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
KATEAfter taking a shower, I join Lisa on the sofa."So... how's the work going?" I say, picking up the beer on the table."Well, apart from the fact that my boss is a bastard sometimes.""Believe me! I know what that's like.""But you have the advantage that he is a very hot bastard boss.""He is an asshole.""But he is still hot, but changing the subject, what are we going to do on a Monday night?""I don't know about you... but I have a date.""No, really?" She throws the pillow at me, euphoric. "Who is he?""A guy I met on the flight to Switzerland.""Wow, and he lives here?""Yes."What's he like?""Normal.""Oh, Kate, please! No one describes anyone in such a way. Tell me.""I don't know... We had lunch together one afternoon in Geneva. We met by chance. He seemed to me a very experienced and gentleman.""Did you two have lunch together? And you didn't tell me? You have to tell me when you meet a guy.""I'm sorry. I didn't think it was a big deal. But he called me today and ask
KATEWe were having a pleasant conversation until he parked in a garage in a Soho building."Tell me, Kate, what made you accept coming to my house?" he said."I like you. I mean, the way you act. You're simply charming," I replied."Thank you." He's so mysterious and, at the same time, so sincere."I think you have a way with words, Mr. Kent," I said."You have to learn how to win people over in my world. You know how it works.""Yeah, I know. You know, I liked having lunch with you that day. You helped me clarify some things.""I remember well. You asked me why someone like me would be interested in you," he said as he got out of the car and walked around to open the door for me. "You're an amazing woman, and even more amazing for not realizing it. You have everything a man is looking for. I mean, a man like me. You're intelligent, beautiful, and determined. A little too young, perhaps. But mature enough.""I feel flattered," I said. He smiled with perfect teeth. His blue eyes spark
NATHANThe blonde is wearing a mask, her gaze is quite familiar. She is very hot, and her movements are provocative. She's wearing only a small panty, which she's about to take off. The scene is completely erotic. The music is sensual. The sofa is quite comfortable in the small room. She keeps dancing. I really want to touch her. I want to touch her perfect breasts and suck her pink nipples. She starts to approach, dancing towards me, before taking off the last piece. Her gaze is somber, and I feel like she can see into my soul.She gets very close, making me even harder. She puts one of her legs on the side of the sofa, never taking her eyes off mine. I try to touch her, but she stops me. Climbing onto my lap, she starts rubbing against me, pressing her sex against my cock. I feel like I'm going to cum. I wonder why she has such a strong effect on me. She holds my chin. I know those eyes... She gets closer. Our lips are almost touching."It's over. You ended us. You will never have m
NATHANAfter a workout of about two hours, I return to my house, take a shower, and try to rest. I was still trying to understand how I let things get to this point. In just one month, a simple woman was able to mess up my whole life. All because of incredible sex. Who was I kidding? There was nothing simple about her.How was she able to be with someone else? She is mine, and she knows it. Shit, I'll never be able to forget how good it was, as long as she's around, and I can't fire her. I can, but that would be too dirty even for me. I could never do that. I know how important all this is to her. And I hate the fact that she is too competent. If she were just any bitch, I could fire her without remorse.But the way she is acting, going out with someone else as if what happened between us doesn't matter, makes me want to act the worst way with her too. I could make every second of her life hell when she's by my side, but that would only be exciting if I could fuck her. Oh, fuck. I hav
NATHANOn Wednesday, I decided not to go to Ryan's. I wanted to leave her intrigued. I felt like an idiot for doing so, but even if she's seeing another guy, I know I still have some effect on her. The proof of that was her concern. I couldn't sleep properly thinking about how I would get her back. Provoking her has always been the best strategy, so I decided to keep using it, as I always get a good response. She transformed when she was angry. She became sexy and it turned me on. I want to see her like that again. But I can't act at Ryan's. She would use work as an excuse at the first opportunity. I have to think about how I'm going to do this, and quickly. I need her back, I can't be without her, it's driving me crazy.She's at her desk. Using a damn pair of glasses while reading some papers. Sexy as hell."Good to see you arrived on time." First move. The perfect way to start the day. She looks up at me as she notices my presence."Good morning, Mr. Ryan. What did you say?""I said