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ROSE “Don’t worry, Rose. You’ll get the job, I have a feeling for this one.” Natasha, my best friend said as I parked my beat up fifteen years old civic in front of her office building. “Oh yeah, how do you know that?” I asked her, praying that this time she was right in her intuition. “Well...” She gave me a long look as she said, “Look at you, hotness overloaded. If he doesn’t give you a job on the basis of your talent, I’m sure you’ll melt him from how beautiful you look.” I laughed and yeah, she was right I did feel beautiful. In my black denim skirt that had slit high enough to show my upper thigh which I hadn’t wore since I bought it a year ago on a whim and white silk blouse that hugged me so comfortably, I was confident to say that I looked and felt pretty in that moment. “Thank you,” I said, laughing with her as she opened her side of the door and got out. "Hey," I stopped her, and when she turned around to face me. “I love you,” I said to my best friend as I turned
RYAN I was sitting in my hotel room staring at the dirty piece of paper in my hand, more accurately a dirty résumé. I had already read it sixteen times and I was about to read it again when my best friend, Arjun said, "Stop staring at it, Ryan. It's not like she'll gonna come out of it." But oddly I wanted her to, that is to come, in both senses. I closed my eyes briefly seeing again those big green eyes with a hint of blue in the middle, the time she got all angry when I suggested to give her money, and that cream like slope of her neck flushed with anger a little lighter than her cheeks. I wanted to see how far that flush could go and I can bet it goes to very delicious places and her name it goddamn suits her, Rose. Her lips were exact same as rose petals and when she got them wet with her tongue before mouthing to me. ‘Fûck you.’ My thoughts were interrupted by a tiny voice, "Sir.." She didn't even get the chance to speak her next words before I bellowed on her, "Don't yo
ROSE I stepped out of the elevator taking in wide foyer of the hotel, I can't imagine what possessed me to do this, I am standing in one of the biggest hotel of Mumbai in black, silk nighty for the job interview. The woman at the reception looked at me like I was some kind of a dirty hooker, and when I asked for the directions she gave me a disgusted look before pointing me towards the elevators. I wasn’t prepared for all of this and then I met a man in the elevator who told me not just a room but Mr. R. K. Johnson has booked the whole floor for todays interview session. He wouldn’t stop blabbering about all the accomplishments Mr Johnson has had in such a short time. I gathered from his unstoppable speech on Mr. Johnson that he was only twenty eight and a billionaire. And, he looked after his father's business, or empire, because there are so many businesses he was associated with. My assumption that he probably got it on a silver platter was disputed by the man, or more accurat
ROSE I curled my hands into fist to stop them from shaking. How could it be possible? I didn't know my bad luck could be this bad. I looked up at him with barely controlled anger and managed to walk to the single seat sofa rather than stomping on the floor. Oh, I know how I controlled that urge. "Well, your résumé?" He asked with a twisted smile, without saying anything to him I dug into Natasha's purse and took out the file that has my documents. I slid the file toward him on the table. This time he didn't say anything, just quietly opened the file. As he scanned it, his expression remained same except the slightest raising of his eyebrows, here and there. I knew what was he seeing. I've many certificates of participation in different activities, seminars and projects that I've done in my college. I was a fresher but not completely inexperienced. "Except your résumé everything seems to be here. And I s
ROSE 'Meet us at Rush @ 7:00. Big news.' I stared at the text message from Natasha and wished like hell that I could be able to say no to her. And, you would think after the morning I had, I've all the rights to do so and stay alone at my place while I feel pity for myself. But unfortunately I didn't have such luck, because even if I managed to stay at home, I was sure she’ll end up coming there and then she’ll drag me out to wherever she wants. So, it will much easier to just agree with her. ‘I'll be there. Just don't try to set me up with anyone.’ I texted her back and plopped down on the couch. After 10 minutes of changing channels on the TV, I settled on a music channel and closed my eyes as I recounted today's events. All the things that happened was horrible except that one thing. I knew I shouldn't have given into that kiss like that but the moment his lips touched mine I was a lost cause. A
ROSE Ryan Johnson took his time to look at me too. Down and up, his eyes roamed over me like a touch of feather. We stared at each other and it seemed like forever, but I knew it was only a few minutes then the moment was broken by my friend as she came by my side. "Oh my god. It's him." Natasha whispered in my ear but by the look on his face I knew he also heard her. I straightened my back or I tried to with all the alcohol running through my system, ready to grab my friend and leave his vicinity. He was an arsehôle who had insulted me and then kissed me without my permission, and just right now he ordered me on the phone like I was his property. "Hi, we met again." He said, extending his hand toward my best friend, his voice as smooth as silk. She quickly grabbed his hand and shook it, shook it, and shook it some more. I didn't know why I did it but I grabbed her hand and pushed her backward then I s
ROSE We went to the elevators, there were five of them, I started to enter in the one which was near me but the receptionist who was clearly a hater entered in the other one. I really wanted to stomp my foot at that moment, she was driving me crazy, but I stopped myself. Barely. I glared at her and stood far away from her in the elevator as the door closed. As we reached the thirty-fourth floor, she quickly stepped out of the elevator and went straight to the other receptionist on that floor. This floor was no different from the ground floor, elegant in style as the whole floor seemed to be in three colors that is black, white, and grey. Regardless of the space that offices and cubicles consumed, it still managed to look spacious. Both the receptionists were whispering something but I didn't listen to them because I was busy noticing one very important detail. The colour white. Oh god. He asked me to wear white because every employee there was wearing white. And I, only to spite h
ROSE When Ryan left the apartment to go back to his own, leaving me alone, I felt bereft as if something of very significant was taken away from me, but thanks to my best friend, my phone rang and brought me back from the state of melancholy. “Hello.” “Did you forget about our little get together?” Natasha asked me, her voice accusing. “No.” I lied. I totally had forgotten about her with all the things going on. “Liar.” She knew me to well. “So where am I coming? Send me the address.” “Well..” I paused, nervous about telling her. “I’m texting you the address, okay?” “Why can’t you tell me? Are you living somewhere worse than where we lived before?” She sounded worried and I felt like a total ass for hiding it from her. “Oh, no, no.. check the address.” I blurted out, hurriedly, or else she will start reciting the list of safety rules. There was a pause before I heard her shocked gasp and then Natasha stuttered. “What? How? It's fucking one of the high-end residentia
RYANI was in the shower when I heard the apartment door open and close. A few seconds later, her voice filtered in as Rose called out my name. “Ryan?”“In the bathroom.” I replied.When Gavin had told us about the accident, we had come straight to the apartment and then in our wet clothes we’d focused all our attention on Arjun. I didn’t even know if Rose had taken a shower or not, I’d remind her if she hadn’t. It will probably cause her a headache if she wore those wet clothes for any longer. I clenched my teeth at that thought, I was turning too soft where she was concerned.Maybe it was her own emotions rubbing off on me. I had seen the worry on her face for Arjun and I knew that despite the fact that she had known Arjun only since a few weeks, she deeply cared for him and her concern was genuine. The door opened. And, I looked up from where my head was hanging in the shower stall. I didn’t think she would come in here while I was taking a shower. She was still too shy for my lik
RYAN Rose turned in my arms, her wet hair hanging around her face. Her arms came between us and then gently wrapped around me. Her lips parted and her gaze darted down to my lips. I knew what she wanted, but I was still fucking angry with her. She was a liar. To test a theory, pinching her chin between my fingers, I whispered, “I want to fuck you so hard and fast, making that pussy clench around my dick like no man ever had before me. You’ll forget every fucking man that came in your life, between your legs, before me.” Her green eyes were huge pool of wonder and curiosity, her breaths turned shallow on hearing my dirty words. She panted against my mouth, her fingers digging into my back, trying to pull more closer to herself. And, I waited. I waited for her to tell me the truth. To come clear at this very moment, then maybe I won’t be fucking angry, but she didn’t. She didn’t say a single word. She didn’t tell me that she was a virgin. I had even heard the comment her best friend
ROSEAn hour later we were driving to a lunch meeting that Ryan had told me about, which started forty minutes ago. As usual Gavin was driving, while we sat in the back. From the information I had gathered when I prepared the file for the modelling venture, I came to know about other small businesses that Ryan had invested in. It wasn’t a very big investment considering his other projects and the business he had going on. But, I guess putting your money in different new places is a thing for billionaires. I looked at him, his hard profile was in view. A day's worth of stubble was darkening his jaw while his hair fell carelessly in disarray on his forehead. His eyes were focused out of the window as he stared at the passing streets, maybe wondering how to control the peasants while he ruled above them, sitting on a throne like a ruthless king. I snickered at my own thought. His head turned toward me and I felt the weight of those grey eyes, my smile disappearing. I looked back at h
ROSE Once again there was a white dress in a dark grey box with a strapless bra and… a thong. A thong. Damn. I had never wore one before. The thin line of cloth going between my ass cheeks never seemed alluring to me. But now as I held the super soft silken scrap of panties in my hand, I wanted to know what it'd feel like to wear it and be close to him in a short dress. It’ll be so easy for him to slip his hand under my dress if he’d want to. See, turning pervert! With a shake of my head, I decided to stop day dreaming and went into the bathroom to get ready for the day ahead. Almost an hour later when I walked out of the apartment building, I saw the BMW already waiting for me, it’s ignition running. Opening the back door I was a little surprised to see Ryan sitting there in his three piece suit. Waiting. “Good morning, Tio.” I said, sliding beside the devil who looked mouth-wateringly handsome. “Good morning, Miss Rose.” I inwardly rolled my eyes at his formal greeting,
ROSE I woke up gradually, slowly. My senses coming alive. Soft whimpers escaped my lips. I could hear moaning in the room, and realised a moment later that it was coming from me. My fingers curled into fists, it was too much. Unable to bear it any longer, my eyes opened with a jerk and I groaned loudly. My head came off the pillow and I tried to sit up, but stopped short as my refused to move. It took me a moment to realise that my hands were stretched above my head and were tied to the carved design of the headboard. “You’re awake. Good.” His deep voice vibrated against my core, sending short spasm through me. My eyes searched him and found him lying between my legs, his chin resting on his palm, and elbows on the bed. He was a perfect picture of a boy caught doing some mischief with a glint that shone in his eyes. “I was feeling like I was doing all the work for nothing,” Saying that he swiped his index finger between my folds. I gasped. And in result, he gave me a smirk. “You
ROSE "Either you give me a valid reason not to or I'm doing it" My mouth opened and closed like a fish out of the water, trying to grasp for words to discourage him but I ended up saying, “It is just wrong!!” I sounded like a five year old who didn’t know why the sun goes down in the night. I was cringing inwardly and whining out loud. “You are not shaving me… down there!!” “It’s not wrong, so many women do this,” He replied calmly as his fingers parted my lower lips and the bastard blew his cold breath there, making me forget what we were arguing about. Almost. “Sure they do, but not have their bosses do that to them.” It was the last thing I could think of. “When did you decide that I was your boss. Was it when you were draped on my desk and I was spanking you or when you were on your knees sucking me off?” Well, he had a point. “I.. I just..” “Can I?” Ryan whispered his question, interrupting my stammering. I think it was easier for him while my eyes were closed other
RYAN Standing at the bedroom door in my apartment, I looked at her. I looked the way she tilted her head to the side, trying to hear something but I had made sure not to make a single peep when I’d entered the apartment. I stayed there and took her in, the way she fidgeted with her fingers almost stopping the flow of the blood, so tightly she was gripping them. Her long dark brown hair cascaded down her back in waves making me want to fist them around my fingers. She was sitting on her haunches, legs folded back and that delectable ass was resting on her calves. Perfect position of a submissive. I don’t think she even realised how much she craved for someone to take care of her, to demand things of her, to control her and guide her. I could only imagine what her childhood had been like. Despite knowing every single detail I still didn’t know absolutely how her mind worked. From my snooping, and let’s just say it, stalking, I had learned that she had been aware from the beginn
RYAN “So what was so important at this hour?” Arjun asked as he came sauntering into Rose's apartment. And as he looked around he whistled, “Asshóle, you told me that there was no apartment in this building for sale.” “There wasn’t.” I said, giving him a speaking glance. “Well… it seems she is more important than me,” He replied, almost teasingly, as he settled his laptop on the table and took out all the files that I had demanded. “She is not,” I bit out through clenched teeth. “Yeah, sure. I believe you,” Arjun retorted back, smirking. As much as I wanted to wipe that smile off his face, I needed his help. “I called you because I needed something. Get on with it.” I knew I was being rude, but hell I was fed up with the bullshit that woman was putting me through. Any other woman and I would have tossed her out without a second thought, but she… she’s stuck in my mind, thoughts, my every damn pore. And, I wanted to flush her out of my system as soon as I get her nakéd i