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Great.

 ~ Willow Carter ~ 18 ~ 5'2 ~ 
 FaceClaim: Jhene Aiko 

Name: Dean Ryder
Age: 26
Height: 6'2
Appearance:

Do you want to start us off? ~ O R ~ Do you want me to??

Either way. Which would you prefer?

Idrc, I guess I can start.

Willow walked through the house. She had been out riding on her house through the fields almost all day, she felt free and relaxed when she was riding but that feeling left her body and the feeling of something being wrong hit her. That's when she rushed back home. She couldn't find her father, it was only one more room that she had to check before she started getting upset. As she walked her heels clicked on the marble floor. She pushed opened the double doors to his study and he wasn't there. "This is great." she said out loud as she ran her hand through her shoulder black length hair. She sighed and rolled her eyes, she loved her father. "Honey, what is wrong?" her mother came downstairs, Willow glanced over at her mother and sighed once again. "Dad isn't here." she said, and with that one sentence, her mother understood her daughter's annoyance. The two waited for Pete to get home. They both hoped that he wasn't doing what they thought he was doing.

"That man has been here since the afternoon, Ryder. He has much debt since he's been coming here almost every other day or so. And we have yet to see a cent of our money back with interest of course." Jax said to Dean Ryder. Dean looked at the man and nodded. "I think I remember this guy. He's been in my debt before. Pretty family he has." Dean said. He cocked his head seeing the man, Pete, was his name, on a losing streak. He shook his head. "Go. Tell him I want my money. He has a week before I come to him personally." He said to Jax. Jax nodded and went to where the man was sitting.

Pete was at the neighborhoods casinos, it was the only place that he actually went when he wasn't with his family. He was in the middle of a game when Jax came to him, telling him what his boss said. Pete glanced back and saw the name everyone knew, Dean Ryder but Pete still didn't care. The man sighed and rolled his eyes. "Yeah.. sure." he said as he waved his hand to Jax as he went back to the game. "I have 200k" he said as he pushed some chips into the middle of the table, money that he knew that he didn't have. He glanced down at his phone, it was a text from his daughter telling him to come home. "Fuck." he said, he looked up at the table and he waited until it was sure that he was going to lose before he got up and started walking out of the casino. He needed to get home before he got into any more trouble with his wife and of course with his little girl. He knew how much it hurt her to see her old man like this put it was something he couldn't help it.

The next week went by fast for Dean. He had been busy with his own businesses. Dean had two businesses that earned him quite a lot of money. He was a entrepreneur for the most part. He had his hands in plenty of pies including some shady ones. He was also the most notorious crime boss who people could turn to for loans at his own casinos. He was sitting in his big office when Jax came in. "I have a guy who has yet to pay and you had said last week to threaten him with a visit from you if he didn't pay within the week. A Pete Carter. He hasn't come in and paid his debt." Dean glanced up and nodded. "Fine. I'll deal with it. Send me his address." He said getting up from his seat and pulling on his suit jacket. He grabbed his keys and headed for the valet.
A while later and he stood in front of the Carter's house. It was quaint and incredibly small compared to his own place. Dean lived in a mansion just outside of the town. He knocked on the door and waited for someone to answer.

Willow was hapoy that her father hadn't been to the casino for a whole week. She didn't think that her father had been threaten by Dean. Her mother was out getting some food for dinner when someone knocked on the door. Pete was in his study. "See who that is honey." He said, Willow nodded mainly to herself. "We have doorbell you know." She said as she opened the door but once she saw who it was she wished she could take it back. "Umm.. dad." She said slightly nervous but at the same time she tried to understand why Dean Ryder was standing in front of her. Willow stepped back when her father came to the door. He saw Dean and sighed, he glanced back Willow with a smile. Which she knew was clearly fake. "Me and Mr. Ryder.. have to talk, go upstairs until your mother gets home." He said, Willow opened her mouth to speak but her father shook his head before she could speak. She sighed in annoyance and went upstairs to her room. "What do you want?" Pete asked once her hears his daughter's bedroom door close.

Dean heard footfalls on the other side of the door and looked down at the woman who opened the door. She was gorgeous and he was right away drawn to her. Especially since she scolded him for not using the door bell. He smirked. She obviously knew who he was. He wasn't surprised. Almost everyone knew who he was. He was constantly in magazines or on the news. But he also was well known by word of mouth, that he was dangerous. He cleared his throat. "Mind inviting me in, sweetheart?" He asked. He saw Pete Carter come out and leveled his gaze at the man. He was still outside and he shook his head. "We do need to talk, Pete. You owe me a substantial amount of money. And my guy warned you that if it wasn't paid by this week I would be visiting you. Now, I did come to put the fear of God in you but I might be willing to make a deal." He said walking right into the home. He glanced in each room until he came to the study and walked in. He took the seat behind the desk and motioned for Pete to sit down. "Now, you owe me well over a million dollors, Pete, plus interest. But I might be willing to forgive all of the debts for something you can give me." He said leaning back in the chair with a smirk.

Pete closed the door once Dean walked passed him. His daughter was home, he had to be careful with his words. He didn't need her to hear or even see. Pete walked into his own study and saw Dean sitting in his car. Pete sat like Dean asked. He frowned at the man words. ".. what do you want anything." He said not thing that when Dean something he meant something that was worth more than any money in the world.

Dean smirked. "Anything huh?" He glanced at the picture on tge desk of the other man's family. "How about your daughter? Willow was it?" He asked. He held up a hand. "Now I should remind you that your daughter is upstairs. And she could most likely hear us if you start shouting. Now, the only thing you have that I want is her. So, either you give me Willow or you go to prison or some other far off place to work off your debt." He said as he stood up and walked towards the door. "You have a day to inform me of your decision." He said and then promptly left.

Pete sat in the chair even after Dean was gone. He couldn't wrap his head around it. Willow never listened to her father, so once she heard the front door open in close. She rushed out of her room and ran down the stairs. "Dad?!" she called out once her feet were on the last step. He didn't answer which worried her but she saw him when she entered into his study. She rested her hand on his shoulder. He looked up at her and sighed giving her a fake smile. But, this time she wasn't about to act like it was real. She shook her head and sat in the chair beside him. "What's wrong?" she asked, when her father sighed and started actually telling her the whole situation. She thought it would end with her father to handing over any money that he had but then he told her Dean's deal. It made her sick to her stomach but her father- hell her mother, they both was so important to her. Her father didn't have to ask. She sighed and raised her hand slightly to tell her father to stop talking. "Excuse me.. But, its fine dad. I will do it... For you and ma. But, you have to stop these please." she said as she reached over to grab his hand. Tears started running down his face. "It's fine.. We still have a whole to spend together." she said with a shrug. Pete smiled and nodded, his little girl was so strong, stronger than he could ever be. When Hazel Willow's mother came home they filled her in and of course like any mother would she wasn't to happy with the whole deal but she trusted her daughter and that out weighted her personal feelings.

Dean left the Carter's house with a smirk. He got in his famcy car and immediately called Jax. Jax was his right hand man, he did everything for Dean. Jax was the head of his security as well for everything. "Jax, get me everything you have of Willow Carter and then get me a professional stylists number for me." He said and then hung up. In a couple of minutes he had an entire file on Willow Carter. He knew everything there was to know about her including her clothing size. When he got the number for the stylist he gave her Willow's size. "I'm going to need everything from pajamas to sporting clothing to formal dresses." He told the lady with a nod. He gave her his name and his address. He then called his housekeeper and had her make up a room for Willow and informed her of the clothes that were coming. He had a strong feeling that she was coming home with him.

Through the week Willow and her family spent more time together than they had in years. Willow loved it, her father actually rode on a horse with her in the fields in the back of their house. She couldn't get here mother onto one but having her father ride was enough to have for her. Every day she weird about leaving her home and living with Dean he was a monster, she knew she wasn't going to love it at all but she had to for her father and mother. They were all she had so why wouldn't she protect them. But, she hidden her fear from her family, making it seem like she wasn't weird that she knew that Dean was going to treat her right. But who knew why he even wanted her in the first place. He knew nothing about her.

Their time was up Willow brushed her short hair as she looked at herself in the mirror her mother picked out the outfit she was going to wear. "Ma, stop I already know what I am going to wear." she said, her mother picked up the dress that Willow put on her bed. "This?... What would he think of this?..." she asked, Willow shrugged her shoulders. "I don't care.. I am not his just because I will be living with him, so I don't have to wear anything for him. I like the dress, so I am going to wear it." Willow said without looking back at her mother. "Fine, honey." she said, she walked up behind her daughter and kissed her head before walking out of Willow's room. Willow sighed and glanced over at the door, she closed it and started getting dress.

(view spoiler)[ (hide spoiler)] Once Willow was dress in her red dress, she put on some gold ear rings. Willow grabbed a bag of some of her things not all but just some. She walked out of her room when she heard someone at the door. Her heart started to race as she watched her father open the front door.

Dean had gotten a call from Pete Carter twlling him Willow would in fact be coming with him. He had planned on having Willow come with him to the house that very next day but he could hear a woman crying. He rolled his eyes and gave them one week. Dean got everything ready for Willow in the house in that time. But he was almost always at work busy so the week went by fast. He glanced at the time. It was about the time qhen he was supposed to pick up Willow. He buzzed down to Jax. "I'm leaving now. I need to pick up miss Carter. Js everything good at the Escala mansion?" He asked. Jac answered in the affirmative and then Dean was on hie way.

Dean drove to the Carter house and when he arrived he parked in the driveway. He got out and waved with a smirk to one of their neighbors. The neighbor seemed shocked to see him. He ignored the woman and knocked on the door. He heard feet on the other side of the door and then Pete opened the door. He walked inside without an invitation. "Pete, is she ready?" He asked.

Willow saw Dean walk into the house she heard his question and sighed. "Yes, I am ready." she answered before her father could. Willow walked down the stairs with her bag, her mother hugged her and kissed her cheek. She didn't dear look at the man who was taking her daughter away from her. "I love you." she whispered, Willow smiled and nodded. She glanced over at her father, he had tears in his eyes and she could feel that she couldn't handle another hug or another I love you from either one of her parents. So she just walked up at Dean, she looked at him up and down but said nothing. She walked out of the house that she grew up in. She opened the trunk of the car and put her bag inside before closing. She out into the passenger seat and waited for Dean. Hazel whipped her tears from her cheeks. "Please, don't... don't hurt her." she said as she glanced up at Dean.

Dean glanced at Willow and nodded. He waited for her. He noticed the tears on both the girls parent's faces. He raised an eyebrow. He knew it would be hard for the mother but the father? He had a feeling that Pete didn't care. But perhaps he had been wrong. He shrugged. He watched Willow and when she went out to the car on her own he smirked. He unlocked the car and popped the trunk for her. Once she was seated in the passenger seat he moved to the front door once again but stopped when he heard Hazel Carter's voice. He glanced at her. "I won't." He said gruffly. He nodded his head to both of them. "Your debts are forgiven, Pete." He said and then walked out the door. He walked to his car and got in the front seat. He pulled out of the driveway and drove off. "Are you hungry, Willow?" He asked her.

Willow stayed looking out the window when Dean got in. She watched as her house got farther away. "No.." she said without looking at him. The deal was for too live with him, she didn't have to like or even talk to the man not seeing the point. She could take care of herself. She didn't need her father to take care of her obviously, which meant she didn't need Dean either. "You don't have to worry about me, I won't be in your way and I bother you for anything I may need." she said as she looked out the window still.

Dean raised an eyebrow at her response. She was definitely sassy. He smirkes. "Well I am hungry so if you want anything now would be the time to speak up." He told her. He was intrigued by this woman. He knew she was young. Much younger than him. She was only eighteen and he was twenty-six who had seen much bullshit in his life. He had a feeling that while this girl had seen much shit, with a father like Pete Carter he had no doubt she had. And yet, she didn't seem to be a cruel person like Dean was but rather she was, good. And Dean wanted to know more and come to know her. He wasn't exactly sure what made him make that deal with Pete for his daughter, he had surprised even himself. But now that he had Willow he wasn't sure what to do with her. Yet, now, here she was saying she'd not be in his way be a bother. He liked that. But he also wanted to be around her and come to know her. Have her talk with him. "You know, while I do have work I don't always want to be left alone." He told her.

Willow didn't speak, hoping that he would understand that meant she didn't want anything. Willow stayed looking out the window, she watched the trees and buildings pass by the window so fast they were a complete blur. That's when she heard his voice again. She sighed softly to herself and rolled her eyes. She glanced over at Dean. "Well you picked the wrong girl then.. Because with me you really don't have a choice." she said with a shrug of her shoulders. Once she was done talking she turned her glance back out the window. She was sweet and a caring person, that part was true but she wasn't a pushover. She was always blunt about how she felt and thought. And for this man to think that she was going to be like the rest of the woman he probably been with he had another thing coming.

Dean looked over at her when she finally responded to him. He smirked. "Oh, I don't think I picked the wrong girl at all, Willow. You'll see. I'll persuade you somehow. I do require you to accompany me to a few galas I have to attend." He told her. He pulled into a restaurant, Izalas, a fancy, five-stat restuarant that he had helped get in business and he made money off of. He pulled into the vallet and got out. He handed the man his keys and opened the passenger side door for Willow. "Come. I have a meeting I need to see to and I'm hungry. If you want to eat then eat. If not have something to drink. You chose the perfect outfit." He said finally taking in her appearance. He set a hand on her lower back and began to walk inside the restaurant.

Willow was used to having to look a type of way. After all her father always tried to act like he had more than he did. And what way to do than have your daughter wear the newest and best things out. Willow said nothing to him when he spoke about her dress, she sighed when he touched her lower back. But said nothing since there were in public. But she did move away from so his hand was longer touching him, she walked inside and glanced around it was nice. She shouldn't lie about that.

Dean didn't miss her moving away. He narrowed his eyes and quickly placed his hand back where he had it. "Just act the part, Willow." He said under his breath. He nodded his head to the clients he was meeting. "Good afternoon, gentleman." He said. He pulled out a chair for Willow and when she sat he pushed in. "This is Willow Carter." He said introducing her to the men. "Wilow this is, Jax my right hand man." He said pointing to the man sitting right beside her. Jax nodded. "Good afternoon ma'am." He said shaking her hand and then nodding to Dean. "This is Mr. James Gold and his wife, was it Renee?" He asked. He smiled tightly and then turned to James. Dean was never really good with women. He figured having Willow here would help with James' wife. "Good to see you again, James. Now you said you had some concerns about the business." The man nodded. "Yes, I do. But perhaps first we should order." Dean leaned back. "Of course." He held up his hand and a waitress came to the table as quick as can be. "Go on ahead, James."

Willow was annoyed to the fact that he asked her to play along. She sighed but once they walked up to a table she put on her best fake smile, it was another thing she was a master at. Willow glanced at everyone at the table, she shook the man Jax's hand. His name was unique to her, she never met anyone with a name like his. Willow glanced at everyone over again, she was sure that she had seen them before but, she didn't know where or with who. Maybe with her father? Since he was actually the reason she was even here. She glanced up when the waitress came to the table. Willow just sat down and just stayed quite.

Once everyone ordered the waitress left. Dean had ordered a water for Willow and some sort of pastry. She was going to eat something here. He then leaned forward and talked with James about the business. James ran a hospital and Dean was trying to get him into a bigger place. However, they had something on the side where they were cooking some illegal medications. He leaned back and put his arm across the back of Willow's chair. "Right. And because I'm donating each and every machine I will take thirty-five percent of the earnings from the hospital. For the other business I want sixty percent. I believe that's fair." He said. James frowned. "Sixty?" He shook his head. "I understand you're supplying the machines but it is my men and will be my place that is at risk of being found. I think that you should earn at most forty-five percent of the earnings." Dean raised an eyebrow. "James, I am just as much at risk by supporting this. I am supplying you everything. I know what I deserve and that is sixty percent." He said.

Willow didn't say anything about Dean's arm on the back of her chair but the men's conversation got her attention. She frowned at Dean's words. He deserved sixty percent... Willow shook her head, she wasn't going to be able to be the quiet, pretty girl. That she was sure she was supposed to be. "No you actually don't deserve sixty.. If you not putting work in then.. What makes you think you deserve that much." She started but she was far from over. "Yes, y'all both are fucked if whatever y'all to are doing.. But if you don't get your hands dirty you don't even get have the time he and his people will get. Plus, everyone at this table knows you can have so much power under your belt that you can sweet talk your way out of having to do any time." she said, she moved a piece of her hair behind her ear as she leaned back in her car. She crossed her legs and her arms. "You deserve forty.. Forty- five the most." she said before she shrugged her shoulders.

Dean and James stopped talking as Willow spoek up. James laughed. "I like this girl, Dean." Dean glared at James and the man cowered in fear. "I mean Mr. Ryder. Sixty percent will be fine." He said with a nod and then the food came. Dean flowered at Willow and stood up. "Come." He said to Willow. He stood up and grasped her wrist. He pulled her to where he knew a private restroom was and shut the door behind them. He was pissed that she had said that in front of his client but he was also pissed that he'd been amused and somewhat turned on by the fact she had done so. He quickly pushed her up against the wall so their bodies were flush against each other. He leaned down. "Don't ever do thag again. I swear. You're lucky that he saw reason and agreed to my offer." He said. He inhaled deeply as he leaned into her neck. "You speak only when spoken to. If you speak out against me again I will tan your ass so hard." He warned her.

Willow rolled her eyes when he told her to come but she stood up anyway, she fixed her dress but was soon grabbed by Dean she frowned. Her skin bruised easily, so that was now a light red hand print around her wrist. She frowned when he pushed her against the wall, a small grunted exited her mouth. She frowned when he threatened her, she quickly got pissed. Did he forget that he asked for her? It wasn't the other way around. Willow shook her head before she used all her strength to push him off her. "I am not one of your sluts that does whatever you want, just because you say so." she said grabbing onto her wrist. "And this is not how you get me to do anything. You might be able to put fear into my father, shit probably even my mother... But, not me, so fuck you and your dumb ass clients." she said before she turned her back and stormed out of the restroom. Everyone turned to face her when she turned the corner. She sighed as she held her wrist to her breast and walked out of the building. She hated this not being at home thing.. Why her father had to be so stupid she sighed as she looked around, she decided to make a right. She never been this far from home before and to be honest she couldn't even go home. But she was done playing house with Dean right now.

Dean was shocked that when she pushed him he actually moved for her. If he had been expecting her to react that way she would not have been able to push him off. He growled. This woman was infuriating and appealing in a way that made Dean growl. He shook his head and fixed his suit before following after her. He nodded to the patrons of the restaurant and then exited the building. He glanced from left to right searching for Willow and saw her red dress. He took off after her. In a matter of a few strides he was there beside her. He glanced at her wrist and raised an eyebrow. He didn't handle her that hard. "Stop. Now. You forget your place, Willow. Right now, I'm not in the mood to be nice. I need to get this contract in writing and then when this deal is done I will be able to relax some. And I swear I'm not that big of an asshole when you get me alone. But right now I need you to play a part. The part of a supporting woman. But right now I can see you're pissed. I shouldn't have brought you with me." He pulled out his phone and called Jax. "Jax, take Willow back to the mansion. Get her settled in and I'll be home later." He said. He gestured back to the restaurant. "You'll go back woth Jax. I have to fix this mess you made. Especially with the damn press." He glanced behind them noticing cameras out. He groaned and then pulled Willow to him. He leaned down and kissed her. "There. I'll see you at home." He said and then he saw Jax come running over. He walked back into the restaurant without turning back.

Jax nodded to Willow. "Come, Miss Carter. The car is parked nearby." He said gesturing to the right. Once he was sure she was in step with him and grabbed out the keys. He pointed a black sedan and unlocked it. "Would you prefer the back seat or the passenger, miss?" He asked her.

She didn't expect him to follow her. But, when he did. She didn't speak she just let him basically talking to himself. She heard everything he said. He was different alone? So he thought that was a great excuse. Wow, her father could have came up with a better one. she thought to herself but she didn't say anything. She just kept walking hoping he would leave her alone but, it didn't seem like he knew how to do that. She heard him on the phone but she didn't bother looking up at him, she just stayed looking straight but then he pulled her into him and then kissed her. What the fuck? she thought to herself, she wanted to slap him for even thinking that was okay. But he had walked off and disappeared into the restaurant. She rolled her eyes. She hated him.. That was it. She glanced over at Jax. She said nothing she just followed him. It wasn't like she had a choice. She glanced at the car, she glanced up at Jax. "Passenger," she said as she opened the passenger door and got into the car and then closed the door by herself. She put on her seatbelt and just looked out the window.

Jax nodded. He walked over to the passenger side but stopped. He let Willow do it by herself and then walked over to the front seat and got in. He cleared his throat as he pulled out and drove to the mansion. Dean Ryder's mansion was well known since it had been deatured in magazines and even in a movie. But no one really got to see the inside since Dean Ryder had tons of security. Jax rolled up to the first stop and nodded to the guards. They immediately opened up for him and he drove into the surrounding woods. Mr. Ryder had thousands of square footage surrounding his house. He wanted to be isolated from the people. Jax drove around to the front of the house and parked in front. He got out and waited for miss Carter to join him. "Welcome to the Escala Mansion, miss Carter." He said walking up the stairs and opening one of the two large doors. He motioned her in.

Willow glanced around as they entered into the gates. She sighed and got out the car. She glanced around once again before she walked up the stairs, the house was beautiful inside just like the outside. Willow was shocked when a woman came to her. "Miss carter." she said with a bow, Willow frowned at the sight. She shook her head. "No please don't that to me." she said nicely to the woman. She glanced over at Jax, they are had people bow to them like they were something higher than they actually were. It made scene why Dean got so pissed at her speaking her mind. "I am sorry." she said to Willow. "I will show you to your room." she said, she started walking to the stairs. She glanced back at Willow and then motioned with her head to follow her. my room she thought to herself. She followed the woman up the stairs and to her room. The woman opened the door and motioned for Willow to walk inside. Once she did she couldn't believe her eyes. The room was beautiful. (view spoiler)[ (hide spoiler)] She walked fully inside. "I hope we did it right." the woman said, which got Willow's attention. "What you mean?" she asked, the woman glanced down at the room. "Well Mr. Ryder asked for us to get your room ready for your arrival. He picked out everything for your room." she said. Willow rolled her eyes and sighed. "Is something wrong?" she asked Willow. Who shook her head. He had maids do this.. For me.. she thought to herself. "Your clothing is in there." she said pointing to the closet. "Call if you need me.. I am Brianna." she said before she left Willow alone in her room.

Dean had finally finished with Mr. Gold and his wife. He got everything in order and in writing. Before he left Mrs. Gold, Renee asked him to give her number to Willow. "I would love to have a friend my age who speaks her mind like she does. It was nice to meet you!" She said perkily. He couldn't understand why the girl was with the older man. Perhapd it was just for his money. He rolled his eyes as he got his car from the vallet. He drove back to his home. Unlike Jax he pulled around the back and into the garage which held all of his cars. (view spoiler)[https://goo.gl/images/6hdAz6
https://goo.gl/images/imXewt (hide spoiler)] He parked and then hung up the keys with the rest of them. He bypassed the elevator and walked up the stairs. He saw Jax waiting for him and walked over. "How'd she like the room?" He asked handing him the contract. Jax looked over the contract and nodded. "Just fine sir. She hasn't come out of the room as of yet." He informed Dean. Dean frowned. He walked upstairs and to the room he had chosen for Willow. It had what he thought was the best view apart from his own room. He knocked on the door that was shut.

With the help of Brianna who checked on her every five minutes. Willow had taken a bath, she couldn't believe she couldn't even take a bath by herself. When Willow got out she assured Brianna that she could get dressed on her own. Willow was sitting on her bed as she brushed her wet hair. She heard a knock at the door, she rolled her eyes knowing who it was by the way he knocked. Willow was only wearing a robe, she tied the rope tight around her waist and walked over to the door. "What do you want Dean?" she asked as she opened the door not needed to look up at him. She raised her eyebrow has she waited for him to answer.

Dean waited for Willow to open the door. When she opened the door in nothing but her robe he raised an eyebrow and looked her up and down. He shook his head. "I came to see how you like your accommodations." He said gesturing to the room. He glanced around the room. "I do hope the clothes fit you. If theres nothing you like we can give it away." He said. He walked inside the room and sat down on the bed. "I really want to have a discussion with you about your behavior at lunch. Also, I would love for you to join me for dinner in the dining room in a couple of hours or so." He said with a nod of his head.

He really walking inside what is so suppose to be my room without asking she thought to herself, she turned around and stared at him on the bed that she was supposed to be sleeping on. She raised her hand to tell him to stop. "We are not about to have a discussion with me naked in front of you." she said as she crossed her arms. "And I will like for you not sit on the bed that I am supposed to bed in with you still wearing your dirty clothes." she said as she glanced at him up and down with a raised eyebrow. She actually didn't have anything to say about what she said at the table at the restaurant, it was the truth and she wasn't about to kiss his ass as everyone else did. But she would play along with him, since she was naked at the moment. "We can talk after I am dressed." she said as she opened the door wider hoping he got what she was trying to say without her having to say it since he obviously hated how her tongue worked.

Dean raised an eyebrow as she raised her hand. He stopped what he was saying and nodded for her to speak. He was shocked at her audacity. But he also admired and found it alluring. He smirked and walked over to where she was. "My clothes are not dirty, thank you very much. And I'll wait for you to change." He said with a teasing bow. He then walked outside the room and waited for her to change. He chuckled softly to himself and shook his head. This girl was something else. She knew who he was and yet she wasn't afriad to speak her mind. He never had a woman do that. Well, except his mother, god rest her soul. He leaned against the wall beside the door.

Yeah right.. she thought to herself. She closed the door behind him and locked to it to make sure. She sighed and ran her hand through her hair as she walked into the closet. He only had nightgowns for her, she thought that was weird but it wasn't like they were ugly or anything but she hardly wear nightgowns at home. But she wasn't home obviously she went throw them and picked the way she was feeling for at least for today. (view spoiler)[ (hide spoiler)] Willow got dressed and finished brushing her hair, then since she couldn't find anything else to do. So wanted have to open the door, she walked over and unlocked the door. She opened it and let him back in. "Don't sit on the bed, it's a stool right there use it.... It the only thing I ask of you." she said with a rough tone. He thought his clothes weren't dirty even though he sat in a chair that other peoples ass has been.. Yeah.. Willow calls that dirty. "Now what you want to talk about again?" she asked playing stupid as she walked over to her bed and sat with her legs crossed.

Once Willow opened the door he walked in. He looked at the bed and then at the stool. He smirked but aquised. He sat on the stool. He shook his head. His suit wasn't dirty. He didn't see how it could be. But he would do as she said. He watched her sit on her bed and shook his head once more. He took in the nightie she was wearing and smiled. "Good choice on your outfit, Willow." He said. He raised an eyebrow. "You know exactly what I want to talk about. Your attitude at the lunch this afternoon and what you said." He told her. He crossed his arms over his chest. "And we should probably talk about the kiss I gave you afterwords."

She decided to take the compliment, he gave her. She rolled her eyes when he brought the kiss, he took from her. Because she damn sure wouldn't have agreed to that. She ran her hand through her hair and sighed. "Okay, simple.. that kiss will never happen again and about what I said at the lunch..." she said with a shrug before she finished. "Well, it was the truth so I am not about not say what everyone else knows... them bitches was just scared to say it." she said with another shrug.

Dean smirkes. "Oh, I expect another kiss soon. But I won't touch you or kiss you again, that is until you ask me to. And Willow, you will ask me to." He said with a smile. He then sighed. "I understand that is what you believe to be the truth but I cannot have you going about spewing out that sort of things in front of my clients. Also, I should warn you when you do such things it turns me the fuck on. You should be careful or else I might get much more than just a kiss from you, sweet girl." He stood up with a slight groan. That stool was far too small to be sat upon. He dusted kff his suit pants in the back. "I will come to eacort you to dinnee in a few hours. Willow, I will knock since this is now your own room and your house. I will not just simply barge in." He told her. Though when she opened the door that was another thing entirely. When she opens the door it's open game. With that he walked out and headed for his own room.

Willow frowned and jumped off the new bed. "Yeah, sure." was all she said before she closed and locked her door. She sighed and walked back to what was now her bed. She couldn't flop down on it is was raised higher than her knees. So she climbed onto it, she hated been short sometimes but then love it others. Willow laid back and stared at the ceiling. She won't ask to kiss him.. Did he really think that ever would? She rolled her eyes, men always thought since others wanted it that all the girls want it. She never said he wasn't attractive but her liking someone their personality had to handsome just like their outside no matter who they were around and clearly that wasn't Dean. She rolled her eyes at him talking about him getting turned on by her basically speaking her mind. Which she honestly didn't want so she shrugged and decided to not talk around him then.. Even though she thought of it she kind of knew it wasn't going to work since he always said or did something that made her think something which made her need to say it.

Dean went to his own room and got changed into his own sweats. He pulled on a muscle t-shirt and some sweat pants before going down to the gym. He worked out each and every day. As he thought about the events of today he smirked. He was definetly attracted to Willow especially when she mouthed off to him. Normally he hated being blown off or told off but when it came from her it was, well it was sexy as hell. He got on the treadmill and began to run as he let his mind shut off. He had told his cook to make whatever. Shit. What if Willow had allergies? He needed to tell her to inform the cook what she couldn't eat or even what she didn't like. The cook knew all that about Dean but now that Willow was living here he needed to know the same for Willow.

Willow wondered her room, it seemed to be not just her bedroom but also her safe room from Dean. She sighed as went through the drawers of her makeup stand. She founded a off white fluffy dairy. She opened and sighed to see the fact that it was brand new. She looked in the drawer again and found a pen that matches the dairy. She shrugged at the thought of using it. She never had a dairy before but why not see if it helped her emotionally. She laid across her bed and started by writing the date.

Why me? I have always acted older than I actually am and I have never thought it was a curse until, now my farther should have paied this damn man back albo matter the price and I wouldn't be here. Suffering living with someone that didn't know anything about me. But wants me to act the way he wants me to even though. What he wants me to do is not me. But he don't give a shit about any of that as long as he gets what he wants... I thought I was missing out by never being with a man but now I see wasn't missing out on shit...

Dean got off the treadmill a short while later when he had worked up a little bit of a sweat. He then went to the punching bags and wrapped his hands before starting to hit the large swinging things. He had music on inside the room but he was able to hear when the door opened. He glanced over expecting to see Jax telling him the dinner was ready for him and Willow but stopped when he saw it was Willow herself. "Are you exploring the mansion?" He asked her. He grabbed the swinging bag and let it settle before letting it go. He geabbed the remote for the stereo and lowered the volume.

Willow froze when she saw Dean. Damn it she thought to herself. She nodded, after she was done writing in her new dairy-well and of course hiding it under her mattress. Which was hard us fuck to lift by herself. She decided to look around the hige house she was going to be living in for like ever. But she hoped she didn't bump into Dean, which is wgat just happened. "Yeah, I didn't mean to bother you.. I will going now." She said as she back up and started closing the door back.