NATHANMy heart races at the mere idea of someone seeing her like this. Before she opens the door, I step in front of her, holding her hand on the doorknob, preventing her from turning it."You're crazy? Do you think you can walk around naked like that?""You challenged me, Ryan.""God! I was just joking!" She laughs."Why are you so worried?""Because I don't want anyone to see you like this. You should think the same.""You're not my owner." Her expression turns serious again."You're mine, and I'm talking in the most possessive way possible.""I'm not an object to belong to you.""I can't even understand you, Kate. You told me to go away, and then you came here semi-naked, in my bed. You say you want me, and then you act totally indifferent. What do you want from me?"I feel so stupid, she's just a woman! There are so many others. She looks away."What do you expect? That I stay with you while you sleep with anyone?""What are you talking about?""You're such a jerk. You were flirt
NATHANThis meeting is going to be even more of a challenge now."Try wearing something uglier next time," I say, sitting on the edge of the bed, frustrated. She approaches, puts her hands on my shoulders, and straddles me. I close my eyes. Is she kidding?"Oh, my God! You just told me to stop, and now you want me to control myself with you like this?" She puts my hands on her waist. "Stop, or else..." I open my eyes, facing her diabolical smile."I was just going to say that if you manage to close a good deal, we can celebrate later. Now let's go!" She gets up."I need a few minutes." I needed to take care of the problem inside my pants. Which would be much easier with her help."For what?""I'll be down in a minute.""You're not going to do what I'm thinking, are you?" She tries to hold back her laughter."How do you expect me to leave this room like this?""You're not a little boy, Ryan! Let's go! The driver is already waiting.""With your help, we could solve this in two minutes."
NATHANIn the car, I loosen my tie and turn to her."What did the rich kid want?" I ask."Rich kid? Do you have a mirror at home?" she responds sarcastically."Don't play dumb.""You're talking about Mr. Taylor?""Mr. Taylor?""Michael Taylor.""Did he also give you an address for a possible visit?""Are you jealous?""He wants something that's mine.""What's yours?" She furrows her brow. I tuck a loose strand of her hair behind her ear."You're mine," I say, leaning in to kiss her neck."No," she pulls away."Why not?""Are you crazy?" She looks ahead, to where James is driving. My dear, this man knows more of my secrets than my own mother. I press the button to close the window separating the back seat from the cab."There, now he can't see us.""But he can hear us.""Not if you're quiet.""No, Ryan." What's her problem? She was completely wet just a few minutes ago?"Do you want to drive me crazy? You're lucky we're not in a place where I can do whatever I want with you.""That pla
KATEWhen he returns from the bathroom, he approaches, trying to touch my hair."Don't touch me," I say. He smiles."Are you annoyed?""Go to hell!""Did I hurt you?""You literally fucked me, you son of a bitch," I say, seething with anger."Maybe you'll think twice before disobeying me now."I stand up, feeling a slight pain in the middle of my legs. I walk to the bed, throwing myself onto it, and burying my face in the pillow. I hear him moving around the room before I feel his hand on the inside of my thigh and then on my butt."You're not satisfied? Wasn't it enough?" I murmur, pulling the sheet to cover my body."Kate..." he caresses my hair."Let me rest.""Are you angry?""I don't want to talk to you now or look at you. Leave me alone.""Okay."What does he expect? That I'll be happy when he prevents me from orgasming? I feel him get out of bed and hear his footsteps until the sound disappears. I knew this had been a game to him, trying to punish me, like he had done before in
KATENathan takes a deep breath and begins to walk. I follow him. He holds my hand, leading me down a hallway and stopping in front of a door. He opens it, almost forcing me to enter. It's a huge room with a fireplace and large sofas in burgundy. He puts his hands to his head, messing up his hair."We shouldn't be here," I say."What were you doing with him?""Bryan? Just talking.""He was touching you, and you didn't seem bothered by it.""He was touching me? I didn't...""I don't want him laying a finger on you.""God! Are your family relationships always like this? And why do you care? Shouldn't you be with your new girlfriend?""She's just a girl, Collins.""Great! Bryan's just a friend.""A friend who wants to take you to bed.""And?""Do you want to?""Fuck off!""I know him, Kate, believe me, he doesn't just want your friendship.""It doesn't matter. What matters is that you're being possessive, and I don't like it.""You're mine. And I can't stand the thought of anyone even to
KATE "Thank you," I approach him after unbuckling my seat belt and kiss him on the cheek."So, is that it? You're not even going to invite me for a drink?""This is just a ride, and maybe I'm not the best company tonight.""You seem like the best company to me. And I'm not talking about anything, you know, beyond having a drink and talking." Why not? Because it's risky being around him while I'm so angry with Ryan. But I imagine how annoyed Nathan would be about it."Okay. Having a drink and talking is fine with me."We leave and walk to the entrance. Bryan doesn't take his eyes off me in the elevator. I know what he wants, and yet I let him come up. Maybe it was a mistake. But I can control the situation. Can't I? We get out of the elevator and walk to my room."Welcome, Mr. Pearse." I open the door, smiling."Thank you." I point to a sofa, and he sits. "Do you want some whiskey?""Yes, please." I head to the whiskey bottle left by Nathan on the table. What is he doing? I thought to
KATEIt's almost midnight. I wonder where Ryan is right now, maybe in someone else's bed. And me? I am alone. The anger still consumes me. I hear knocks on the door."Open up." It's him. I stand up and force myself to open it. He enters with haste and an angry expression. I close the door and turn to him. I feel that he would burn me alive if he could. His jaw is clenched, and he doesn't even blink. "Did you have fun? How many different ways did you let him fuck you?" I can't believe it. My reaction is instantaneous. My hand hits his face hard, and I keep hitting his chest."Bastard! Asshole!" I growl. He holds my wrists, trying to restrain me. "Let go of me, you imbecile! You have no right to treat me like a whore! You fucking asshole! You are the biggest son of a bitch in the universe!""I saw him leave.""Go to hell!""What's gotten into you?""You bastard! You have no right to complain about anything, you fucking asshole! You must have had a long time of fun with that bitch!""Wha
NATHANI almost panic. I try to calm myself, imagining that it might just be an apology. But apologizing is not her style. Damn it! She can't do that! She's not like that. She wouldn't give up so easily. No. She definitely wouldn't do that.Megan knocks on the door. My stomach is upset, which is completely ridiculous! Miss McCartney's expression doesn't help matters. She walks over to my desk and hands me the envelope. I feel a horrible sensation."When did she come?" I ask without looking at her, afraid she will notice something different in my tone of voice."I think about an hour ago." I wonder if she's all right, or if she just decided to forget everything so easily."Was she..." I stop, realizing that I shouldn't ask this kind of question."Sir?"Nothing. You can leave.""Yes sir."I hear her footsteps until she walks through the door and the sound fades. I stare at the envelope in my hands. Deep down, I already know what's inside. But I can't accept it. I can't. I start to open