Mason Brookes has always been a coordinated person all his life. He could sense disorderliness from miles away. Simpsons Interiors was a very disorganized company.
As he flipped through the pages of the files brought to him by the company, he was disappointed. The company needed a lot of adjustments when he buys it. If he buys it. Mr. Simpson and his team would need to do a lot of persuasion to get him to buy it.The knock on his door distracted him. But the person entered without him giving a reply so he knew it was Richie without looking up."Yo bro, how ya doin'?" Richie sat down. "You always work. Can't you have fun, no?"Richard Dawkins has this heavy accent that made anyone know that he was from Chicago. He was all about fun and women that sometimes Mason wondered how he still owned a company. Mason and Richie went to the same business school and since then they were inseparable. If Mason did not understand that law about opposite attracts; he understood it well when he became friends with Richie. They were polar opposites.Richie was the definition of a lady's man. The man loved women and he could hit on them anywhere. He spent most of his money on women and parties. He wasn't the committed type of guy and making any sort of relationship commitments freaks him out.Mason was more on the reserved side. While he wouldn't be described as a quiet guy, he wasn't always the party guy. He was more into finding that one lady and keeping her. While Richie would be in the club, Mason would rather be going through files in his office and making plans and investments that would affect his company for good in the long and short run. But these days, he could tell that Richie has influenced him. Just this month alone, he had been to more bars and clubs than he has been to in his life and the month was only half gone.One thing Mason liked about Richie was that he was reliable and trustworthy. He could also be very responsible and mature if he wanted to be. But right now, he was nothing but immature. He kept on closing the files that Mason was working on in a bid to get Mason out of his office and into a club."What's up with you, man? I'm working.""You always working. The work can wait, let's go out and have some fun." Richie argued."Fun can wait. I have to finish going through these papers so that I can decide whether to buy the company or not. Then I have a meeting at 5 concerning this purchase. Fun is definitely not on the list." Mason focused back on his work. There was no way he was going to leave the office without having made a decision and he would do that after going through these files."Man, fun may not be there but club definitely is. There's no way you won't go to the club with me as you promised. You owe me big time bro"Mason regretted making that promise. After he begged Richie to go along with him to a meeting, he made a promise to return the favor by going to the club. The meeting had been so boring and he knew Richie did his best not to fall asleep in the meeting. But he shouldn't have promised to go to the club."And after the meeting, we go to the club. You can't back out from this one." Richie smiled."Alright, fine." Mason conceded. It wasn't like he had a choice. He made a promise and he wasn't the type to back out from a promise.After hearing that, Richie left the office to keep himself busy while Mason worked on his files.When 5 pm came around, Mason was ready to make a decision. He decided to buy the company. The company would need a lot of adjustments and layoff but that wasn't a problem. The company was thriving and wanted to boost it up to success. He believed no one else could do that except him.The meeting with Mr. Simpson and his board was typical. A typical meeting of a boss trying to sell his company at the same time pleading on behalf of his employees. Mason just nodded to what they said. He was going to lay off some workers and no one was going to change his mind. He already made a list for it.The meeting lasted for two hours and Richie was waiting for him in his house when he got back. He just changed and they went out to the bar.*******Mason has always been the designated driver every time he came to the club. He hated getting drunk because then he would have little or no control over his actions. But when Richie brought a bottle of whiskey over, he could help but take a shot. And soon he was drunk. So drunk that he started to behave like Richie. He admired hot girls and would tell them that.Soon enough, their table was filled with women with little to no clothes on. One of them sat on Mason's lap and leaned into him, her breasts spilling out of the bra she had on. She ran kisses up and down his neck and started grinding on his lap to get him turned on.But Mason had another thing on his mind. The brown lady across the room was the thing on his mind. She was swaying her hips so sensually that he couldn't help but go talk to her.When he finally managed to disentangle himself from the lady on his lap, the brown lady was already by the bar.He walked over to her and tried charming her off but he couldn't remember any of his pickup lines and that was probably because he never used any. He wanted to get laid, some random girl would do that for him without pickup lines."So what's a pretty girl like you doing in the bar?" Even he cringed at what he said.This was why he never got drunk. If he was in his right senses, he would never have said that.Just then a slow music began playing. He thought it was rather odd that a slow song was being played in a club but he made the most use of the situation."Can I have this dance?" Mason offered her a hand which she gladly took.He took her to the dance floor and put his hands on her waist and she wrapped hers around his neck. They danced slowly until the song ended and a faster song came on. They changed their dance steps to fit the music.At first, it was awkward. Mason could tell Kylie was drunk as she couldn't control the way her legs went. He was drunk too but his steps were more organized and graceful.After tripping three times, Mason spun her around and held her against his chest.She stilled for a minute. Her body fits so well against his. Her small body was a big contrast to his tall, broad shoulders that if he hugged her, he could wrap her into him.After the initial awkwardness disappeared, she relaxed, followed his steps and they found a rhythm. His steps were so graceful and smooth. All those years of dancing finally paid off.As the music swelled, Masin's grip on her waist tighten as he pulled her closer to him. She arched her back into him as desire pulsed through her.A throaty growl was Mason's response. His touch needy. He rolled his hips against her and Kylie gasped, his hot breath laced with alcohol grazed the shell of her ear."Damn, Kylie."Kylie found herself reeling in the way he lustfully moaned her name.One of Kylie's free hand raked through Mason's silky strands of hair and he let out another moan.He gripped her waist as she grinded her ass against him. They were no longer just dancing anymore. They were doing something more. Something dirtier. His mouth was still against her ears, her hand still around his neck. Kylie rolled her hips and they found a new rhythm.She was drunk on both alcohol and pleasure. Feeling powerful and wanted in a way she hadn't known she could.When the song ended, Mason spun her around and looked into her eyes, his hands still on her waist, steadying her. He could see the lust and desire in her eyes.Her breaths were coming hard and fast. She has never been turned on by a dance before but she wanted to feel him again. Feel his rock-hard body against her. Feel him with every grind she made. She wanted his hands everywhere not only on her waist.Mason pulled her back into his strong arms. His cologne mixed with the sweet smell of sweat and lust.His hand slid up her back and into her hair. Thumb tilting her face to his. That dark gaze of his studying her mouth."Is it wrong that I want to kiss you?" His voice was a salty rasp.Kylie didn't respond. She just stared at him. All she wanted was him. His lips were so close—those full kissable lips."Say something" Mason urged in a low deep voice."No." She finally said. She wanted the kiss just as much as he did.Mason didn't waste any second. He smashed his lips against hers. Her hands found his hair and she tangled her hands in it.His hands moved down to her ass. That ass that turned him. Her ass was so big and curvy but his large hands grabbed them and gave it a squeeze.She moaned into his mouth. He took that as an invitation and slid his tongue inside her mouth, deepening the kiss. She grabbed his shoulders as her legs gave out. He picked her up and she wrapped her legs around his waist.One strong hand grabbed her ass keeping her in place while the other clamped on one of her breasts. He was so turned on that he couldn't just stand there. He had to find a room. He needed her badly."Let's spend the night together." He suggested.He knew he would pass out if she said no. But she nodded her head and he felt like the happiest man in the world. He carried her out of the club, into his car, and all the way to a hotel.He preferred a hotel. His house was too personal. He can't take a random lady home but he can surely take her to bed and he plans on doing that. He plans on giving her the best night of her life even though she was a stranger.The first thing Kylie noticed when she woke up was that she wasn't in her bedroom. She sat up and stared around. The room was empty if you didn't count her clothes littered all over the place. Her clothes!She looked underneath the covers and saw that she was naked. Stark naked. She was confused. She never slept naked even in blistering heat. She took the blanket with her as she stood up. Something on the drawers caught her eye. She walked over to see that it was a sheet of paper.She picked it up and some dollar bills fell out. She was even more confused now.'Thank you for the night. I had fun. Take the money as payment for your services and don't try contacting me.' The note read.Now, fragments of yesterday's events were coming back. She remembered talking to a hot man with the worst pickup lines ever. She remembered him asking her for a dance. She remembered kissing him and needing more than just kisses but she did not remember how she got to the hotel. She couldn't even rememb
After the meeting ended, they all got up and left the hall to their various offices. Mason remained in his seat till everyone had left. He stared at Kylie until she was out of sight. He couldn't believe his eyes when he saw her.He could hear some employees mumbling about his looks as they exited but he was more focused on the pronounced frown on Kylie's face.A woman around her age came up to her and they hugged each other. He could tell they were friends from the way they linked arms and walked out. He found that funny. He thought girls stopped doing that after high school. He scoffed. He looked down at his desk and packed his file, put them in his bag, and walked out. He needed a secretary asap to do this for him. He walked to the elevator and waited a few seconds before the door opened. His mind kept on wandering back to Kylie. The way she was shocked when she saw him. She must not have known he was the new boss.He walked into his new office. The place felt very odd. Mr. Simp
Kylie felt guilty as she left Mason's office. She didn't plan on blackmailing him with pregnancy but the way he kept talking about firing her made her a little nervous.She was certain she wasn't pregnant. If anything, the used condoms she saw on the bedside drawer were enough proof of that. Even she didn't want a baby yet. Not when she has other things to take care of. Her phone buzzed in her hand and she peered at it to see her sister's name on the screen. She swiped the screen to answer the call."Hi, Kylie. How are you? How is work?" Her sister's voice sounded from the other side of the phone. "Hi, Kendall. I'm fine. How are you doing? How's mum?" Kylie asked. She suspected that that was the reason Kendall was calling."I'm fine but I can't say the same about Mum. The doctor called me earlier and added a list of drugs to her list." The doctor called her. Why? Kylie was the one who foots the bill so what was the point of calling and disturbing her sister?"Why? What happened to
"The list is out." was the first thing Janelle said to Kylie when she stepped into the office."List?" Kylie raised a brow."Yes. The list for the layoff." "Have you checked it out?" Kylie asked, sitting down."Yes, I have. We still have our jobs." Janelle grinned."We do?" "Yes, Ky. We do."Kylie's disbelief was evident. She didn't expect Mason to not lay her off. She thought he might not buy her pregnancy stories and still fire her but he didn't. And apparently, he also didn't fire her best friend. She was so elated.Kylie beamed at Janelle. But then, she noticed apprehension in Janelle's eyes. "What's wrong? Aren't we supposed to be happy?" Kylie asked."We are. It's just that some things were changed. Some employees have a different job now.""So….?" She urged Janelle on."I think you need to see the list for yourself. It's on the notice board down the hallway."Kylie stood up suspiciously and went out of the office.She decided to check Janelle's name first. And Janelle wasn't
There are certain things Kylie Watson hates. The first one on the list is disruption. The disruption caused by the change was the worst form of it. That is why she has this massive headache right now. Her company was doomed for change. Change of ownership is what it is called. She worries about many things. First, will they all still keep their jobs? She heard from the secretary that the company was bought and will be merged with another. So many people were going to lose their jobs, she was sure of that.Secondly, if she was to lose it, how will she foot her bills and still take care of her ailing mother? Her younger sister needs to pay her tuition fees, how was she going to pay it? Her savings would be able to sustain her for a year but after that what next? The ding of her phone distracted her. She peered at the screen to see that her best friend, Janelle, left a message."It's going to be okay. Don't overthink it." The message read. She was trying to but it wasn't easy. She wond
By the time 4 pm lurked around, a lot of reactions were shown. Kylie took her time to classify them into groups.The first group was the ones who were complaining. They questioned everything like why the company should be sold, why the company can't be handed to Mr Simpson's son who, by the way, is a doctor and the company should be merged. The second group was those who were nonchalant. Kylie could see them everywhere. They popped the loudest gum bubbles, some were even filing their nails. Others were on their phone chatting.She believed she fell into the third group. The group that felt like it was the end of the world. She felt like hyperventilating. She rubbed her forehead and hoped the painkillers she took would work faster.Peter, on the other side of the office, was staring into thin air probably wondering how he was going to take care of his two-year-old son that was abandoned by his girlfriend. Kylie heard from Millie, the office gossip, that the daycare Peter had his son i
"The list is out." was the first thing Janelle said to Kylie when she stepped into the office."List?" Kylie raised a brow."Yes. The list for the layoff." "Have you checked it out?" Kylie asked, sitting down."Yes, I have. We still have our jobs." Janelle grinned."We do?" "Yes, Ky. We do."Kylie's disbelief was evident. She didn't expect Mason to not lay her off. She thought he might not buy her pregnancy stories and still fire her but he didn't. And apparently, he also didn't fire her best friend. She was so elated.Kylie beamed at Janelle. But then, she noticed apprehension in Janelle's eyes. "What's wrong? Aren't we supposed to be happy?" Kylie asked."We are. It's just that some things were changed. Some employees have a different job now.""So….?" She urged Janelle on."I think you need to see the list for yourself. It's on the notice board down the hallway."Kylie stood up suspiciously and went out of the office.She decided to check Janelle's name first. And Janelle wasn't
Kylie felt guilty as she left Mason's office. She didn't plan on blackmailing him with pregnancy but the way he kept talking about firing her made her a little nervous.She was certain she wasn't pregnant. If anything, the used condoms she saw on the bedside drawer were enough proof of that. Even she didn't want a baby yet. Not when she has other things to take care of. Her phone buzzed in her hand and she peered at it to see her sister's name on the screen. She swiped the screen to answer the call."Hi, Kylie. How are you? How is work?" Her sister's voice sounded from the other side of the phone. "Hi, Kendall. I'm fine. How are you doing? How's mum?" Kylie asked. She suspected that that was the reason Kendall was calling."I'm fine but I can't say the same about Mum. The doctor called me earlier and added a list of drugs to her list." The doctor called her. Why? Kylie was the one who foots the bill so what was the point of calling and disturbing her sister?"Why? What happened to
After the meeting ended, they all got up and left the hall to their various offices. Mason remained in his seat till everyone had left. He stared at Kylie until she was out of sight. He couldn't believe his eyes when he saw her.He could hear some employees mumbling about his looks as they exited but he was more focused on the pronounced frown on Kylie's face.A woman around her age came up to her and they hugged each other. He could tell they were friends from the way they linked arms and walked out. He found that funny. He thought girls stopped doing that after high school. He scoffed. He looked down at his desk and packed his file, put them in his bag, and walked out. He needed a secretary asap to do this for him. He walked to the elevator and waited a few seconds before the door opened. His mind kept on wandering back to Kylie. The way she was shocked when she saw him. She must not have known he was the new boss.He walked into his new office. The place felt very odd. Mr. Simp
The first thing Kylie noticed when she woke up was that she wasn't in her bedroom. She sat up and stared around. The room was empty if you didn't count her clothes littered all over the place. Her clothes!She looked underneath the covers and saw that she was naked. Stark naked. She was confused. She never slept naked even in blistering heat. She took the blanket with her as she stood up. Something on the drawers caught her eye. She walked over to see that it was a sheet of paper.She picked it up and some dollar bills fell out. She was even more confused now.'Thank you for the night. I had fun. Take the money as payment for your services and don't try contacting me.' The note read.Now, fragments of yesterday's events were coming back. She remembered talking to a hot man with the worst pickup lines ever. She remembered him asking her for a dance. She remembered kissing him and needing more than just kisses but she did not remember how she got to the hotel. She couldn't even rememb
Mason Brookes has always been a coordinated person all his life. He could sense disorderliness from miles away. Simpsons Interiors was a very disorganized company.As he flipped through the pages of the files brought to him by the company, he was disappointed. The company needed a lot of adjustments when he buys it. If he buys it. Mr. Simpson and his team would need to do a lot of persuasion to get him to buy it.The knock on his door distracted him. But the person entered without him giving a reply so he knew it was Richie without looking up."Yo bro, how ya doin'?" Richie sat down. "You always work. Can't you have fun, no?" Richard Dawkins has this heavy accent that made anyone know that he was from Chicago. He was all about fun and women that sometimes Mason wondered how he still owned a company. Mason and Richie went to the same business school and since then they were inseparable. If Mason did not understand that law about opposite attracts; he understood it well when he became
By the time 4 pm lurked around, a lot of reactions were shown. Kylie took her time to classify them into groups.The first group was the ones who were complaining. They questioned everything like why the company should be sold, why the company can't be handed to Mr Simpson's son who, by the way, is a doctor and the company should be merged. The second group was those who were nonchalant. Kylie could see them everywhere. They popped the loudest gum bubbles, some were even filing their nails. Others were on their phone chatting.She believed she fell into the third group. The group that felt like it was the end of the world. She felt like hyperventilating. She rubbed her forehead and hoped the painkillers she took would work faster.Peter, on the other side of the office, was staring into thin air probably wondering how he was going to take care of his two-year-old son that was abandoned by his girlfriend. Kylie heard from Millie, the office gossip, that the daycare Peter had his son i
There are certain things Kylie Watson hates. The first one on the list is disruption. The disruption caused by the change was the worst form of it. That is why she has this massive headache right now. Her company was doomed for change. Change of ownership is what it is called. She worries about many things. First, will they all still keep their jobs? She heard from the secretary that the company was bought and will be merged with another. So many people were going to lose their jobs, she was sure of that.Secondly, if she was to lose it, how will she foot her bills and still take care of her ailing mother? Her younger sister needs to pay her tuition fees, how was she going to pay it? Her savings would be able to sustain her for a year but after that what next? The ding of her phone distracted her. She peered at the screen to see that her best friend, Janelle, left a message."It's going to be okay. Don't overthink it." The message read. She was trying to but it wasn't easy. She wond