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2024-10-29 19:42:56I tried my best to stop trembling. I didn’t want him to know that he’d got to me. I knew something like this would be coming, I just didn’t expect it to be so soon.
I breathed slowly, telling myself I just needed to pretend he wasn’t here. I started with my faithful grey hoodie, pulling it over my head and resting it sorrowfully over the back of the chair. Then my boots, and socks. Those were easier.Now it was going to start to get harder from here. Tying to delay the inevitable, I posed a question. “What even is the point of this Mr Stone?”He sighed, almost as if I bored him. “Miss Woods. If you can overcome being naked in front of someone, wearing the kinds of clothes you were in earlier is going to be a breeze.”
I hated to admit it, but that kind of made sense. I sure as hell wasn’t going to tell him I agreed though. He would get far too much satisfaction from it.
“Hurry up Miss Woods.
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When Vanessa came round to pick up her meagre supply of make up, she noticed the fancy bags that were sat in the side of my room. I cursed myself for not moving them out of sight.“What the…” She said open mouthed as she began rifling through the bags.I attempted to drag them away from her, but Vanessa had already seen enough to be able to question me.She placed one hand on her slender hip. “So, are you going to tell me what all this is about? And don’t tell me you’ve bought this with money that your mum has leant you.”I sighed. “Mr Stone bought them for me. He wasn’t happy with my last attempt at getting clothes for the office.”Vanessa raised her eyebrow. “Since when does he have a say in your wardrobe choices?”I didn’t answer and she glanced back at the bags. “Rosie…this stuff is really expensive. This must have cost over a grand…”
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After my makeover Adrianne gave me her details so that we could arrange my session. She’d also promised to show me how Jake had managed to make my hair look the way it did. I was pretty sure the only explanation was witchcraft.Just before I walked into Stone Marketing, I suddenly remembered that I needed to swap my shoes. I leaned precariously against a brick wall, attracting strange looks from many passers-by. Now I just had to make my way up to Mr Stone’s office without falling over.As I approached his office, Greta spotted me and did a double take.“Miss Woods…they’ve done quite the job on you.” I noticed that she actually seemed to be a little annoyed. Maybe that meant it did look good.I gave her a thin smile. “Straight in a presume?” I pointed to Mr Stone’s door.She inclined her head to tell me I was correct.I actually felt nervous about him seeing me like this. Would he
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That night I nervously undressed and slipped into a baggy t-shirt, deciding to leave my knickers off. On the way home, I’d debated just not doing it. After all, its not like Mr Stone had secret cameras in my room…at least I hoped not. But something told me he would just know. He had this irritating ability to tell when I was lying or holding something back from him. So, I knew I was going to have to go through with it. I decided to try and loosen myself up by downing a few cheap beers. As I laid down on my bed, I knew I was going to have to think of something, or someone, to make this work. I took a few minutes to shut my eyes, seeing if inspiration hit. Mr Stone came into my mind, but I knew this was only because he was the arsehole that was making me do this. It had nothing to do with him being attractive. Obviously. Suddenly, I remembered Matt. The trouble was, I’d only been able to briefly look at him a few times, I really needed some kind of photo
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“Mr Stone…” I went to protest.“It’s getting late Miss Woods, I suggest we get started.”I sat there opened mouthed. He was really going to make me do this.“Now, first of all put me on loud speaker so that you don’t have to hold your phone. You’re going to need both hands.” His voice was so clinical, as if he was instructing me how to turn on a washing machine…not myself.Nerves spread through me, although I also noticed a small sense of anticipation. Something about this made me excited. How stupid was that?I placed the phone on my bedside table with him set on loud speaker as he’d asked. He didn’t wait for me to confirm anything, instead just continuing on with his instructions.“I want you to strip off completely. Then open the box and take out the vibrator. It already has batteries inside. Once you’ve got it, lay down on your bed.”
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Adrianne met me outside Mr Stone’s building at 3pm. She looked up in awe at the structure.“Wow,” she said simply.I sighed. “Yep.”We made our way up to his apartment, and I braced myself as we rang the bell. He appeared a few moments later. I buckled a little as I took in his appearance. His hair had been perfectly styled away from his face, allowing his light stubble to highlight his angular jawline. A deep blue shirt clung tightly to his body. His top buttons were undone. Something that he didn’t do at the office. Dark trousers, equally as tight as his shirt, left little to the imagination. When I realised my eyes had travelled down way to far, I blushed and looked away.“Afternoon ladies, please come in.”He stood aside and allowed us to enter. As I passed him, the smell of a new cologne caught my attention. Was he making this much effort for me?He directed us towards a door. “If yo
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I didn’t hear anything from Mr Stone after Saturday. I wasn’t sure why I was expecting to, but I did all the same. I realised I wanted him to call me to let me know nothing happened with Emma. That as soon as he found out I knew her he had sent her away. I accepted how ridiculous this was, but it’s what I wished all the same. When I’d agreed to this arrangement, I hadn’t thought about him seeing other people. How stupid of me, considering the many different women I’d seen him photographed with.One good thing was that I was slowly starting to improve when it came to putting on make up. It didn’t look as good as when Adrianne did it, but I could definitely see progress. Part of me was also beginning to enjoy it. Having a routine in the morning that made me feel a little better about myself could only be a good thing. I wasn’t so used to the new clothes just yet, but then everything Mr Stone had bought me was more office appropria
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It was Wednesday morning, and I was sitting at my newly acquired desk. Mr Stone wasn’t in yet. Apparently, he was busy with an early meeting. I was glad of this though. It meant I had time to look over all of the research I had done on Blast without having the topic of Emma brought up. Despite being distracted, I had managed to do a fair amount. I even thought I had an idea on how we could market Blast in a new way that was still in keeping with the product.The office door was pushed open, and I braced myself to meet Mr Stone’s eyes. But it was not Mr Stone. It was Greta. I frowned as I considered how there was no chance that she would just barge in here if Mr Stone was in the office.She gave me her usual disapproving look. “The Blast ad team are waiting for you in the conference room,” she said stiffly.I rose out of my chair, quickly grabbing the folder I had prepared to take with me. “Where is it? The conference room I me
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Embarrassingly, it had taken me a while to get what Mr Stone had meant. When it finally dawned on me, I was unable to concentrate on any work for the rest of the day. In contrast, Mr Stone simply got on with his schedule. Occasionally he explained things to me or showed me different client portfolios. He acted as if everything was normal. As if he hadn’t asked me to masturbate in front of him in a few hours’ time.As the end of the day approached, I became more and more nervous. Eventually I gave up trying to pretend to work, and looked out of Mr Stone’s window at the city skyline.“Shall we get started?” His voice came from behind.I gave a small nod.“You don’t have your vibrator in your handbag by any chance, do you?” He asked it so casually. He might as well been asking if I had a pen.My eyes flicked to his. “Are you mad?”He laughed. “Some women do. I could hear ho
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I wanted to look at Vanessa, to what her reaction was. But my eyes were stuck on the screen, barely believing what I was seeing was real. His dark eyes seemed to be boring into my own.“My name is Ezra Stone, and I am a foolish man.”I felt my hands begin to shake, and I dug my fingers into the armrests to try and control myself.“I have lived a life without love, and so when it finally arrived, I didn’t know what to do. And so, I did the only thing I knew how. I pushed it away. But I no longer want to do that.”Tears began to slip down my face.“So, this my public pledge to win back the woman. The woman who’s smile melted my heart. The woman who showed me there was more to life than money. The woman who introduced me to milky tea and full English breakfasts. The woman who I want with every fibre of my being. The woman who changed my life, forever.”The screen cut out and the lights went up. I
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Eight long days went by. By the third day the story about Ezra and I was old news. He hadn’t contacted me at all since Vanessa had sent him that text message, and maybe that was for the best. A few days after the story came out, Emma stopped turning up to lectures. I wondered if Vanessa had talked to her dad, but she promised me that she hadn’t. At first, I wondered what had happened to her, but then I realised that I didn’t care. I shouldn’t be wasting my time thinking about people like that.I wish I could have applied the same principle to Ezra, but he was far more difficult to forget. Everything seemed to remind me of him. One of our lectures would cover a marketing trick that he used and I see him at his desk. I’d see a fancy deli and I’d remember his favourite food. Sometimes when I was walking down the street, I would catch a glimpse of a tall man in a dark suit, and I would snap my head towards them. But of course, it was never him.
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I was relieved that Vanessa decided to not adopt her usual ‘tough love’ approach. I’d managed to hold it together all day, but I didn’t have a lot left to rebuff any further judgement.“I can’t believe that bitch did this to you. This is why I work with animals. People suck.”We were sitting on my bed while I used a wet-wipe to clean the smeared make-up off my face from crying.“Yeah well…it’s not even her I’m the angriest with…” I trailed off, looking at the once pristine wipe that was now a grubby rag.Vanessa sighed. “Hah. I haven’t even got on to that bastard.”We went silent for a moment, neither of us knowing what to say.Just then, my phone rang. I fished it out of my pocket, almost dropping it when I saw who it was.“It’s him.”Vanessa’s face went instantly sour. “Don’t answer it!”
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So, this was what the threat had all been about. I hadn’t stopped seeing him, so as a consequence, nude pictures of me had been leaked, and false information printed. I wondered how Greta had got to the point of hating me this much. We barely even knew each other. Had she been in love with Ezra?By the time I got back to my halls, I realised I could still make my mid-morning lectures. The fact this thought occurred to me surprised me. After all, I could so easily sink back into despair and not leave my room. But I was tired of that. All my life I had been fearful about what others thought. That fear had kept me trapped, restricted from living my life. I knew I had nothing to be ashamed of. I had done nothing wrong. Hiding away in this room was going to solve nothing. It would only prove to the world that I had been beaten once again. Last time, Mr Stone had saved me, but this time, I was saving myself.Taking a deep breath, I found some of the fanciest clothes I
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The phone woke us both up with a start. It was early, that much I knew. Ezra clocked the name on the screen and answered it immediately.“Morning.”I heard a male voice on the end of the phone.“What do you mean?” Ezra’s tone changed from light to dark in seconds.“No, I haven’t seen them, I’ve just woken up.”Still on the phone, he got out of bed. He held the phone next to his ear with his shoulder as he pulled on his clothes without even casting a glance my way. Was it Mr Franks?“Yeah. Send me some copies over by email.”He strode into the kitchen, where I heard him switching on his laptop. I sprang out of bed, finding any kind of clothing to put on before going off to find him.He was sat down, elbows on the table with his fingers pressed into his lips. The deep frown line in his forehead told me this was anything but good.“What is it?” I
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I didn’t even want to blink. It was so incredible. I of course had never been on the London Eye, as it was too expensive. However, now I was up here, I could see it was worth every penny. I couldn’t deny how strange it was being in a glass bubble at this height, but the views were too breath taking to ignore. Some people might question how I could find a cityscape so beautiful considering I grew up with the turquoise waters of the south coast, but I did. It was a different kind of beautiful. To see all the wide spectrum of architecture both old and new was wonderful. You could see the majority of the London landmarks, from Big Ben to Canary Wharf. When I thought about all of the people living their lives in this iconic city, my head swam.Erza stood next to me in silence. He had booked out an entire carriage for our own use, so the only sound was the low hum of the structure rotating. At first I had chastised him for wasting money when we could have just got regul
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When we finally sat down to breakfast, I couldn’t help but let my mind wander back to the note. I ate the omelette he had made us in thoughtful silence.Noticing, he asked what I was thinking about.“The message…do you think we should contact the police?”Ezra shook his head. “No. Let me handle it for now. If we tell the police they won’t allow me to investigate myself.”I frowned at him. “But how are you going to do that?”“Rosie, don’t you remember I’m a billionaire?” He raised his eyebrow at me, before placing his knife and fork down on the empty plate. “I can hire people to look into it.”“…legally?”He began to laugh. “Yes Rosie. I’ll hire a PI that I know. I’m a CEO, not a gang lord.”I narrowed my eyes at him. “I just wanted to check.”He leaned back in his chair, his ex
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I was shaking so much that I dropped the paper. It fluttered to the floor, the harmless inanimate sheet flying through the air as if it didn’t have the disturbing message written upon it. Not wanting anyone to see, I bent down to retrieve it before shutting my front door and locking it.For fear of fainting, I sat down on my bed, doing my best to regulate my breathing. I wasn’t sure how long I sat there, but the next thing I knew my phone was ringing. I answered it, finding his soothing voice travelling down the other end.“I’m outside. Are you ready?”“S-someone, someone has left a note for me.” I stuttered.“I’m coming up.”I knew by the tone in my voice he could tell I was upset. Five minutes later he was knocking on my door.“It’s me Rosie, open up.”I went to the door to find him standing on the other side with a concerned look on his face.&ldqu
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The vibrator was lying on the bed next to us. He picked it up, his thumb flicking the switch on to the first setting. It hummed in his hands, and I stilled, as if I expected it to give me an electric shock when it touched my skin. He brought it closer and closer to my breast, hesitating just before it came into contact with my nipple. When it finally buzzed against me, I gasped. The sensation of the cool coating vibrating made my pussy get even wetter. It also reminded me how good the last time had been. He traced it from my breast, down my stomach, all the way to the slit between my legs. I let my head rest against his chest, closing my eyes to enjoy the moment.“You take over now.”I took a deep breath and allowed him to place the item between my shaking fingers. I almost dropped it, the adrenaline was pumping through my veins so hard. He returned his hands to my breasts, the action making me realise how much I actually wanted to touch myself. Witho
