found the necklace in the library."
Rodrigo eyes widened. "She didn't!"
"Oh, she did." I answered calmly.
"Why are you so calm about it?" He shouted. "Isn't she like mad right now?"
I chuckled at his reaction. "Well, I thought she would go batshit crazy and dramatic, but to my surprise she was so fucking casual about it."
"What?! You're kidding me."
"Nope." I said laughing. "She was understanding. If I knew she would react like that, I would have told her much earlier."
"I told you. She's a keeper. I wonder what you did to dese---," Rodrigo got interrupted when my office door opened again. I thought it was Meghan, but the person I saw there was the one I least expected.
Wasn't she suppose to be in Russia?
"Zoe?"
"Hey Marco, long time no see." Zoe smiled, as she made her way towards me. "What's your minion doing here?" She glared at Rodrigo, who on his turn let out a loud disapproving sound.
"What's the bitch doing here?" Rodrigo asked mockingly. "Aren't you supposed to be with your sugar daddy in Russia?"
"Rodrigo!" I warned and shifted my attention back to Zoe. "What brought you back here?"
"The meeting." She replied and sat on my desk, her back facing Rodrigo.
"Meeting?" I asked, scrunching my eyebrows.
"Yes. My boyfriend Omar has a meeting with you. He decided to bring me along." she clarified and smiled widely. "He's such a sweetheart."
I stared wide eyed at her. "What happened to the Russian?"
"Oh him? His wife found out." She replied casually. "Bytheway I heard you have a girlfriend. That's so unlike you."
"Well unlike you I'm tired of fucking random people. It's time I settle down."
Zoe laughed loudly. "You're kidding me right?"
I shook my head and I heard Rodrigo snicker from behind her. "Nope, I'm not joking."
Zoe abruptly stopped laughing and her face turned sour. "Who's she?"
"Her name is Jillian." Rodrigo answered smugly.
The look on Zoe's face when Rodrigo said Jillian's name had me dying. She looked like she was about to explode. I could see the redness of her face through the thick layer of foundation she had on.
"You are with that bitch?!" She screeched and jumped off my desk. "I can't believe you did that to me!"
The moment she called Jillian a bitch, my whole body started to became rigid. No one is calling my pudding names, especially not females. I immediately stood up and angrily pressed my finger against her chest.
"One more bad word about my girlfriend and the deal with your so called boyfriend will be off." I hissed furiously as I stared her right in her eyes. I can't believe I had called her my best friend once.
Zoe's eyes widened and she started to panick. "No, leave him alone !"
I smirked contentedly. "Now, get the hell out of my office. Your presence is not wanted here."
She immediately turned around and walked out of my office, but before she closed the door behind her she looked back at me. There was no anger visible in her eyes, instead it was replaced with sadness. The sad look on her face had me worried for a split second, but it was replaced with anger the next minute. She called Jillian names and no one calls my pudding names in front of me without knowing the consequences.
"I remember when we used to be best friends. Sometimes I wished that we didn't had to become fuck buddies. But that's just the closest I could get to you. Seeing you with others...I acted like it wasn't a big deal, when really it was breaking my heart. But, I wish you all the best with that...that thing." Zoe took a deep breath and closed the door , leaving me and Rodrigo astonished behind.
Jillian Malik P.O.V
"No, that tree is huge ! Do you really want that big of a christmas tree?" I eyed the humongous christmas tree that Marco was planning to buy. No scratch that, he already got his credit card out. He looked at me and grinned. "The bigger, the better pudding. You know it."
I rolled my eyes and shook my head. He said the same thing about the turkey, the presents, and the chandelier for the dining room. This year we decided we would organize the family christmas dinner and so far it went pretty great, except for the fact that Marco only want to purchase stuff that are way too big and expensive. I don't mind, he has the money, but he could donate that to charity or the soup kitchen. I think I should bring that up tonight, at least the money will go towards a good cause.
The past five months were a bliss and it almost seemed so surreal. I still can't believe our relationship is actually working and that Marco totally changed from womanizer to amazing boyfriend. Of course we had our occasional couple fights -the biggest one was the one about Zoe-, but that only made our relationship stronger. He had a hard time with the whole communication thing, because if it wasn't of Rodrigo Marco wouldn't have told me about Zoe showing up in his office. Luckily he learned from his past mistakes and that the only way this relationship will work is when he communicate with me so there wouldn't be any misunderstandings between us.
Reina and I didn't live together anymore. Last month we sold the apartment to a newly-wed couple. Reina moved in with Luca in his condo in New York, but currently she's in Italy. The house in Italy needed to be cleaned and ready for when they will move in. And that will be after Christmas. They wanted to spend Christmas in the states, with us.
"Do we need to buy groceries?" Marco asked as we walked back to the car. I tightened my shawl around my neck and rubbed my hands together. My ears were frozen, because I wasn't wearing my earwarmers. I gave the huge christmas tree one last glance, before it was loaded on the truck. It will be delivered in the evening at the mansion.
"No, we're having the catering remember?" I reminded him about the dinner of tomorrow night. I decided to hire a catering for the dinner tomorrow, because my cooking skills aren't that great yet.