I let her in the car and sat in myself. I turned the car on and drove off. I tried to keep my eyes off her because my head was going to explode."Can you drop me off to get my stuff?" I nodded. "Is there any chance that Dena could come with me?" I furrowed my brows."Why is that necessary?" Delilah was more than well taken care of. I made sure of it."She's my best friend and she moved here for me.""Call her and ask if she wants that," that was the only logical thing to do. She took out her phone and called Dena."Hi, I'm....," I heard Dena rant on the opposite side of the phone. "Can we talk about this later?" She's hiding something. "Where are you staying?" The answer was Mathew's apartment. "Fine, stay safe." She hung up. "Did you know where she'll be?" I nodded. "Why didn't-""Why do you think I want to tell you everything?""Sorry, I-""Just be quiet," I had no intention to talk to her. At least not when I could literally go crazy if I didn't touch or kiss her anytime soon.----
I got out of bed an hour ago, which let me wind down after the night and even work out. I didn't bother using his giant gym and just did my usual workout in my room.I showered, changed into a pair of light blue, tight jeans with a black belt, a long-sleeved, black sweater and black heels. I curled my hair and put on light make-up. Hunger settled in and the only thing I could do was to go downstairs to make breakfast. I didn't feel any desire to see him.As much as I was thankful for his hospitality, something wasn't right. Not that I didn't trust him, but I just didn't trust myself around him. I didn't think rationally with him beside me.I stepped out of my room while looking around for any signs of Chris. Nothing. The place was quiet. Maybe he was asleep. But at the same time, it was nine in the morning.I got a message from Mathew yesterday, telling me that I could work from home next week since my office was being prepared. I agreed without any doubt. I'll take any chance I get t
I got out of bed an hour ago, which let me wind down after the night and even work out. I didn't bother using his giant gym and just did my usual workout in my room.I showered, changed into a pair of light blue, tight jeans with a black belt, a long-sleeved, black sweater and black heels. I curled my hair and put on light make-up. Hunger settled in and the only thing I could do was to go downstairs to make breakfast. I didn't feel any desire to see him.As much as I was thankful for his hospitality, something wasn't right. Not that I didn't trust him, but I just didn't trust myself around him. I didn't think rationally with him beside me.I stepped out of my room while looking around for any signs of Chris. Nothing. The place was quiet. Maybe he was asleep. But at the same time, it was nine in the morning.I got a message from Mathew yesterday, telling me that I could work from home next week since my office was being prepared. I agreed without any doubt. I'll take any chance I get t
The car ride was silent. Just as I expected it. I stared through the window, avoiding him. He had no right to order me around like that. Sure, I could've told him where I was but why would he care?Delilah drove back to Mathew's place without even saying goodbye which I guessed was Chris's job. De would never do that on purpose.I turned my head to him, noticing his grip on the steering wheel. He held it with one hand so hard, it turned his knuckles white. His other hand was on his thigh. I wondered what was he thinking about but I quickly looked away. I didn't want him to question me.Lucas was hot. He looked like a gentleman. Someone I'd go for instantly if I had never met Archer. After him, I'm too scared."Who was he?" Chris broke the silence. I hesitated to answer. "What's the first rule?""Don't make you repeat yourself?""Then answer the fucking question!" he raised his voice."I just bumped into him. There was nothing that happened that should concern you," he chuckled."You g
I opened my eyes and was welcomed by a bad headache. I knew I drank yesterday but what happened after... no memory. I got on my back and looked up at the ceiling.This is not my room.I looked around and remembered that I was in the guest bedroom. I sat up looking around, noticing two perfume bottles on the fireplace.Aella... Or, Ella. Whatever she was.I got out of bed and found my clothes on the ground.How in the hell did this happen?I grabbed my clothes from the ground and sat on the edge of the bed. I began putting my pants on as the door opened. I turned my head and saw Ella walk in. She turned around and closed the door. A smile tugged my lips when I noticed my white dress shirt on her body. She didn't notice me until she looked up, which freaked her out."Oh, Madre mia! Chris," fuck, the way she said my name did wrong things to my body. Specifically my dick. She walked into the bathroom without another word to me.I didn't remember fucking her. Well... just finger fucking he
Christopher Morris.I was in his arms. His to hold. His to kiss. His to look at. It felt as if my life before him was perfect. Nothing had happened and he was my first."You're beautiful, Aella," I smiled as he tucked a strand of hair behind my ear."Why did you believe that it was me?""When you want something so bad, you start to hope everything is similar." I smiled."You-""Mr Morris?" The door opened, I got up, gave a hand to Chris to get up and stood by the table as Mariana waltzed in. "It's very urgent," Chris rolled his eyes."What?""A man walked in and demanded to speak to you," he chuckled."Meetings are scheduled.""He had two men beside him.""So?""With guns," Chris rolled his eyes again. Something in me thought of the possibility of that man being Archer or one of his minions."Where is he?""Right behind the door," he nodded."Name," she looked down on the binder she held in her hands."Archer Bowman," I stilled. Chris looked at me and back at her."Move it to later,"
"It'll be weird to live in the same place since we're dating," he smiled and took a bite of his pizza. Chris took me to one of his favourite pizza places in the world, not too far from his office, and ordered us a giant pizza with pepperoni.Safe to say, I loved it."I think it'll be fun. Since we can see each other whenever," he winked at me, making me smile as I took my last bite."Who was the girl that came down yesterday?" He looked at me smiling."Still jealous about that?" I rolled my eyes. "I told you, I didn't fuck her.""Then what the hell was she doing there?" He took a sip of his wine."One of my escorts," I nodded."I figured. So you wanted to fuck her?""Maybe," I wasn't mad that he wanted that. We weren't together. He had all the rights. But it made me uncomfortable. Maybe slightly irritated on the inside since I wished to be her. "I didn't do it because she wasn't someone I wanted apparently.""So why did she stay?""She was eager to do it but after I refused, she said
I woke up, trying to get out of Chris's grip. There was no way. I gently took one of his hands off me, trying to peel my body off him. His grip only tightened."No, you're staying," I gave up, tilting my head to the side, where his alarm clock was placed. My eyes widened."Chris, It's ten in the morning!" I tried moving out of the bed."So fucking what?" I rolled my eyes."Christopher Morris, I swear to god, let me go!" he chuckled before letting me go. I got out of bed, putting my slippers on, and headed to his bathroom. I felt as if I had been living here for years."I'm your boss if you forgot," I smiled to myself as I sat on the toilet. "I can tell you when to go and not.""I know, but no one knows about us and it looks strange," I heard him chuckle."Angel, just get back to bed. I'll tell Mathew you didn't feel well," I stood up, flushing the toilet before I went towards the sink to wash my hands."How on Earth would you know what happened to me if we're co-workers?""We're datin