(Mr Knowles Part 2)
Grayson was in the middle of a conversation about how sour his year had been with his best friend when he spotted the beautiful curly haired woman sitting alone and drinking gin, she was obviously distressed considering how she was drinking the worst kind of beverage with her shin rested on her arm, still he couldn't help but admire her beauty.
The music from the club was loud and the party blue lights were on but that didn't take away the fact that she was the prettiest woman in the room tonight, so he sipped on his drink and kept on gawking like a hawk until Connor realized his best friend wasn't paying attention anymore.
‘Hello there Mr Grayson Hunter...are you in the land of reality??'. He said wavering a hand over his face.
Grayson frowned, ‘I'm fine it's just—'
‘Damn I'll be pretty lost too', Connor laughed and nipped on his bottom lip the moment he saw who his friend was staring at, ‘You should go talk to her'.
‘No'
‘What do you mean no??'
‘I barely know her'
‘That's what a club is for dummy. To get to know people and have fun'.
‘Well she's drinking gin and when a woman is drinking gin, it means she isn't in the mood for—'
‘‘Come on don't be a wuss and go talk to the pretty lady. You're single now so be single...Jesus Christ Charisse really got your balls tied'. Connor teased and Grayson grunted under his breath rising to his feet, the pretty lady seated a few feet across certainly didn't look like she wanted to be bothered but he didn't have a choice—it was either have a conversation with her or be taunted by his best friend for the rest of his life....he picked having a conversation with her.
Kathleen reluctantly accepted his handshake even though there were butterflies churning her belly, for some reason her cheeks were rising with color just looking at this man. He was tall, had broad shoulders, beautiful curly brown hair and hazel eyes....then she also noticed the funny looking little mole at the side of his neck which she found charming.
He was also rich from what she noticed, although he did his best to hide that fact but being born into a life of hardship she knew luxury when she saw one—his original polo shirt, the nicely fitted Burberry pants and to crown it all up, a Richard Swanson watch...it was quiet luxury at best. In her normal state she knew she was definitely not his class but she was a tad bit drunk so she accepted his request to stay next to her and buy her more drinks.
‘So why's a pretty woman like you over here drinking and not on the dancefloor'. Mathew Knowles, or Grayson per say as Mathew Knowles was his alias and alter ego for when he didn't want someone to know who he really was.
Kathleen rolled her eyes, ‘I think I've heard this line before but yeah—i pretty much had a bad day so here I am, wallowing in self pity and alcohol'.
She was charming, he liked that and couldn't believe how he was smiling at her snarky comment, ‘Well if you're going to get drunk tonight then you might as well use a much better kind of alcohol', he turned to the bartender, ‘Hosé give her the special.... she'll love it'.
‘So you do come here often then Mr Knowles'. Kathleen raised her brows.
He shrugged, ‘Yeah after a pretty bummed week, unwinding with my best friend over there', pointing at Connor who was dancing, ’...is the best way I can spend my free time'.
‘Ohh you're lucky to have free time alright. I lost my job today just cause I wouldn't have a threesome with my boss and his obviously bisexual wife'. She responded and Grayson couldn't believe himself..laughing at a tale which was placating to the ears.
‘I'm sorry if I offen—'
‘Ohhh you're not I promise', she took a sip of the concoction made by the bartender and loved it immediately, ‘Being fired was the least of my problems today....do you know I actually found out my boyfriend of a couple of months is actually married???'.
He crossed his arms as he was now fully invested in what she had to say, ‘Tell me about it....'
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Two hours later and Grayson was already engrossed deeply in a conversation with this woman he just met, she was half drunk and he was too considering the amount of shots they both shared, but he liked her....he really liked her and for a moment he found himself falling in love with her which was stupid for a grown man like him.
In the span of two hours he knew all there was to know about her troubles, how she was in a relationship with a married man without knowing, ruined a pair of her red bottoms and to crown it all up she was jobless—a part of him wanted to give her a job opportunity at his office considering how he was looking for a personal assistant but that would be a breach of his most important rule.....Never mix business with pleasure.
Kathleen on the other hand felt so much better pouring out her frustrations to a mere stranger, Mathew Knowles was understanding, charming and as a bonus point he was a great listener. She really hated being in the club right now as she would've loved to know more about him but he was cleverly evading all her questions, the only thing she knew was that he owned a small tech firm which she knew was a white lie—he might own a small tech company but he was definitely born into a family of generational wealth.
So she cleared her throat, already drowsy with a throbbing headache when Grayson suggested they go somewhere else to spend the rest of the evening, ‘You're not going to kidnap me are you??'.
He guffawed and turned on his flirtatious switch, ‘Does taking you to my hotel room count as kidnapping??'.
She gulped hard, whatever act he was trying to do was clearly working as she felt the heat rising up in her cheeks. Ignoring how she enjoyed his company she couldn't deny the dim feeling of want inside of her—after all, he was handsome and she was too boozed up to think about the consequence of the decision she was about to take.
‘If you don't want to go with me I can totally—'
‘No it's fine', she laughed and took a deep silent breath, ‘The loud music's killing me anyway'.
He smirked, ‘So shall we go now??'.
‘Yeah', she smiled back, ‘But first we need to get something to eat....if you're going to kidnap me then you should do it with a full stomach'.
(Mr Knowles Part 3)Devante's had the best Philly cheese steak sandwich in the city and Grayson was glad Kathleen showed him the wonderful restaurant which almost left him breathless, she was a full bred New Yorkian considering the way she spoke about knowing all the hidden gems in the city unlike him who just fully relocated a year ago and traveling out consistently.They both shared a sandwich and another shot of vodka which almost knocked her out but she remained strong, he was actually baffled and impressed at the same time with the way she was able to hold her alcohol—it was fun drinking with a woman who wasn't knocked out by the third glass of Martini.Occasionally they both sent sultry glances at each other and Kathleen knew he wanted her, she wanted him too and going home with strangers on the first night wasn't her thing but Mathew Knowles was special—something about him sparked a flame inside which she didn't even know existed in the first place.Finally he mustered up enoug
(A night to remember....or forget)The bright Thursday sun of New York city shone brightly into the grand hotel's private suit and thus waking Kathleen from her slumber. She groaned under her breath and opened her eyes only to be bombarded by the most excruciatingly painful headache, she reluctantly sat upright and scratched the back of her head wondering what was going on.....and then the haze in her eyes cleared. She wasn't at her apartment!.A loud scream left her as she looked down and found herself naked, she yelped and jerked out of the bed in a midst of panic and looked around wondering what had happened the night before, and what she was doing in an obviously luxurious suite with her clothes on the floor and her panties on a chest drawer.She panted heavily and started to retrace her steps. She went to the club, then she met a beautiful charming man.....there it was Mathew Knowles! she met Mathew Knowles and they bot shared a delicious sandwich and she had the most beautiful,
(Mr Knowles is Mr Gray)‘Are you here for the interview?''Y.... yeah'‘Goodluck then. I hope your pretty face works in your favour', he laughed nervously, ‘That came out wrong didn't it??'.‘Ohhh you're fine'‘Well then', he nodded and stretched forth his right hand, ‘Jacob Hempstead. Internal relations manager....in other words I work here so no pressure'.Kathleen forced an awkward smile, ‘I'm Kathleen....Kathleen Turner but I go by Kathy or at least that's what people call me'.‘Nice to meet you Kathy and good luck with the interview. You're going to need it and take it as a tip—Mr Gray loves a good resumé'. He smiled and walked away.Kathleen wasn't sure why he was giving her such a tip but she appreciated it nonetheless. He was really lanky with frizzy blonde hair and nerdy glasses, he was handsome and charming too but she'd had her fair share of charming men—she had a one night stand with one of them and was abandoned in a hotel suite.Taking a deep breath she walked into the b
(All men suck!!)‘All men suck!', Kathleen could feel the tears brewing in her eyes as she plopped down on Gloria's couch, sipping a cup of coffee as she was ready to tell her best friend how embarrassing her interview went.Gloria sighed deeply, ‘I can't believe he lied to you like that'.’Ohh he didn't just lie', Kathleen hissed, ‘He acted like he didn't even know me. Like I was charmed by this man Lorie, for the first time since a few hours ago I had a glimmer of hope....only for me to be abandoned at an hotel with two hundred bucks like I'm some cheap hooker'.She was bitter, she was bitter and angry to the point where she felt like she would start crying. For the first time in her life someone made her feel so cheap that it hurt her ego, he stared right into her eyes and denied ever knowing her even after making her feel like she was special the night before—but who was she kidding anyway? a man like Grayson Hunter didn't go for the likes of her....poor and in debt.Gloria could
(The first day is always the worst day)Grayson knew he was in for a long ride when he spotted Kathleen standing right in front of the door with a cup of coffee ready for him. She was even more beautiful than the last time he saw her, her pencil skirt accentuated her curves and the green blouse with a little flower by the side just made his mouth water—the winning part was her hair, long, lustrous, shimmering and he knew she came from a line with good genes.With a hard lump formed in his throat he walks towards her and the plastered smile on her face threw him off guard for a moment, ignoring her greeting, ‘Where's my coffee??'.‘With no cream and two cubes of sugar as you requested sir'. She responded still with a smile which he was starting to find annoying. Honestly she didn't seem to be as shocked as she was two days before—a part of him found her determination impressive.His brows morphed into a frown as he took a sip, then it changed into a scowl, ‘Follow me into my office Mis
(In a monster's hole)For the rest of the week Kathleen had made a total of twenty-five coffees, thrown out ten packs of doughnuts which she didn't throw out of course but kept safely in Ophelia's cubicle, and had been yelled at thirty eight times over the darndest things.If his coffee wasn't hot she got yelled at, if it was too hot she got yelled at, if it was warm she also got yelled at for it not being too hot. He was at his worst after fighting with board members and she was at the receiving end of it, getting yelled at for even the paperweight not being placed correctly on the table.She was exhausted and not only was she exhausted, she was mentally and emotionally drained. There were a lot of times where she wanted to quit, slam his head against the wall like she always dreamed off and walk away in the most powerful stride ever.... but here she was, on her lunch break, in the employee lounge, eaten a stale macaroni salad given to her by Nana willow with the most depressing expr
(I hate my boss)Grayson was taken aback, he was expecting something else but certainly not her using the bathroom to defecate. It was already embarrassing as it is and he could see her eyes glistening with tears,no one wants to be in her kind of situation so she was dismissed with the wave of a hand to make light of it.Kathleen nipped on her bottom lip as she walked out of the office—the cowardly voice peered it's ugly head out urging her to quit, to walk away without paying her shame any glance but she was broke....she was out of groceries and hasn't had water in her apartment for a week. All she needed was a fat avaricious paycheck as compensation for her woes.The hours went by quickly and she wasn't yelled at or called in by Mr Grayson, which was a miracle as she couldn't bear looking him in the eye after knowing she had clogged one of his toilets. Her work hours was finally over when she was called in, rolling her eyes she walked into the office and noticed he took his jacket o
(Criminal)‘Hey you look tired'. Jacob walks up to Kathleen's desk the next morning with two cups of coffee in his hands.Stretching her arm as she was just interrupted from her open-eyed slumber, she yawned loudly, ‘Yeah I had a rough night'. By a rough night she meant having to iron out two extremely difficult suits, with so much tremble to not burn the delicate material that it was, go through a huge file case and was up until 3am having to figure out her outfit for work tomorrow..... yeah she had a rough night.‘Well you're in for a treat', Jacob smiled, ‘The coffee shop right across are having a party so I got us free coffee and a cream cheese bagel to go with it. Ophelia mentioned you've been eating bagels a lot'.Kathleen's cheese rose with color of embarrassment as it was the pure truth—she'd been eating bagels a lot for lunch as it was the only thing she could get, by that she meant the free box of bagels she in a dumpster near a Costco supermarket. It wasn't expired and unop