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A Partner For The Rich Playboy 40...Sleep with me...
CLAIRE. Mr and Mrs Taylor were really nice people as Ryan as described them. Ryan had informed me earlier that we are going to be at their place throughout our stay in Chicago. The Taylors know about the business deals he's having in Chicago since they're also involved in one way or the other. They had specially invited Ryan to their place and insisted he took their nice offer--That's what Ryan told me. Mr and Mrs Taylor welcomed us into their home warmly and asked one of the maids to show Ryan and I to our bedroom to take a rest. The gentle maid led us to one of the bedrooms upstairs and it was when I entered with Ryan it registered in my brain. Ryan and I are going to be sharing the same bedroom! What the fucking fuck!I took in few but important details of the perfect looking bedroom and was relieved to see a couch nearby, at least he would take that while I use the bed. I plunked on the bed "You're taking the couch" "Okay" He said without an argument, surprising me. That'
A Partner For The Rich Playboy 41...On your thighs...
RYAN. I don't understand what Claire was doing to me. I find myself wanting her around me, wanting to hear her light voice, so I try all ways to get her close to me. The door opened, she's back. The soft sounds of her footsteps filled my ears, followed by the sound of her body on the bed. Her feminine scent hit my nose, and I turned myself around to look at her. "Someone's going to bring it in soon" She says gently, resting her back on the headboard. "You look worse than you were minutes ago"That's because I feel worse, but I know as soon as I get a good sleep, I'll be back to my old healthy self. This sick feeling is not new to me, it happens whenever I'm very stressed. There was a knock on the door and Claire said a come in. A young lady about Claire's age, dressed as a maid entered the room with a glass of water and a medicine I'm guessing to be paracetamol on a tray. She took slow ladylike steps towards us and stopped at the foot of the bed. Claire smiled brightly at her. "H
A Partner For The Rich Playboy 42... Can't sleep...
CLAIRE. Ryan didn't say anything at first, neither did I, there was nothing to say. His stance afront me was bold and alluring, his attractive green eyes boring into me. "Why'd you leave like that?" He asked with no emotion displaying on his face or in his voice. Actually, I was wrong when I said there was nothing to say, there are a lot of things to say, but I don't think I can voice them out. "I had to come after you like a puppy" He says rolling his eyes at me. My spirit lifted at the thought of him rushing after me, but his next words brought it down. "I can't have the Taylors looking at me like I'm an asshole, which is why I'm going through all these stress of rushing after you"Oh, he's an asshole. He was only trying to impress the Taylors or he would've stayed to flirt with Stella and probably take the conversation to her bedroom. 'Calm down, Claire. You're exaggerating everything'I took a deep breath. "Are you okay?" He asked with observing narrowed eyes.No, I'm no
A Partner For The Rich Playboy 43... Button up his shirt...
CLAIRE. "You remember when you asked if I ever had a crush on someone?"When Ryan asked that question, I could already predict what his next words would be and it saddens me. I regretted bringing up Stella's topic. "Stella is uhmm...how do I put it..." He trailed off and I pray he doesn't complete his sentence, I don't want him saying anything else about her.The room is now quiet, he's probably not going to utter words relating to Stella anymore. I was about to have an excited mental dance for the die down of Stella's topic when he started to talk. "She's the first and last girl I ever felt something strong for"Oh. I flicked my eyelashes downwards. "Do you still have feelings for her?" 'Claire, shut the fuck up! You're hurting yourself!' A voice in my head screamed at me. I still don't understand why it hurts to know about his relationship with Stella. I mean, he's not my real boyfriend, so I shouldn't feel this way, it doesn't even make any sense. Ryan raked his hair backwar
A Partner For The Rich Playboy 44...Kitchen girls...
CLAIRE. Is it really possible to die of boredom, like literally? If yes, then I'm afraid my death date is very near. I've been on my own, not leaving the bedroom, not even for breakfast, I had my breakfast brought in by some maids like I'm some royalty. I spoke with my family and I went through social media, all alone in this very big bedroom. I watched TV, alone.I laughed at comedies, alone. I sang along with musicians on TV, alone also. And now I'm just tired of being alone and as luck would have it, there was a knock on the door. "Come in"The door opened half way to reveal Anita, Mrs Taylor's daughter in law dressed in a blue short dress. She stood at the entrance of the room, smiling at me."Uhm" she cleared her throat "I thought you might wanna join us downstairs since you're here alone, but if you are okay here, and probably like to be alone and....""I'll like to join" I said way too quickly. She chuckled, showing her white teeth "Okay" Anita and I didn't exchange a
A Partner For The Rich Playboy 45...Knot a tie...
RYAN. Stella smiled brightly at me, her hazel eyes twinkling, those eyes are the ones I admired a lot of times in the past, but now, I find myself preferring a particular dark, blue gray ones. My eyes trailed towards the girl in possession of the blue gray eyes. She is sitting on the kitchen counter, her lips are pouty, set downwards in a frown. I glanced at the bright Stella and at the gloomy Claire, then I realized there's a mixup somewhere. It's my term of endearment.I strolled towards Claire, her plump lips parted in surprise. I was right. She thought the affectionate name was for Stella. Like come on, I know people see me as a crazy guy but I'm not that insane. I'm aware of Anita and Sarah's presence and wouldn't wanna jeopardize my fake relationship by acting carelessly around them. Claire still rocks her simple outfit the way she always does. Her hair was in a simple ponytail, and the piercings in her ear filled with tiny, shiny earrings. There was also a tiny chain around
A Partner For The Rich Playboy 46...What are you doing to me...
CLAIRE. I was still trying to get the logic in knotting the piece of cloth wrapped around my neck correctly, when I felt a familiar electrifying hand brush my fingers.I raised my head at Ryan with divided lips. He was sitting upright, shifting my body upwards on his body. I was now closer to his chest and his groin, feeling like I'm being powered by some kind of Sparks. Did he feel the electricity too? I don't think he did as his brows were in a crease, his lips opening a little to utter corrective words. He corrected my mistakes by placing his hands on mine to demonstrate, but I had only half of my attention on whatever he was saying. My complexion has changed to red, the effect from blushing, especially as I am now conscious of our position. I'm literally sitting on him. How the hell did that even happen?"Do you get it now?" He asked, now looking at me. I nodded repeatedly. "Okay" He loosened the perfectly knotted tie and asked me to do mine. As I did, my hands were sligh
A Partner For The Rich Playboy 47...Old loves die hard...
RYAN. It wasn't my intention to question Claire, but I did. I admit that she affects me in many ways. Most times in the past, I take that as something trivial, but now I'm not so sure I can do that anymore, as even at work, her image stays in my head, and I find it hard to push it away. I want to kiss her right now, I really want to, and I wish I could, but I can't. This is a fake relationship and if she reads too much into my actions, she'd end up getting an emotional pain like every other girl I've gotten involved with.Charles would come for me if he ever gets to learn I hurt Claire, and even Claire would personally behead me. Something unrecognizable within me holds me back from taking things far with Claire whenever we're alone. If I'd been with any other girl, and had close sensual contact with her the way I did with Claire, maybe I'd be banging her hard, with her legs up high by now, but this is Claire. I find her different from other girls I've been with. Whenever I'm
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