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 sROSE 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 I was sitting in the copy room of the office, the only place where no female employee sneered at me and no male employee tried to be friendly. I was wondering if I could get away by just disappearing from here and as the thought came I stood up, already planning to make my escape. I will handle whatever happens but I just want to leave, run far away from here, from that arrogant arsehole. I grabbed the door knob but it twisted in my hand and the door was pulled open from the outside. The lady that I’d seen outside his office stood there smiling at me. "Mr. R. K. wants to talk to you," The lady said, her words as crisp as her white shirt and skirt. I don't want to go, I wanted to shout at her, but what I said was docile, so unlike me, "Yes, of course." I knocked on the glass door and heard his command to enter. When I was just inside the door, not taking another step further, and looking everywher
ROSE I took a deep breath as I stepped out of the building. And, for the first time since this morning I felt like there has been a weight lifted off from my shoulders. Closing my eyes, I gathered myself, rethinking all the things that happened with that asshôle. I was just about to turn to the side pavement when a well attired man, in a three piece suit stepped up in front of me. "Miss Rose," The man extended his right hand for me to shake. His black eyes crinkled at the corner as he gave me a genuine smile. He looked in his forties, but I didn't know whether he was Indian or not as his accent sounded foreign but the manner and looks looked like he was familiar with the environment, with my country. "Hi." Little awkwardly, I placed my hand in his and was surprised when he placed a chaste kiss on the back of it. "I'm Gavin. I'm very honoured to meet you. And, let me tell you that you do the justice to your n
ROSE I didn't know why I even bothered, it wasn't like I cared for this bastard but seeing the drop of blood on his lower lip and imagining that it must be causing him pain brought about all the caring instincts of mine to the surface. Not knowing what took over me, I brought the first-aid kit for him and thank god I didn't make a fool of myself by further treating his injuries. At the last moment my mind cleared from the spell and I turned to rush out of there, thinking that the person who hurt him, Arjun, can probably help him, but then he stopped me in that deep commanding voice of his. "Stop." That single word halted me as if an invisible string held me attached to him. And, I stopped. I had no idea why this was happening to me. One moment I just wanted to bitch slap him upside down and the very next when I saw him hurt I wanted to soothe him. Get a grip, Rose. "Turn around, Miss Ro
RYAN I paced impatiently in the condo I had purchased when I shifted to Mumbai for the business. It didn't come cheap being the top floor apartment and given the view of the sea. The family that lived here was initially very sentimental with it, but when they got triple the actual price of their ‘so called sweet home’, that is, twenty million above the market value, they weren't so emotional. And, that's what I like about people, everyone has a price. It's just a matter of finding out the right one. Two days ago I was itching to go back to New York but now I was looking forward to my time in Mumbai. I was looking forward to have her at my mercy. There was something about the way she fights back, at least she tries to, like a lioness, but when something goes wrong or she loses control on her emotions, she appears like a wounded kitten that makes me want to comfort her on some base level. And, in those moments all my instincts scream at me to just take care of her, to console her t
ROSE When I walked into the office, it was quite and dark. The lights were off and not a single peep could be heard. As I walked to my desk outside the devil's lair, I switched on the every button on my way so by the time I reached my desk the whole office was lit like it was Diwali. I placed my hot chocolate on my desk before I made my way to his office to give him his devil’s brew. When I knocked on his office door there was no reply, so I knocked again, now a little bit irritated as I could clearly see him sitting there using his iPhone as the glass doors were not fogged. I knocked again, a little louder this time, almost banging my fist on the glass. Finally, the douche-bag looked up and just stared at me through the glass doors. "Come in, Miss Kapoor, no need to break down my office door." I rolled my eyes as I entered. Walking up to his desk, I placed his coffee in front of him and then I was about to turn away wh
ROSEKnowing the fact that Mr Arshôle will be searching for anything out of the order to punish me, because I had given him a reason to do just that when I had escaped his office, I took great care in completing every task on my to do list. But now when it was time to enter his office and face him, I was once again filled with apprehension at the thought and it basically felt like I was to enter a lion’s den without any weapons to protect myself. Looking around the office and noticing all the people doing their work, I berated myself for being this scared of him. Come on, Rose. You are braver than this. After giving myself a little pep talk, I picked up the little diary that was left behind by the previous assistant and also took the pen from its holder in case the devil demanded me to write something down. Standing outside the fogged doors, I hesitated a bit before knocking and then wiped my suddenly moist hands on my dress. A
ROSE "As much as I appreciate the friendliness in my office, it's beyond my understanding that why should an employee of software department would be here during working hours," Ryan said quietly, one eyebrow raised in silent enquiry in Shiva’s direction. "Sir, I actually.." Shiva trailed off when Ryan stopped him with a hand gesture. "Lunch is over since last ten minutes. Get back to work," Saying that he disappeared in his office. Chewing on my bottom lip, I said my bye-byes to them both and just as they both left my desk and disappeared into the elevator, the buzzer went off. I knew it!!! Dreading what was going to happen, I entered his office. He couldn’t be upset about Monica and Shiva’s visit to me now, could he? It’s not like I invited them! Ryan wasn't sitting on his chair like usual, I found him standing by the windows. His back to me so I couldn’t see hi
ROSE I waited. I waited some more. He didn’t come. And, I realised that despite me not wanting to be one, I seriously became a pathetic wife of a fourth grade movie. The last I checked the time before my body gave up on me and my eyes closed on their own accord, the clock showed 1:20 in the morning. The sleep didn’t come easy, even when my body was exhausted. The scene I had watched on the local news kept running through my mind. He’d changed his clothes, obviously in the office. In black form fitting three piece suit showing his muscular arms and strong thighs with those broad shoulders he stared into the camera like someone had given him the sour lemon to suck on. But, I didn’t see the reason of his disappointment other than the lack of privacy because that stick thin bitch who I’d seen him with in the restaurant last time I’d the unfortunate luck to find them together, was glued to his side like a jock. In one of the picture, she posed with her arms around his neck
RYAN I was on my desk, still thinking about last night when Rose had kissed me all over my face and body as if apologizing for my crappy childhood where my parents didn't love me. And it felt good. My mind was also filled with the conversations I had this morning on the phone with her, when Rose had knocked on my office door. “Come in.” I had caught the eye roll she did before she could hid it from me. “Are you rolling your eyes at me, Miss Kapoor?” “No.” She answered immediately, her face pink. “I wasn't.” She shook her head for good measure. I only lifted my eyebrow at her, a smirk on my lips. “I just wanted to ask, when are we leaving?” “Come here.” I said. She looked at me then back at the door, a contemplative expression on her face. I pushed the button to lock the door. Rose came forward, a little unsure and a little excited. She loved my games as much as I loved playing them. She stood in front of me on the other side of the desk. I pushed my chair back and patted t
RYAN “I will be there,” I said into my phone, pacing around my office. My fingers beating an erratic rhythm on my thigh. “But, I miss you.” Came the softly spoken words. “I miss you, too.” I replied, closing my eyes and dragging a hand on my face. “Please, come soon…” “I will. I promise.” When I turned back around, Arjun looked at me with his brows high up on his forehead. “What?” I barked at him. I was restless. I needed to go home. My soul was beating me day and night for staying here. But, my mind and body wanted to live here. With her in my arms. With Rose. With my lioness. “So, you’re going back?” My best friend and bane of my existence asked. “Wasn’t that what you wanted?” I tossed back at him as I took my seat behind my desk. “Sure, but, you obviously don’t want to.” “Shut up.” I hissed at him. “Book the flight for took weeks from now.” “Two weeks?” “Yes. Two weeks.” Everything was back at home. Everything, but her. And, I had to accept it. I had
ROSE We didn’t make it inside the apartment entirely when he did what he said he’d do. Ryan slammed me against the wall near the door and kissed me hard with all the pent up sexual desire he was withholding. The door slammed shut beside us but we both were tasting, licking, biting and feeling each other. Consuming each other as best as we could. “Fuck, I’m so fucking hard.” I didn’t know why but his dirty, filthy words, said in that guttural tone always have me dripping with arousal. I could feel my nipples hardening and my breasts felt heavy wanting his hands all over me. Ryan didn’t wait. And, I didn’t want him to. His deft fingers worked fast, a minute didn’t pass before he had my top over my head and my jeans unbuttoned. His fingers clutched my panties as if to rip them away. My eyes snapped open and I pushed him away. Oh god. I was such a dork. “I—I need to use the washroom.” He was panting so heavily, his nostril flaring and he looked like the eleven year old kid wh
RYAN The meeting was long, but important. But as important as it was I couldn’t help myself from checking on her between the meetings. She didn’t have her phone on her so checking the GPS was out of the options, but when I opened the app to the camera of my office there she was. Most of the parts I missed during the meeting as I watched her. It was little fascinating to watch her when she was unaware. The way she bit down on her bottom lip as she flipped through the files, her fingers playing with the tendrils that had escaped her bun and the way she delicately smoothed the tendrils back behind her ear. I know it was stalker-ish but it was also fascinating to watch her like this. Then she opened the drawer and picked out the bottles. My breath stopped as she perused them. I knew that she already knew about them, but I haven’t seen her expression, and now I watched. But, her beautiful face didn’t give away anything as she slid them back into the drawer and took out the stapler
ROSE We were both sleeping in the bed in his apartment as usual. I was splayed out on top of him, my head rested in the middle of his chest and my arm around his waist. I didn’t know what woke me up and then I heard him above me. “It’s important for me. I can’t let him go.” A pause, then, “Fine, but, I’m coming.” I felt his arm coming down on my back. I didn’t budge, pretending to sleep as I regulated my breathing. I felt him, slowly, carefully, removing himself from under me. When he was out of the bed, he pulled the covers over me and kissed my forehead. I heard him moving around the room, heard the rustle of clothes as he got ready. Five minutes later when the front door clicked shut, I crept out of the bed. I quickly donned my discarded jeans and blouse as I decided to follow him. I had no idea, how I was going to do that but… I just could let it go. When I reached the lobby of the apartment building, I saw the BMW rounding out of the driveway. Shit!! I looked around mys
ROSE Ryan came barging out of his office when I didn't go inside. Now, he was standing in front of my desk, but I didn’t look at him. I refused to even spare him a glance. He was seething. I could feel the heat of his anger. “Can't. You. Hear. The. Fucking. Buzzer. Going. Off?” Ryan asked.And, without looking at him I could tell that he was grinding his teeth so hard. His words came out hissed. Taking a deep breath, I finally looked at him, met his angry grey eyes and pasted a cheery smile on my face. “Yes, I did hear it.” He looked at me, waiting for me to elaborate, when I didn’t, he pushed out the words, “Then, why didn't you come inside?” “Because, I didn’t want to.” I shot back at him. A week has passed since the night he'd confessed to me that there was no one back at home, and I had believed him. I didn’t have any proof but I believed him. Since then, every night I had spent in his apartment, in his bedroom, in his bed and in his arms. His rough plays, his mind
“There is no one back at home.” Ryan said, without any preamble. For a moment my hands stopped their movement but then I resumed my movement to caress him, not wanting him to stop talking. It was the first time he was talking about anything of his life. He settled himself again, this time holding me tightly to him as he rested his chin on top of my stomach and met my eyes. “No wife. No fiancé. No girlfriend.” I wanted to ask hundreds and millions of questions but I didn’t. I waited for him to say whatever he has to. “The girl in the restaurant was the daughter of a business associate. Arjun was the one who roped me into going to her birthday party.” He made a face. “Asshole.” I smiled at him, sometimes he was so damn cute, so different from the raging-controlling bastard that he becomes. “Don’t you smile!” He pinched my nipple, making me gasp, then suckled them. And as much as I was enjoying it, I didn’t want him to stop talking. Thank God, he didn’t, as he continued, “I was co
“Don’t talk.” He said in his deep baritone. “Let me concentrate or otherwise it could slip somewhere high….” Saying that, his wet finger with my arousal trailed to the pucker between my ass cheeks. I didn’t breath. I stopped breathing and for a moment it seemed that even my heartbeat stopped as I understood his meaning. Excruciatingly slowly, he inserted the cold object inside me. As small as it was, I could only imagine it to be the vibrator he had given me and my assumption was right when the slow thrum of vibrations began inside me. I bit down hard on my lower lip to stop the pleasurable whimper that was dying to escape. “Perfect.” Ryan said, and I imagined him with dark stormy gaze perusing my naked form. “Count with me, would you?” He didn’t wait for the answer as he delivered three slaps to my ass cheeks. “Rose...” Bastard. “One. Two. Three.” With every hard slap I felt my inner muscles tightening around the vibrating egg in my pussy. I was so close. I wanted him to j