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BE ROUGH WITH ME

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Asher walks out of the door, the door silently shutting behind him.

I want to take it back, swallow my words and pretend they were never out there.

How could he walk away so easily?

What if he believes me? What if he never comes back?

My fingers drag through my hair, there’s a tightness in my chest. No matter how much I inhale, it isn’t working, I breathe through my mouth instead.

On the bed, the clip is still playing.

Why did he kiss me like that if he was only going to walk away?

Tears st
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    Asher had set up the roof top while I was in the conversation with Robin. He sold the rooftop short. It has a breath taking view of the city from up here, the lights twinkling in the distance, blankets of white snow on the rooftops, snow flakes falling lazily…It’s all so beautiful that I let myself relax in the moment of it all.Asher drapes a heavy blanket over my shoulders, until he does, I had no idea how much I needed it. My free hands grip the blanket like a lifeline.“I knew about the cold thing.” he starts.Turning to him, he has a blanket around his shoulders, sipping from his cup slowly. His nose and cheeks pink from the cold. He’s adorable.“But you constantly offered me a jacket, you always brought a jacket for me.” I say with surprise.He shrugs, the blanket going up and down is almost cartoon-ish.“I’m starting to feel cold lately,” I admit, the words causing my throat to get sticky on the insides.Asher shuffles closer to me, trying to put his arms around me, but the la

  • According to his secretary    WARM

    “Oh. Right. I hadn’t told anyone yet. I’m staying over at Asher’s place for the night.” I explain with a proud chuckle when Robin gives me a perplexed look about taking us to the address on the navigation system instead of taking me home.Robin’s expression clouds over, his eyes meeting Asher’s in the rear view mirror, Asher meets his fiery gaze with a cool one of his own. I have no idea what’s going on, and swinging my head to look at both of them makes me feel like throwing up all over the car. Robin’s eyes track to mine and I let out a small squeak. Asher’s hand on my shoulders curl around me protectively, I sink into his touch. My head rolling on to his shoulders. It’s surprisingly comfortable. Every part of Asher is comfortable.“I’m not your fucking Uber.” Robin murmurs, returning his eyes to the road.For the rest of the ride I have my face out of the window, feeling the wind against my flushed skin feels good. The streets are almost deserted. It’s even colder at night, so I u

  • According to his secretary    IT'S YOU

    “Rematch.” I say as our food arrives. The wait staff apologizes for the delay, but my eyes remain on my secretary. A cheater.He gives a short laugh, picking up a hot fry and tossing it into his mouth and then nodding.“Why would I do that? It was a fair, and square match.”I snort, already clearing the space for our rematch, never mind the fact that the second our skin makes contact I’ll probably jump over this table and suck faces with him until I come.“That was the most unfair, unsquare match I’ve ever seen. And this is coming from someone who makes situations unfair for others to make a living.” I challenge.His expression softens, smile disappearing and I almost go out in search for a gun to end myself for ruining this, instead I back track. Putting my arm out, wiggling my fingers and daring him to make a move, if he could.The smile crawls back into his eyes and I let out a silent sigh of relief.“Now this has to be fair and square–” he says as he takes my hand, I push myself

  • According to his secretary    BEST DATE? DAY? EVER

    “I didn’t realize how see through your shirt was.” he murmurs, hands slowing, making me moan at the loss of his touch. “Lights make all the difference.” I explain impatiently, ready to go back to the way his hands slide against me, the feel of him behind me.Asher makes a sound at the back of his throat, and I nearly beg him to touch me again, but he takes my hand and walks to the bar, asking for another drink. “I’m thirsty.”When his drink comes out, he throws everything back.I watch him in slight amusement. “How thirsty exactly?” I signal for a drink of my own when Asher stops it, I groan a complaint.“Who’s going to drive?”“That’s okay, we’ll sober up before we leave anyway.” I say, snatching the drink quickly, his hands meet the empty shot glass.I grin at him, feeling the sticky liquid down in my throat. “The only way to get it out now is with your tongue.”Asher shakes his head at me, a small smile playing on his lips, only then do I realize his eyes are glazed over. “I sh

  • According to his secretary    DON'T FLIRT WITH HIM

    From where he sits at the bar, Asher’s eyes remain on me. Pulsing music and strobing lights seems to slow as we keep our eyes on each other.My throat tightens as I watch him, waves of feelings in the pit of my stomach. He’s supposed to be right here, dancing with me. I know he isn’t comfortable here, but we’re already out, the least he could do was be here. I’m not over reacting right?Turning away from him, I let myself sway to the music. If he isn’t going to be here, then I won’t ruin my night of fun because of him. We’re just sleeping together, and we’re supposed to be having fun right now. I mean, how often do I get to experience fun? Soon, Crawful will find a case for me, and every free time I ever had would go up in flames. And maybe I wanted to dance with him, maybe I’d be looking forward to it, maybe that’s the only thing I need right now, but who cares? The man doesn’t want it. Screw it.I will not turn into a grumpy old man like Asher.My body sways to the rhythm, enjoy

  • According to his secretary    LET'S DANCE

    The clothes he chose lay on the bed, dark tailored pants and a sheer shirt. The tamest of them all, to the ordinary eyes. But because Asher has no idea what this would look like under the strobe lights, I smile to myself. “Good choice,”You’ll find out just how good of a choice it is later.He doesn’t do much to hide his disappointment that I’m in a bath robe, instead of tying a towel around my waist. It’s all part of my plan.I plan to drag this out for as explosive as I want my orgasm to feel.“The twins?”“They’ll be back. Aren’t you getting dressed?”I narrow my eyes, bringing my hands to my chest dramatically.“Not with you watching me like that, I’m not.”He ignores me, taking a step forward, I take one back. A crease sits between his brows, and I find this slightly amusing. He takes another step forward and I take one back, annoyance pass through his grey eyes before he takes another step forward, snatching my arm before I’m able to take another step backward. “Asher!” I hiss

  • According to his secretary    TIGHT LIPPED SECRETARY

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  • According to his secretary    I AGREE TO ANYTHING

    I had a dream. Asher had fucked my face till I couldn’t breathe. In the dream, I begged for more. I know it was a dream because his voice– ‘behave’ still hangs over me. And I still have no idea what means. I’m awake when he walks through the front door this morning. My feet tangle as I rush out

  • According to his secretary    SILHOUETTE IN THE DARK

    Professor Obscuro gives me a once over, smile dropping as he goes back to his bed like my very presence is annoying.Now, my self esteem would have taken a hit if I wasn’t already already lugging a massive ego around. “You’re not my type as well.” I sigh, turning the only visitor’s chair around an

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