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I’m yours When I got home
When I got home I flopped down on the couch, my head hurt a little from all day today. I looked at my cell phone and realized it was one in the afternoon. I had missed the morning classes to go to the job interview. I stood up and went to the kitchen, took the four pieces of pizza out of the fridge and put them in the oven. That would be my lunch. After lunch I took a quick bath, put on worn pants, a short shirt, and white tennis shoes. I tied my hair in a scruffy bun and left the house. "Beth!" I heard a voice behind me. I turned around, just to make sure it was Tyler. "Hey, wait." When he reached me he gasped a little, he had run halfway down the hall. I forgot to mention that Tyler lived in the same building as me, in the back apartment. "I'm in a hurry," I told him, heading for the elevator. "Grace told me you had a job interview," he commented, following me. When we got to the elevator we both went inside, I pressed the button for floor one and the doors closed. "
I’m yours Alone
When I got home I went straight to the kitchen to prepare something to eat. I had a few days when I did not cook, I just spent my time ordering fast food and, although I knew it was not healthy, I had no other option. I opened the fridge just to make sure I had almost nothing left. Great, I would have to shop again. I left the kitchen and went to my room, took off my clothes and put on my pajamas. I took some money from my drawer and left my apartment. Living alone was a bit tiring, I had my freedoms obviously but more responsibilities. In the hallway I met Grace, getting out of the elevator. "Elizabeth, I was just coming to your house." She was wearing a short dress that clung to her body and some high-heeled ankle boots. "I'm going to the supermarket on the corner, will you come with me?" "Okay, did you know Tyler is having a party at his apartment today?" We both step into the elevator. "I did not know." "Well, I wanted to see if you would come with me." Grace rocked b
I’m yours Tyler
"Please, Tyler, leave me alone." I struggled a bit with his arm. "I didn't mean to do it, excuse me, I know it wasn't right, but it's not for you to leave the party either, go!. You've barely been around for maybe twenty minutes. "He took my forearm. "Ah, you didn't want to do it. Yes of course. Do you think I'm stupid? "I stopped facing him," now I remember when you told me things about this Miller guy. In fact, I am believing that you only used it as a mirror of your reputation, being someone else who wants to fuck every woman you come across." "How do you think" He frowned "don't ever compare me to that guy again" he squeezed my wrists very hard. "You're hurting me, Tyler, can't you tell?" I dug my nails into his forearm. "I'm sorry!" He released me immediately, "but that's what happens when you provoke jealousy in me, really, Beth, you do things in me that no other woman does." "Surely that is what you tell everyone when you fuck them for the first time," I crossed my arm
I’m yours The next morning
The next morning the sound of my cell phone wakes me up. I growled disapprovingly and shifted on the bed. I felt too sleepy to even open my eyes. But the cell phone wouldn't stop ringing. God, if I didn't answer, they would keep insisting. It is better to turn it off. I pulled my hand out of the tangles in my sheet and looked for the phone on the nightstand until I found it. I was going to turn it off in one go, but I lazily opened one eye and the screen said Miller Company. The dream went so fast that it surprised me. They were calling me! I sat on the bed a little nervous and cleared my throat so that my voice did not sound raspy from being just up, and I replied: "Hello?" "Good morning, Elizabeth Hills?" "That's how it is." "I'm the secretary Vanesa Lee and we are calling you from the Miller company, I have been informed that I should call to meet you today at 8 in the morning. Do you think you can come?" "Today?" I looked at the clock on my nightstand: it was
I’m yours Perfectly
I came to a room where there were several doors. Administration, accounting, marketing, logistics, design... secretariat. Perfect! What I was looking for. I knocked on the door three times softly. I got no answers, maybe it should hit harder. I repeated the touches, this time louder. "Come in," they said from the other side of the door. I took one last look at my body, making sure that at least the wet clothes I was wearing were fine. I entered. I opened the door, leaving just enough room to stick my head out. "Vanesa Lee?" I asked a little unsure. "That's right, if I'm not mistaken you are Elizabeth Hills." She placed her head on a laptop on her desk. "Exactly, it's me," I smiled. "Perfect, please come in and make yourself comfortable." I debated entering, I was sorry that he saw me in these looks, being my first day the first thing he would think of me is that I am surely one of those immature girls. I'm lost, but still I got in Vanesa continued typing on her comput
I’m yours I told you
"Is seriously?" Nicholas stood up, buttoning a button on his jacket. "That's how it is. Tell Vanesa to take you to one of the cubicles and bring you up to date. Even though you will be on probation for a week, we will pay you." He came around the desk, walking towards me."Now I have a meeting, very important people are waiting for me, Elizabeth." Nick positioned himself in front of me. I insist, this man smelled very good "It will be a while before you start working for the position you applied for." "How?" I frowned. "Like I told you: you'll have a trial week. Vanesa has a lot of work so I want you to take care of me." I didn't understand anything that Nicholas was saying. "I do not understand." "When I need something I'll call you." He winked at me, then turned and left the office. What has happened? I went out behind him in search of Vanesa, I found her in the hall with some folders in her hand. "Elizabeth, how did you do?" "Well, I have a trial week. He told me to g
I’m yours Remember
—Remember to be ready at that time, one of the things I don't like is waiting when I have already announced the time to pass, ok? "Okay," I lowered my gaze. Nick took my chin, directing it to his face.I don't like it when you look down, it's a symbol of defeat and here you have to overcome those things, besides, please, every time I speak to you, you must look me in the eye. His hands were soft, the way he touched my chin was delicate. This man even had class to touch something. "Okay, Mr. Miller," I nodded looking into his eyes, those eyes that could convey more than just a glance. "If you have a problem with your outfit, you can tell Vanesa to help you, tell her to take that moment off and that the expenses are on my behalf, I'm fair and I know that maybe right now you don't have enough money" he winked. "I feel sorry for you." I clasped my hands. "Don't worry about that, Elizabeth, this company spends on other things. Before anything else, you leave me your address, I'll w
I’m yours Dinner
"As I was saying, Nicholas, I'll give you a week to solve that problem. Not one more day. You know how I am about that." Mr. Miller gave his son a reproachful look. I had no idea that Mr. Miller was this demanding. I didn't know Nick much but I had heard he had brought the company to the top more than his father. And obviously there will be problems along the way, but deep down I knew that Nick would be able to solve them. It's just that apparently not even his own father trusts him. "You've told me twice already, father," Nick replied, his attitude absolutely angry. But he held back. Dinner was proving a bit awkward. As we all ate, the three of us gave each other uncomfortable glances. Until Mr. Miller's stayed with me. I tensed at that moment. "How did you tell me that you're calling?" Now his tone was calmer with me. "Elizabeth Hills," I replied a little nervous. I was having dinner with three imposing men. I felt prey to them. "Elizabeth ... I guess your friends ca
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