The Charm of the Director

Late Night

"Don't talk nonsense to my bride-to-be, Lana." Dean said as he walked into the room. He seems to have been wearing the tuxedo that Lana prepared. Dean turned to Jessy and looked at her.

"I tell you the truth, Lee.."so Lana was upset. "That's the truth if you've never had a boyfriend. You can't even be romantic."

"Stop. You made me. " said Dean, turning his back on Jessy. He whispered. "Shame on you.."

Jessy tilted her head. "I heard it." he said.

Lana smile. Then he held Jessy's hand. "Have you ever had a boyfriend?"

Dean looked over quickly to find out the answer. He looked at Jessy sharply.

Jessy blushed in shame. "I'm ashamed to say it. But I proudly say I once had a lover. He's the most handsome man in the city I live in."

Lana is shocked and can't bear to tease Dean. "Then what happens until your relationship ends?" ask Lana excitedly.

"Enough Lana. I pay you to do your job as our clothing designer. Not as the one who heard all the bullshit from this kid." exclaimed Dean annoyed.

"This kid?What the hell are you saying? I am a twenty-year-old girl, but I am an adult. I have my own identity. Not because you feel rivaled because I first had a lover, so you say that." Jessy said furiously. "You don't have a lover, but your connection and popularity can make you free to choose anyone. Even to take them to bed."

"I didn't ask for it. They offered themselves." replied Dean.

Lana saw the two quarrel. "It seems I was wrong. Dean, you get out first. I'm preparing Jessy."

Dean looked at Lana who was staring at him with a pincher. "Alright." he said as he walked out.

"I'm not sure how I can live with a human like that." Jessy said.

Suddenly Anastasia came in. "What's wrong with Dean?"

"The two of them, Ana. Only they can solve it." replied Lana.

Anastasia scratched her forehead. If Dean and Jessy keep fighting, what if they're married?

...***...

Dean and Jessy were in the same car when they got home from Lana's boutique. Anastasia left when they changed clothes.

"Dean... Before we get married, may I ask you something?" jessy asked trying to melt the atmosphere between the two.

Dean looked. "What's that?"

Jessy bit her lip. "I.. If you'll let me.." he said restrained.

"Shall we go to the hotel to do it?" dean Goda.

Jessy shook her head quickly. "No. Don't think dirty. I want to go to my mini apartment. Can you accompany me for a minute? I have to bring some equipment that's still left there."

Dean smiles. "alright. You want to do it in your mini apartment?"

"I'm lazy to talk to you." said Jessy annoyed.

Jessy's apartment is far from town. It was not the apartment he used to see in the city. But, like a shabby apartment. He glanced at Jessy. "Is this really your apartment?"

"Yes, I rented it pretty cheap" Jessy replied. He then saw that some people were carrying cameras. He looked at Dean in panic.

"Dean.." he said.

"I knew. They're just a piece of trash who wants to take your picture for sale."

"Why?" ask Jessy.

"Because I've asked for all the news to lower your face. You don't have to be afraid anymore." replied Dean calmly.

"I don't want to go down if they're still there" Jessy said.

When the car stopped in front of the basement, Dean got off first. He walked to Jessy's door and opened it. He looked down and whispered. "You can lower your face when you walk inside."

Jessy started getting out of the car and stood up. Dean immediately hugged her shoulders and lowered Jessy's head on her chest. He could feel the calls of the people there. Jessy closed her eyes and unconsciously climbed the stairs. He raised his face. "Oh, we're almost there. There are five more stairs" he said.

"What's the truth, this building doesn't have an elevator?" dean asked a little angry.

Jessy smiled mischievously. "Destroyed and unrepairable by its owner."

Jessy opened the door to her apartment. When he was about to enter, Dean entered first. He immediately laid his body on his bed.

"This is the bed you've been sleeping in, isn't it?"

"Why did you sleep there? Awake up!"

Dean got up and sat on the side of the bed. He looks around. "Your apartment is so small. How the hell did you do that? Sleeping, eating and bathing in this small room?"

"Whatever I get, I'm grateful" Jessy replied. He started to pull out his little bag. He put in the clothes he had to carry. He also put it in.

Dean fell silent as he watched Jessy do the activity. He lay back down. The sound of goods being ejected, stored and even slammed. That made Dean close his eyes. He feels calm.

"Others I have to bring?" ask Jessy confused. Then he walked to the small table in the corner of the room. He took out a silver box from the drawer. Things he always carried when he was a child. When all was done, he kept it in front of the door. He's approaching Dean. He watched Dean fall asleep.

"Dean.." call Jessy. There was no movement from Dean. He stared at that handsome face for quite a while. Dean's charm is incredible. Naturally, many women are crazy about their good looks.

"Just look at me like that." replied Dean without opening his eyes. Jessy was nervous. He retreated, but his arm could be pulled by Dean easily.

Jessy screamed until her body was above Dean. Both Dean's hands were wrapped around Jessy's body. "Tonight we sleep here. I'm lazy to go home." whispered.

Jessy tries to hold her head back from getting close to Dean. "Take me off. It's not in our agreement."

Dean smiles. She turned Jessy's body to her side. She hugged Jessy from behind. Then Dean keeps his face on Jessy's boat. "You have a distinctive fragrance. L like it. This is not seduction. I can't seduce. I'm just telling you the truth."

"You have to pay me more because you play physically with me" Jessy said.

"I'll pay more" replied Dean with his eyes closed. He hugs Jessy even more. He feels comfortable. All this time he was close to any woman without feeling comfortable. But with Jessy, he felt comfortable even if he did nothing. He thought about it repeatedly. Jessy can change her attitude slowly. Jessy's attitude towards her parents made her shake her head. He could be that close when he just knew him. "Jessy.." call her. But now he did not feel the movement of women in his arms. He opened his eyes and saw Jessy's face. He was asleep when they were talking just a few minutes ago. Dean smiled and lifted a part of his body. He landed a light peck on Jessy's forehead. "Good sleep, Jessy.."