Emara Stone
Chop. Chop.
Little left.
Little right. And done with my new haircut.I run my fingers through my short hair, they feel soft and tangle-free. I comb my hair and set them back like boys do.
Damnnnn! I look so badass.
If I were a boy, I would have definitely been a boxer or a model or maybe a trainer. But I know just like others, I would have ended up being a fuckboy.
But damn, those hair suits me so well. After taking fifteen to twenty selfies, I wear Ethan's white shirt and his black suit. I turn towards the mirror.
Well... Hello!
Fuck! I should definitely marry myself.I have never been impressed with myself like this in my whole life. Now that my hair is short, my cheekbones and jawline get highlighted, making me look like young Johnny Depp.
Though the suit makes me look petite, I still rock in it. I turn left, then to the right in the mirror to check out myself. But then my ass takes up all of my attention, like the ball in basketball. Why do my butt cheeks look bigger in pants?
Damnnnn! I am a thick chick.
I think I should wear Ethan's clothes more often, male clothes bring out the cool personality in me. I put some gel on my hair and set them back, which makes me look like a bad boy from 90s movies. With my makeup weapon, I draw light stubble and thick eyebrows which give me a masculine look. Perfect. I look so neat.
A beautiful man. Girls, be aware. Hold your panties. I’m about to get naughty. Hahaha!
I did a little g****e search on Damison Groups. They have branches in 18 countries, 5 board of members, Founder Josh Damison, Chairman Brad Damison, CEO & President Ryan Damison, COO Rose Damison, CMO Daniel Damison.
I see a family business. A big family business.
Having a last look in the mirror, I grab Ethan's degree and certificates and leave the apartment whistling at my pre-success.
Now that I have no ponytail, my head feels light and smart.
I unintentionally keep running my fingers through my hair. A smile appears on my face as I feel their softness. Now I get it why boys keep ruffling through their hair.
As I walk by the road on the footpath, I keep checking my sexy reflection in the shop's glasses.
Damn that hair. Damn that ass.
I swirl and turn my ass left, then right to check out myself. I look like a cool dude, whose phone is filled with hot chicks’ number.
I hear some giggles coming from the front. I see two girls smiling at me as they check me out.
I wave for a cab, as I don't want to be late for my interview. Nor do I want to waste my time on them, as I am not planning to be a lesbian anytime soon.
I take a glance at those chicks who are standing there pouting at me, probably waiting for me to go talk to them. Instead, I get inside the cab, not giving them any further attention.
A satisfactory smile surfaces on my face knowing that I not only look a man, but a handsome one. I tell the address while I check the time on my sponge bob wristwatch.
I look outside the window at the passing buildings. I lower my side's window and feel the wind in my hair. My eyes close automatically, telling me to keep going and assuring that everything will be alright.
I wonder if I should tell Ethan about this plan. How will he react? He will probably backbite to our parents about this. He is such an ass.
My shoulders relax as I go deeper into my overthinking. I hope if Ethan ever comes to know about this, he will understand my actions and not sue me.
I am his only sister after all. Anyway, I’ll be working for a few months only, till I earn enough to get settled on my own.
“We are here.” I hear the driver's voice.
I look outside the window and see two large buildings. I had to crook my neck to look up, the buildings might have over fifteen floors and has Damison Group written on both of them in big and bold letters.
I take a deep breath and remind myself that everything will be alright.
God is with me. I will get this job today.
Emara Stone"I am counting till three if you didn't, I'll tear your clothes off."Is this fucker serious?"One."Is this really happening?"Two."I thought he was gay."Three."He didn't even wait to complete 'three' and I feel him withdraw his hand from my neck while he roughly grabs one side of my shirt and with other pulls my pants forcefully towards him. I never met a maniac like him in my whole life. He is mental.“Ahhh, HELP!” I scream, realizing that I am going to get raped by my gay boss. He stops his movement. "WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU? TELL ME!" And again shouts as he demands an answer. I flinch back into the wall, feeling really scared and petrified of my boss. He is a psycho.R
Emara StoneIt's a dark paradise, a pitch-black hole where I am floating. Am I dead? Is this how it feels like after death? No one waiting for you on the other side. No one welcoming you.My body feels light and cold while I freely float into the dark matter of the universe. Wild universe devouring me slowly. Am I high?Suddenly I see a tiny white light blazing far away from me. I think I am close to heaven. I move my hands and legs fast to float towards the light. The light gets bigger as I paddle my limbs faster. I am close. Suddenly the light got so intensely bright, that I had to shut my eyes. Heaven blinding me! I open my eyes, the direct flash on my eyes made me see tiny stars, I blink a few times to adjust to the heavens lighting system. I see a high glass ceiling, the glass has mosaic artworks made up of blue glass and a cresc
Alpha Ryan DamisonI look at him with a look, 'Two can play this game'. I push Ethan with my hips playfully, he stumbles to his right. Ethan again pushes me with much more force than before and I stumble to my left.We probably look like two drunk friends with arm in arm, trying to walk. I look at Ethan, give him my signature smile, and push him with a little strength. This time his arm delinks from mine as he stumbles and falls into the swimming pool with a loud splash.All the dizziness and tipsiness from alcohol leaves my body immediately. I was about to jump after Ethan but then I remember he has a silver medal in swimming. Ethan flaps his hands in water like a dog does, trying to fool me he is drowning so that I jump into the cold water too.Very smart, mate. But I am extra smart."Get out of the water now Ethan, if you don't want to clean the pool later." I shout at him, then walk away
Alpha Ryan DamisonThere was silence on both sides of the phone.I waited for him to speak, but he didn't. His silence was deafening, unbearable for me to hear. Is he in shock? Did I hurt him? My heart clenches at the thought of disbanding Ethan from my life."Ethan? Say something. I know I am being very selfish but you have to understand why I am doing this." It is hard to form a sentence with my heart bleeding out for what I just did. But Ethan remains silent.It's been over ten minutes since he said nothing whereas I am trying to convince him to forgive me. I feel miserable, like shit. Why is it so hard to break up although we were never together? I can't live without hearing his sweet melon voice.Though I rejected him, I still want to see him every day and hear his voice. That's the deal."I am very s
Emara StoneI reach the office building and straight away rush to the seventh floor. I knock twice but no sound came, so I slowly open the door. I see hotty on the couch with a bottle in his hand talking to someone on the phone. Wait! Is he crying?"Ay am very sowie. Pilizz unda-standh meh. Ay am soo.. sowie. Tok tu meh pilizz. Saie shomethang. Annythang pillizzz." He says in a sloppy manner.I look around and see the furniture is gone, there are wood pieces and glass on the floor. The room looks like it went through a tsunami and tornado together. What happened in the last one hour??"Sir?" I speak loudly to catch his attention. He looks at me, then at his phone, then again at me confusedly.Ryan abruptly stands up straight. There is an alcohol bottle in one hand and phone in another. He stiffl
Emara StoneRita dropped me home.Exactly at the door of my apartment, but I know she wanted to drop me to my bed. She was waiting for me to call her inside for a coffee or something, but I straight away thanked her and went inside. And locked the door. Savage, I know.I ain't into chicks. Coz I am a chick ;)Also, I have pictures of me and Ethan hanging in our living room. I can't risk my identity. I toss my phone on the bed, remove my clothes, and throw them on the floor, then directly run for a shower. Shower! Oh god.Shower is a wet heaven.Finally, no more periods. Yasssssss, I am one of those lucky females on the earth who only bleed for four days. I wash my hair in two minutes, now that they are short it is easy to shampoo them also I need not to comb or dry them for hours. I love my short hair. So silky, so