{Kelsie}Temptation. I tapped my lips lightly. My stepdad was right. Temptation could come in human form at anywhere but I wasn't so careful to avoid it. I acted carelessly and I could easily imagine my dad frowning at me and telling me in a calm voice full of matured fatherly love. "Kelsie, I warned you about men like Jason, they are dangerous. They are the definition of harmful temptation" He was right. I have never had kissed someone who wasn't my boyfriend before but I kissed Jason. He is my fake boyfriend, does that count? No. I got reemployed and the first thing I could do after serving coffee was share a kiss with my boss in his office. I rubbed my forehead. When did I become that kind of secretary, huh? I sighed heavily and stared down at the coffee in my hands in irritation. I clearly remembered how sweet Miss Andrew likes her coffee that it makes me cringe. Okay, yeah, I wasn't exactly cringing at her coffee alone, I was cringing at the fact that I kissed someone
{Jason}In my whole life, I've never had any reason to kiss my secretary, but I kissed Kelsie, the girl who threatened to cut off my lips if I have them on her sharp mouth. I have fired the other secretaries before Kelsie when they tried to seduce me in my own office, making it clear to them that I don't do secretaries, I don't do any of my female employees, well except contractors since they are only hired for a short period of time. I bit my bottom lip as the kiss scene displayed in my brain again. It was a beautiful kiss, speaking out our desires. Concentrating in the office has not been easy as I couldn't stop thinking about the kiss I shared with Kelsie. It wasn't accidental this time. It was a kiss made from passion and attraction. It was really beautiful. I dropped the file in my hand and grabbed another one but as I flipped through each papers, I was thinking about something else with someone in my imagination. Of course it was Kelsie again. I dropped the file on the
{Kelsie}After going through crazy emails from the girls Jason has fucked, Lucille also had to show more craziness in here. What was she thinking? That she could intimidate me? I didn't recognize her when she appeared in front of me, it was during the fight I remembered she was the same girl Jason's mother had wanted him to date or probably get married to? She must have think she is so special because Jason's mother wanted her to marry her son and that was why she thinks she could harass me in my own office. What really irritated me? Jason decided to go out with her after all the noise and troubles she made in the company. I huffed quietly, wishing I was able to give the bitch five pages of my mind. I grabbed my glasses and wore it back silently cursing Jason and Lucifer."Hello, Kelsie" A masculine voice greeted."What?!" I half screamed, looking up at the person at my desk. It was the CTO guy, Scott, holding a file in his hand. "Woah" He tilted his head, furrowing his thi
{Jason}Today was hilarious. The passionate office kiss,Lucille who Kelsie now calls Lucifer,The CTO guy, what's his name again? Yeah, Scott Ross, but Kelsie calls him Scott. Ugh!I was annoyed because Scott wouldn't leave Kelsie alone, I can easily admit it to myself that I feel jealous but not to Kelsie. I have always felt uncomfortable having the guys in the company around her and seeing her relax in their presence but chose to fight with me. She is also annoyed because she thinks I went on a FANTASTIC date with that witch, Lucille, Kelsie was right to call her Lucifer. As I walked to the bathroom to take a shower, my brain Flashbacked to the restaurant scene with Lucille. "You're fucking the secretary girl, aren't you?" That one question was enough to set my head ablaze. I knew what Lucille was doing right there, she only wanted to say shits about Kelsie, the same girl that punched my face for setting eyed on her naked boobs by mistake. "Look, Lucille" I placed my arms on
{Jason}Kelsie went still for a moment, confirming she must have felt something from the brush of her ass on me. She breathed out and focused back on the refrigerator while I tried to stop more wild imaginations from rushing into my brain box. After Kelske has grabbed a tub of icecream, she turned halfway at me, her skin making brief contact with mine. "Help yourself with the milk you want" She said before strolling to the living room and sat on the couch to dig in. I sighed and sauntered to the living room. I sat on the same couch with her, watching as she took her time to open the icecream tub. "I don't want milk anymore" I said, studying her reaction. "I want some icecream too" I said, pointing to the tub. She halted, blinked once and looked up at my face, her eyes meeting mine. "What do you really want, Jason?" She asked loudly with a firm but tired voice, pushing aside the tub "Isn't it enough that your girlfriend slash fiancee slash concubine slash whatever harassed me in
{Kelsie}Going from being mad at Jason to being set on blazing desire by him was crazy. The question was: How did I get there?It shouldn't be too surprising that I am now sitting on Jason's laps, his large hands covering my butts. The signs were there from the start, right from the tension in the office despite the heat of anger in us, moving to the refrigerator scene, then finally to how we settled our fights. If we can settle our fights with my body on his legs and his hands holding on my butts, then I think we need to fight everyday. Jason tenderly kissed the side of my neck, trailing his lips down to my shoulder while I shut my eyes and held the back of his head, feeling his soft hair on my palm. This guy is just starting and he is already making me melt on his laps. He raised his head to hold my gaze as his fingers started to work around the straps of my dress, intentionally sluggish in the action, seriously maintaining deep eye contact that made my throat dry. Jason could
{Kelsie}It was hard to focus on work today as all I could think about was everything that happened yesterday, making me blush hard at some point. Jason took me to a whole new level of pleasure with the way he pressed and pinched my breasts, but he had to ruin the night with his crazy marriage proposal. I let my fingers stay on the computer keyboard but the truth was that I wasn't typing anything. My face was on the monitor but I wasn't seeing the mails, all I could see was my body was on Jason's thighs, my nipples in between his fingers. That was hot. I've never felt so heated like that in my whole life. "Kelsie?" I've also never allowed anyone take off my glasses, not even my parents but it was different and surprising with Jason. I allowed him to take off my glasses and see the eyes I hide from everyone. Yeah, I'm a little complicated than I look. "Kelsie" I can't forget how Jason was so skillful with his large hands that he was able to easily switch from my ass to my breas
{Jason}Kelsie's question was doing a fantastic job in scaring the shit out of me, but I gotta be strong. I'm at the junction where she would make her decision about my marriage proposal, nothing will make me tremble. "We would worry about divorce later when we get there or if we ever get there" I said with a casual tone but I was lowkey still worried. I can't deny that I feel relaxed around Kelsie knowing well that she acts like an assassin most times, but sometimes, staring at her beautiful face and watching her speak using that light feminine voice do help to control my anger. She groaned "This marriage thing is hard, Jason" She involuntarily moistened her lips with her pink tongue making me remember the office kiss we had. It's been our first and last kiss so far, that is if the accidental kiss does not count. "I can't beleive I was actually thinking about it" She mumbled, caressing her ear with her fingers. "It's not so difficult" I shrugged. "We get married, I treat you as
{Kelsie}I have been feeling my mum's questioning eyes on me ever since I entered the kitchen for breakfast. My mum staring at me is the least of my problems when I still have the clear erotic dream I had with Jason in it. I sat on the barstool to have my breakfast but I changed my mind when my mum kept staring fixedly at me.I took my meal to my bedroom, no one would stare at me there, but as my AMAZING luck would have it, I met my stepdad at the staircase giving me the same questioning stare my mum gave me. Can they all just stop? They way they have those big eyes on me makes me wanna cryyyyyy!!!For fuck sake, they should stop before I really starts to cry over the fact that I miss my husband so much. ***Going downstairs for anything, anything at all, was difficult for me to do. I stayed in my bedroom, curling up myself in a ball most of the time to think about my loving husband. Why am I even doing this to us? Okay, I remember, to save him from having a great heartbreak tha
{Jason} I assessed Kelsie, from her long, soft hair that I wanna run my fingers through, to her smooth thick thighs. I searched her blue eyes, they lacked the light that brightens them up, the glint of mischief I used to see has disappeared and that makes me sad. Kelsie was too quiet, too calm, too peaceful and it bothered me. I prefer the Kelsie that questions me, groans in irritation, yells out her annoyance, shows how pissed she is at me. Damn, I prefer the Kelsie that throws lots of curses at me. When Kelsie is being fierce, fighting me with her mean words, glaring at me, it makes me feel like things are normal, my life is not out of order. That is kinda insane, right? And very hilarious, but it is true. "Are you okay?" I asked, worried about her. "I am okay" That's not true at all, she looks hopeless. "You're not" I told her. She gazed away "Why are you here, Jason?" "I. . ." I frowned at myself "I don't know!" I said, still thinking about her question. "I gue
{Jason}When I woke up, I knew instantly that something was off somewhere. I scanned the room and saw that Kelsie wasn't there. Something tells me that what happened last night was gonna change a lot of things but I don't want to believe that until I saw a note on the bedside table which says:'I'm sorry I left. I just can't do this anymore, you are too good for meKelsie' I crumbled the paper in my hand, feeling like I'm about to burst. She does not have to leave. She does not have to leave. She does not have to. . . .Fuck!!{Kelsie}Things happened so fast that I can't handle it anymore. Maybe it didn't happen that fast, maybe it's just the complicated me thinking it did. My phone beeped and I glanced at it, just as expected, it was Jason who had sent another message. He has called and sent numerous message. 'Where are you?''Please tell me you're okay' 'Kelsie, why'd you leave?' 'We need to talk' 'I miss you, babe''Please just tell me you're okay''Call me if you need
{Kelsie}The shock of my life? Jason being serious about the words; 'I love you'Yeah, that's shocking---and scary. There are so many girls he could have fallen in love with, perfect girls that fate would have paired him with, but he had told me he loved me instead of the other girls. I can't love him in the right way, I would end up breaking his heart just the way I did with the other guys. I can't keep a love relationship for a long time, especially with someone that loves me the way Jason does. Matt loved me, and I left him right after breaking his beautiful heart, God bless the guy, he was so good to me. Now, Jason is in love with me, I would leave him too one day. My mum was right when she said I wasn't all that understanding. It's why I can't form a good lasting relationship with the guys I've dated. Maybe Jason is still confused about his feelings. It's probably just lust messing up his brain. I know that it's been a while he's had sex with a girl, maybe after releasing
{Jason}I was feeling that heat again, not the sexual one, I'm not always horny. It's the heat of anger. "You shouldn't have let this happen!" I hissed at the two women standing in front of me, and man, I was missing my wife already. Her magical presence and that amazing coffee would have calmed me down a bit, but she does not work here anymore. She is now my wife. "I am so sorry sir" The two women chorused. I clenched my fist, trying hard not to yell at them. "We are sorry sir" I don't think I can actually stay quiet anymore. "Fuck your sorrys" I cursed not giving a damn about their wince. I wanted to say more, spit out more curses but I remembered Kelsie again. If she is here to hear the venom in my voice as I throw curses at my employees, she would be displeased. "You know how much I hate failures" I stated my usual sentence firmly and they nodded quickly. "You both should have known how much I hate. . .delays!" "We are sorry, Mr Storm" They mumbled with their eyes on the g
{Kelsie}Jason was surprised to see me, no doubt and even I was surprised I ended up at the door of his bedroom. I never knew I was that bold to do something like that, but I guess having a lustful mind can make you courageous to do crazy things. My hot husband had a flirtatious look in his eyes as he regarded my short night wear that barely hid some certain parts of my body. His cheeks turned pink as his eyes traced the shape of my breasts in admiration. I expected him to ask me a question like, 'what are you doing here?' But he didn't. "Are you not gonna ask me what I'm doing here?" I asked as I reached the front of his bed. "You are my wife, Kels" He folded his big strong arms across his hard broad chest. "I shouldn't be asking a question like that when we should be sharing a bedroom in the first place"I twisted my lips, feeling my cheeks heat up fast as I knew he was right. He strode towards me, his gaze moving from my hair down to my legs. I felt nervous and my heart was
{Jason}The business discussion with Mrs Lions was over and I was more than happy to leave the restaurant. "It's barely a week since you got married and you are already a changed man" Mrs Lions remarked as we walked out of the restaurant together. I arched a brow at her, wondering what she meant by that. "You used to be very quick to anger, but now, not so much" She elaborated politely, grinning. "Oh" I commented as I wasn't sure if she was complimenting me or not, but I knew she was right. Kelsie had unknowingly taught me to be slow to anger."I'm not saying every signs of your short temper has disappeared" I creased my brows. What is this woman even saying? "But I can still say you're a better man than you were before" I hummed. She is literally saying I wasn't a good man in the past, but I can't be that bad, right? Maybe I'll ask Kelsie. By the time I got home, dinner was ready and my lovely wife was already sitted at the dining room. I guess she's been waiting for minute
{Kelsie}Why had Jason told me he loved me? I have no idea. But why I have been avoiding him since the time he said those scary words to me? Yeah, I understand my reasons. He avoided me a lot too and I don't know if that was supposed to make things easier or harder. I can just say he's made things difficult since the time he said to me 'I love you'. I am so complicated I don't think a guy should just LOVE me romantically. Loving me is not even such a good idea. I didn't marry Jason because I love him, I married him because. . . . Because I love his money, I love the benefits this marriage is gonna bring to me, I love it that I was gonna get married to someone insanely attractive like him, someone my family likes, and he knows all that so why bring such intense and terrifying feeling into this marriage to mess it up. Love would only mess our marriage up and he is smart enough to understand that. Now that we were done with the honeymoon that got ruined the moment Jason had said '
{Jason}"I love you, baby" I subconsciously mumbled those words and snapped my eyes open. Oh, SHIT. I glanced at my surroundings and realized it was a bright morning already. The empty space beside me told me that I had woken up a bit late today probably because I had dreamt all night about confessing my love to Kelsie. ('I love you, baby')Those words. . . Why exactly did I even think about them. I puffed out air, pushing my fingers into my hair with my eyes shut. All I have been thinking about since the night of the wedding was 'I love you, baby' and all I've been doing was stammer whenever I try to say it out loud. I am such a fucking coward. I love a girl, yet I am frightened. I am scared I'm not gonna be that good at loving her in the right way, scared of the commitment issues I've got. I sighed loudly and started to climb down the bed. Time to face my wife today and I hope I don't do something stupid like I did on my wedding night, stammering my love confession. Minute