Work had been hectic throughout the day and I was seeing a migraine making an appearance. I didn't have time to do any research about the three ghost brothers in my apartment because of how busy I had been with work. My feet were killing me and halfway through the day, I regretted why I had put on heels. Though it had helped in completing the attire, it had done a death blow to my legs. I opened the door to my apartment and kicked my shoes off, not bothering to arrange them neatly by the door. I was exhausted and Leslie hadn't been nice today. It seems like something crawled up her ass and died in it because she had done nothing but back out orders upon orders to us throughout work. I had almost wanted to remind her that she had handed a major task to me that needed more attention than the flimsy ones she was throwing my way at that moment but I had to bite the tip of my tongue not to say anything that would affect my already troubled life. I had enough problems to deal with and add
"There's nothing wrong with my attitude, okay?" Drew denied.I scoffed. "That's what you have been saying. Guess what? The words coming out from your mouth differ from your behaviour," I said, not buying his excuse."What do you want me to say, Amanda?" He sighed."Am I being a disturbance to you?" I asked him, not understanding his nonchalant behaviour toward me. "No, you aren't.""So why can't you tell me what's wrong?" I asked, frustrated with his attitude. Drew was behaving as if nothing was wrong but I could see clearly that there was something definitely wrong. The problem was getting it to admit it and let me in on whatever was the issue. "Fine, If you really want to know why I am behaving like this, then I will tell you. The attitude you portrayed last night wasn't nice.""Oh, please. I was just trying to have some fun. That isn't something you should sukk over," I said dismissively."Fun?!""Yes, is there anything wrong with that?" I asked, surprised by his reaction."You c
I stormed into my office the next morning. Like, I stormed in because I was still furious about what happened the previous night. What gives him the right to question who I bring and don't bring home? Is it any of his business? Does he want me to become a ghost lover? I asked myself. I was so engrossed in my thoughts that I didn't notice that Cassie had been calling me. “Amanda."“Yes, what is it?“ I snapped at her. “Hey, calm down. What's the matter?“ She asked me, worry etched all over her face. “It's nothing,“ I replied with a wave of my hand. “ Do you need something?" I asked her. “Nuh huh, something is going on with you and I want to know what it is. So you are going to sit your ass down on that chair and tell me what the fuck is going on with you," she demanded. I sighed before plopping down on my chair, the wheels spinning me, so I faced the glass wall behind me. “It's just some minor issues, I told her after a minute of silence."“Minor issues my ass. There's definitely
“You know that isn't true, “ I said to her. Though I was screaming and nodding my head in affirmation of her theory inwardly, I didn't let it show on my face. “Whatever. Anyway, there is a task for you and I need a report by next weekend," she said, throwing a brown envelope on my desk. I palmed my forehead inwardly. I knew that her reason for coming to my office wouldn't be good and she just confirmed it. “And what does this task entail?“ I asked her. "It’s all in the envelope,“ she replied, making a gesture with her eyes towards it. I picked up the envelope slowly, dreading what I would see in it. I felt like I had just been given an envelope that contained a record of all my past deeds, not like they were evil. Gathering enough courage, I opened the envelope and the picture fell out. I picked the picture and brought it closer to my face to get a Perfect view. “You can't be serious," I shouted after confirming the identity of the person. “Yes, I am,“ she replied with an evil
Drew stood by the kitchen door watching as Amanda ate the food that he had prepared for her. Though he was still angry at her for what had happened the last two nights, he knew she was exhausted and needed to eat to regain her energy. His brothers had ridiculed him when they found out that he was preparing something for her but that hadn't stopped him. He couldn't fathom what was wrong with him and why he couldn't find it easy to detach himself from her. Yes, they weren't on good terms at the moment but his heart cared more about her than he was willing to admit. Feeling satisfied that Amand enjoyed the food he prepared for her, he meandered out of the kitchen and went to the balcony. There was snow covering everywhere and people running about in winter jackets. It was sad that he couldn't feel the changes in the weather because of the situation that he and his brother were in. “How nice it would be to spend time with Amanda, having snow fights and skating in the Ice rings," he thou
She rolled her eyes, “Okay, so I was on the phone with one of my informants and he told me about the whereabouts of Sean,“ she informed me. A smile gradually appeared on my face on hearing the news and I squealed happily. “Wow, that's great,“ I said to her. “Yes, it is but there's a catch,” she interjected, “Oh, no. That's what the bad news is all about, right?“ I asked her. "Don't tell me he got into an accident and he is in a coma?“ I said immediately not waiting for her reply to my previous question. “No, he is not," she answered me, smacking my upper hand in the process. “Okay, that's a relief and mind you that hurts like mad." "It was meant to hurt. How could you think the worst of an idol like him?“ “Come on, the guy hardly allows anyone to have an insight into his personal life. It's not my fault that I thought something bad had happened to him," I countered."Well, you never cease to surprise me,'' she said with a sigh. "That's a good thing, right?“ “Well, if you wan
"Is that what you are bothered about or you are bothered about who prepared the food which I must say was all three of us," Mason replied.“Oh, is that so?“ Amanda asked not believing him. "I am disappointed that you would think only my elder brother can prepare a meal to suit your palate. Need I remind you that we are all chefs? All three of us for that matter," Mason told her, hinting at the fact that she was interested in his elder brother. "That's not what I meant,“ she said, the words coming out in a stutter. “You don't have to rub it in my face for me to know that you have been searching for my brother all the while you stepped into the apartment,” he scoffed. Amanda was shocked that he was able to read her easily. Was it that obvious that she had been searching for Drew since she got home? She asked herself. He had been avoiding her and even though she had seen the other two of his brothers she couldn't help but be bothered by the fact that he wants there. “You are getting
Mason and Calvin let out the breath they had been holding. They had been watching the duo argue at the dining table without interrupting. Though, they had both prayed that their foul mood didn't affect the gathering. That would just make everything go to waste. Mason on the other hand was more worried about his brother's attitude towards Amanda. He felt Drew was handling his emotions wrongly and if he didn't tell Amanda how he felt, then he would lose her faster than he expected. Dinner went on smoothly after the mini-argument between Amanda and Drew. The food was delicious and Amanda couldn't help but savour the taste of every dish. “This tastes wonderful. I know you guys are great but I wasn't expecting this, '' she said, covering her mouth to prevent spillage of the food she was munching on. "I'm glad to see that you are enjoying the meal. Although, half of everything was made by Drew,'' Calvin muttered. “What?“ Amanda shouted in shock. She wouldn't have believed that Drew woul
“Shit," I muttered under my breath, avoiding eye contact with Leslie. I couldn't believe the kind of shitty luck I had. The very person whom I was trying to avoid, stood before me. There was no way for me to escape so I garnered what was left of my courage to face her. “Hey, Leslie. It's surprising to see you here this early," I said, laughing awkwardly. Leslie gave me a stern look. “Indeed,” She smirked.“Botox bitch," I muttered under my breath. “So, do you need my help with anything?" I asked her. Even though I was late, it was surprising to see her on this floor so early in the morning. There must have been a reason why she had decided to grace us with her unwilling presence. “Well, I needed to check on a particular person to see how far they had gone with the upcoming project. But, imagine my surprise when I found the office empty with neither the assistant nor Editor in sight,“ she said I sighed. “Sorry, I am late. But the reasons are beyond my power. There was nothing I
His hands held the sides of my head as he began thrusting into my mouth, loud grunts leaving his mouth. His head was tipped backwards in pleasure and his moans were driving me nuts with pleasure. There was a feeling of pride in hearing him express the effect I had on him through his moans. It was fuel for me to do more. I took more of him into my mouth as my hands moved down between my legs to pleasure myself.I could feel he was close to the edge and I rubbed myself quickly, hoping to come along with him. Within seconds, he stiffened and I could feel warm liquid slip into my mouth. My orgasm hit me immediately like a wave and my legs shook with pleasure. I took all of his cum, swallowing them and not letting any slip out of my mouth. “God, you are incredible,“ Drew muttered, watching me swallow his cum. I giggled in response, standing up from my kneeling position. “Come here," he commanded, drawing me close to him. He kissed me deeply and senselessly. “You are going to be the deat
I ran the water in my bathroom, hoping to take a quick shower before going to work. The coffee had helped in waking my sleepy bones but I still felt weak. If only I could spend the day indoors and not go to work, I thought. But that would never happen. Leslie would see it as an opportunity to chastise me and give me a query. That was something I wasn't interested in. The water heated up and I quickly jumped into the shower. I squeezed a reasonable amount of my shower gel into my hands and applied it to my body. I didn't bother with washing my hair because that would take more of my time which was the opposite of what I wanted to achieve. After applying the shower gel to my body, I ducked my head under the shower to rinse the soap off. The action prompted me to close my eyes to prevent the soapy water from entering them. I felt a hand wrap around my waist and I jumped in shock thinking an intruder had entered my house. I opened my eyes quickly to see who it was, forgetting that I st
I woke up the next morning to an empty bed. My head felt like there were so many pins attached to it and I couldn't make clear what happened the previous night. I was tired and felt like I had been run over by a truck. Fuck, I am never letting Cassie take me clubbing again. I muttered "I support that idea," Drew chuckled, walking into my room with a cup of coffee. He was shirtless and I got a flashback of what happened the previous night. He had given me the best orgasm of my life and unfortunately I had slept off after it. My body was exhausted. Although the release had helped in calming down the stress hormones raging around me. Drew strolled towards me and handed the coffee to me. I smiled and gladly took it from his hands, muttering a thank you. I blew on the hot coffee and took a sip. God, it was marvelous. I moaned in satisfaction, enjoying how he took great precaution in making it just how I loved it. “God, this is amazing,“ I moaned. Drew chuckled. “Only you think that
Drew leaned forward slowly, eyeing my lips, seeking permission to ask for more. I didn't deny him. I let him indulge just as I was enjoying the indulgence myself.We connected again and continued kissing on my bed. I slid further into the bed drawing him along with me. The kiss altered from rough to slow and sensual. I had to give him credit for being able to bring me to my knees with a kiss. His hands continued to explore my body. They ran the length of my body, cupping my breast and I ached into him. He dragged his hands down my abdomen, then further down my leg before he slowly slid up my thighs leaving a trail of fire in their path. A pool of wetness gathered between my thighs as I waited in anticipation for his hands to get to their destination. I spread my legs further apart giving him the permission he needed to touch me deeply. I have craved this for so long and it was about to happen. I couldn't help but Iean into his touch. A soft moan escaped me as he sucked on my bottom
“Damn, your body is a pure work of art," Drew groaned, his hands roaming around my naked flesh. "I could touch it every day without getting satisfied,“ he added, his hands coming up to knead my breasts. Somewhere along the line, our position on the sofa had changed. I was sitting on his lap, my back resting on his hard chest. I could feel the heat radiating from his skin onto mine. I leaned back into him, tilting my head to the side so he could have full access to my body. I was already far gone and there was no way I was going to be listening to any rational thoughts coming from my brain. I was acting plainly on what my body wanted. I needed to be satisfied after being starved of this pleasure for months. I ground myself on him and he placed a hand on my waist to stop me. I made a sound of disappointment, not liking that he had cut my mission short. “Slow down, babe. We will get there. Let me appreciate your body first," he stated. "I dont need any of that. Just touch me," I dem
I walked into my apartment to meet it the same way I had left it. There was no sign of Drew and I wondered if he had forgotten his way to my place. That can't happen because this was somewhere he and his brothers had stayed for years. Maybe he went to get something I concluded. With that thought in mind I meandered to my bedroom to rid myself of the clothes I was wearing. Cassie had gone all out with my birthday attire. lt was a gift from her and she had pleaded for me to wear it to the party. It was a beautiful black gown that clung to my body and accentuated my curves. I had loved it immediately I saw it but there was no fun if I had just put it on without stressing Cassie a bit. I stumbled into my bedroom, flinging the shoes in the process. Damn, those heels had been killing me all through the night. When I had been dancing with it, I hadn't felt the pain but now that my legs were no longer in motion, it felt like there was no flow of blood to my legs. I quickly stripped myself
"What the fuck is going on?“ I muttered under my breath. There was no way it was possible that Cassie could see Drew. This was the very same person she didn't know was hovering over her head at my office, a few months back. How is it possible that she was able to see him? “Hey, Ama. Aren't you going to introduce him to me?" She asked, giggling.Drew laughed. “Guess, your friend is way more drunk than you," he whistled.“Shut up, Drew. I am trying to process this situation," I barked.He laughed. “What's there to process? Your friend is drunk which explains why she can see me. Or, is there any other explanation?“ He asked.I rolled my eyes. “Yeah, you are right," I agreed. “So, would you do me the honours or I should do it myself?“ He asked, grinning. “What are you talking about?“ I asked, confused. Drew rolled his eyes. "I forgot that you were drunk also," he muttered. I snorted “What? No way. I am not drunk, okay?“ “Yeah, you waving like a flag is an illusion," he replied, sarc
"Umm, hey Cas. I am going to head back home now. I am a bit tired and tipsy from all the alcohol," I told her, catching up to her at the bar. “What? Why? We are just getting started on your birthday party. You can't leave before everyone,“ she said, her eyes heavy with alcohol. “Seriously, Cas. We have been drinking and partying for more than five hours now. The alcohol in you is not making you think logically. I think it's time we call it a night," I told her, taking the drink from her and returning it to the bartender. “Come on, Ama That's my drink," she whined. “No, it isn't. You need to stop and go home now. We have work to do tomorrow and I wouldn't want both of us to be dead drunk before then. Not like we aren't drunk already,“ I said, muttering the last part to myself. “Fine," she grumbled, leaving the bar. “Let me get my purse and say goodbye to the others," she said.“Sure. That sounds fine to me. I need to also thank them for coming,” I said following after her to the V