ALL I WANT IS YOU

Dawn stared at the clock on the wall worried about where Olivia might be right now, she didn't know if the plan had gone through.

Olivia had told her not to worry about it that she would talk to Stephan about it and get him to cancel the contract, she had agreed and given Olivia the card and the box containing the lingerie.

"Is she coming back today?" Blaire asked as Dawn and her sat in the dining eating dinner.

"I really don't know, I have called her twice but she didn't pick. Let me call her again." Dawn said reaching her phone on the table and dialing Olivia's number. She hoped she would pick, even if she wasn't coming back at least she wanted to know she was safe and that Stephan had not done anything to harm her.

She didn't trust Stephan.

"What is it?" She finally heard Olivia's voice.

"I wanted to check up on you," Dawn replied. She wanted to ask if she was coming home, but she knew Olivia would be mad at such a stupid question.

"Did anything happen at home?"

"No, nothing happened."

"Then later..."

"I wanted to know..." Dawn stared at Blaire who was busy eating her food, she didn't want her to know about what they were discussing. "Where you able to sort out the issue?"

"I am at his pent house right now, maybe if you stop calling me I will have time to sort it."

"I am..."

"You are what?" Olivia couldn't believe Stephan had stood her up, he could have just called her. It was already evening and she didn't know if she should go home or wait and now Dawn was calling her.

She wanted to go home but she didn't want Dawn to think she couldn't handle the situation, or that Stephan didn't favor her.

She had decided to stay back at the hotel, she wished she could get into the pent house but anytime she called Stephan it went to his voicemail.

She had even asked the bodyguard to let her in but they didn't even respond.

"I just want to be sure you are okay and that..."

"I am fine."

Olivia disconnected the call.

Dawn wasn't surprised it seemed she was still angry over the whole situation and she couldn't blame her. She blamed Stephan instead for the whole thing.

"Is she coming?" Blaire asked again.

"I don't think so."

"She sleeps out sometimes, but because you looked worried that's why I also got worried." Blaire explained.

Knock!

Knock! Knock!

"I think she is back." Blaire stood up heading for the door.

So quick? But she said she was at the pent house, or was she on the way already, was that why she was mad that Dawn had called her.

"I don't know any Mr Klar,"

Klar?

Dawn nearly choked on her food hearing that name, she dropped her spoon and rushed to the living room.

Was she hearing things.

She stared at Blaire who was talking to Roman.

"What is going on?"

"Roman said some Mr Klar is outside and demands to see you."

Demands?

Which of the Klar was outside? Was it Stephan or was it Matteo? But why here? How was she going to go about it? What if Olivia was on her way and sees them together? Won't she think otherwise? "Who does he want to see?"

"You Ma'am, he mentioned your name." Roman said.

"Alright, let him in." It was late already and she didn't trust that going out of the house to meet him was a good idea, this was her house and her territory. She could always just get a knife in the kitchen if he tries anything funny. "Okay ma," Roman nodded going outside.

"Should I make something for the guest?"

"No, he will not be long." Dawn said. "Go and finish your food."

"Alright," Blaire went back to the dinning as Roman entered with Stephan. He nodded at Dawn and left the both of them alone in the living room.

They both stared at themselves for some seconds, Dawn stared at his well tailored suit, she figured he was coming from work or a meeting, the fact that he was here now mean't that he hadn't gone home yet but had driven straight to her house.

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The last time Dawn had met him she had been frightened by the sight of him, and by the thought of what he would do to her but now she felt nothing. No fear or worries. Just total anger at the fact that Olivia was falling for this useless man. Stephan wasn't surprised she let him in, he stared at the pyjamas she had on. The usual baggy clothes. Was baggy clothes something she liked or she just found it to be comfortable.

He had wanted to go back to the penthouse but then on his way he remembered Olivia was still there. He decided to play the little game this sister's were trying to play.

It was obvious to him that Olivia didn't want Dawn to accept the contract and that Dawn had agreed to it.

"Lovely house."

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"I should be asking you that Dawn, you sent your sister to me."

"What are you talking about?"

"I don't do well with disobedience and I certainly didn't expect that from you."

"I don't care about what you expect from me, why are you here?"

"To discuss about our contract, since you refused to come to my penthouse to discuss it, I figured I come to you."

"The box you sent me didn't seem like you wanted to talk," Dawn replied. If he wanted to discuss about the contract, he could have just said so from the onset than sending her lingerie and telling her to meet him in his penthouse. "Did you like it?" He teased. He wondered if she worn it just to see how it looked.

Dawn couldn't believe this arrogant man, like what? If not that Olivia had insisted on handling it, she had plans of burning it and sending the ashes to him.

"It is late and I am sleepy, we can't discuss the contract tonight." She glared at him with folded arms.

"Very well," Stephan smiled. "I shall take my leave with the reassurance that you will come to my penthouse first thing tomorrow morning."

"Your office seems better,"

"Back in the warehouse, you didn't have quite a sharp tongue."

"Goodnight Mr Klar," she didn't have time for silly talks right now.

"Goodnight Miss Hemlocks," Stephan smiled and left her alone. He headed straight to his car and signalled the driver to take him to his penthouse.

"Yes Sir." The driver nodded.

Dawn watched him through the window making sure he was gone before she sighed deeply.

Thank goodness he was gone, now she could only hope no one would tell Olivia about his visit. She didn't want to upset Olivia by telling her that Stephan had come straight to her first, instead of the penthouse.

She wanted to call Blaire and warn her not to tell Olivia but that would only raise suspicious from Blaire's side. She concluded that as long as she didn't bring it up, Olivia won't know and there would be no cause to argue between both of them.

"Madam... Madam..."

Olivia yawned on the chair, cleaning her face. She stared at the bodyguard who was trying to wake her up.

"Yes... Yes..." She muttered wondering why this idiot had interrupted her little nap.

"Mr Klar would like to see you now."

"Really," she said excitedly as the little sleep in her eyes disappeared instantly. She stared at her wrist watch and realized it was daybreak.

Wow!

Had she slept overnight in the lobby.

She remembered speaking to Dawn last night.

She noticed two missed calls from Dawn and one from Sarah. She kept it in mind to call Sarah afterwards.

Was Stephan just coming? but she didn't see him come in or maybe she had been too sleepy to notice when he had entered, but when did he enter? Was it this morning or last night?

She was definitely going to ask him.

"Where is the bathroom?" She needed to clean up and brush her hair. Which looked quite a mess right now.

"Over there," the bodyguard replied pointing to the bathroom.

"Give me a minute," she said. She stood up and noticed the receptionist staring at her with a funny look. She probably had watched her sleep off on the chair, she didn't have time to talk to her, right now Stephan wanted to see her, which was quite important than some rude receptionist.

She rushed into the bathroom going straight to pee first, after she was done she came out and washed her hands and her face, as her make up were already looking terrible. No make up was better, than how her face looked right now. she brought out a comb in her bag and brushed her hair, styling it into a pony tail.

She used the tissue in the bathroom, to wipe her face clean then she reapplied lipstick.

She adjusted her cloth and looked at the mirror turning side by side to check that her breast and bum stood out very well.

When she felt satisfied with herself, she smiled.

She rushed out to meet the bodyguard, as the bodyguard directed her to the staircase.

Why staircase?

"What is wrong with the elevator?"

"Early morning maintenance, it only takes an hour."