Ryan's eyes were still fixed on the document. "Cancel? This evening's contract is worth six figures, and I hardly think parsley is worth more than that."Mark remained silent.Soon night fell. Outside the villa, Los Angeles shimmered like a crescent of stars.Lilly had prepared a meal for parsley, but she'd refused. So, instead, Lilly had piled up the floor around her feet and on the table, "just in case." And she was hungry, starving, in fact, but she wouldn't eat a bite of it. She wouldn't give Ryan anything, would touch anything he owned.As the hours drew on, Lilly became more concerned. "Please miss Schultz, Mr. Sterling often stays overnight at the company working. He even has an apartment nearby; it happens so often. It may be better if you go home tonight, get some sleep, and come back tomorrow."But parsley didn't know if she'd have the courage or the anger to come again, so she shook her head. "I'm fine, really. I'll wait for him here. It's late, and you go to sleep. I'll ca
What do you want," commanded Ryan, a note of irritation fluttering at the edge of his words. "It better be good.""A friend of mine…" she thought a moment about lying but then thought against it. Ryan's security, Mark, probably knew everything anyway. She sighed, deflated, shoulders slumping. "A friend beat stephan up bad – really bad - and put him in hospital. And now stephan is threatening to sue him. I tried talking to stephan," she started, "but he- he-" she blinked back tears, took a deep breath. Shook it off. Got to the point. "I came to ask if you could convince stephan to stop. Maybe change his mind and not sue Kevin." She planted her palms on the back of the armchair."So it was you." Ryan's cheeks were dimpled. "It was you and your friend who broke his nose and ribs.""It wasn't me. It was Kevin, and only because of a huge misunderstanding. Please, it's not something that he should've done, and he knows that."Ryan held up his hand. She stopped. "He went out of his way to f
parsley felt relieved when Kevin's case was finally settled. After a hot shower, she walked out naked, wrapped a towel around herself. Then, on the bed, she saw pajamas neatly folded on the bed.She frowned.It was a new pair of pajamas, ordered by Ryan she suspected, with its tag still attached.She read it and reread it, and yes, it really did say that it was a children's dress, and she physically recoiled from it, as she'd just found out it was actually a snake or a gutted dog left on her bed. It was a plain white sailor outfit, skirt above the knee and blue bow on the chest. A pair of black knee socks. Japanese style. She was beginning to get a sense, she suspected, of the kink, Ryan would ask of her. And for that reason, the pajamas terrified her.Just as he hesitated, the door opened. She jumped out of her skin, turned, and hurled abuse at the intruder. "Did no one teach you to knock on the bloody door?""This is my house." Said Ryan, dressed in a grey dressing gown and holding s
The following night Ryan came again into her room and ordered her to change into another cloth he brought."Change into this one," He said.parsley answered through her gritted teeth, "Okay.""Now." Told Ryan when he saw parsley standing still.Right now? She got scared.Would he sleep with her tonight...?She knew that this would have occurred sooner or later since she decided to stay here but didn't expect it so fast. Holding the bath towel with her sweaty palms, she finally picked up the sailor-like nightgown and went into the bathroom.Five minutes later, parsley opened the sliding door of the bathroom and came out slowly. Ryan turned around and stared at her, frozen for a moment.Her skin was pale and flawless. The children's night skirt surprisingly fit her clean and babyish face, and its size was very suitable for her petite sweet figure. Ryan's eyes moved down to her breast, which looked full and eye-catching in the limited size—making her a bit more seductive and fascinating.
I've already asked, and he-."Ryan glared at her and repeated himself. "Say. It.""Please," she started, looking at the floor. "don't hurt Kevin. I can forgive you for what you've done if you only stop."She waited a long moment, head cast down. Silence and then a wheezing laugh. "Haven't I made it clear? Fuck you and fuck you, Ryan!" He said, pointing the finger at them. "Do- do you know what I made her do the last time she came here? Do you? No?" His beady eyes spun wildly in their sockets. A manic grin on his lips. "She came in here groveling, and I got her on her knees and I-"His mother stopped him, placing a hand on his chest. parsley guessed it was not as gentle as it appeared as Stephan winced."Ryan, you are not going to help this girl hurt your family, do you hear me? You are his uncle. He was beaten by her friend. Doesn't that mean anything to you?"She shot parsley a look that chilled her to her bones. She'd humiliated her son, slept with her brother, and then put her son
parsley's and were like talons digging into his chest. Ryan gave a sharp breath as he nuzzled her neck. Pulled back. "I will help your childhood sweetheart, but you cannot date him" Then he pointed to the car, transformed. "Get in."She got in.From the plush black leather seat in the rear of the car, she saw a furious Helena walking towards them. Ryan didn't see her until it was too late."Ryan!" She shouted from across the parking lot.He turned around, for the first time, she had known him looking confused.She strode over, her face softening somewhat as she met Parsley's gaze. "There is something I want to talk to parsley about.""Well then, say it." He shrugged, clearly annoyed at being caught off guard."Oh, please. Do try to be less of a cunt for at least once in your life." She scolded, flicking her hair, and leaning down to the rear of the car.Ryan stiffened, paralyzed by a rage that froze him."Darling. Sweetness. I know why you left my son, and I know he can be difficult s
How dare this little woman make use of him by flirting with him in public?How dare she do that!parsley was stunned, letting his tongue and lips coax hers apart and letting his tongue explore her mouth. He groaned and grabbed her, pulling up her dress to her waist. She finally pushed him away when his fingers traced a line up to the top of her thighs and teased the edge of her pants. He fell backwards into his seat, panting.The suddenness shook her, "What are you doing?" she panted."If you're going to use me like that, then I thought I'd at least teach you how to do it properly." He said, smoothing his shirt and tie."Please, just forget that it ever happened. I didn't mean a word of what I said or did outside the Hospital."His burning grey eyes turned darker, and he grasped her chin made her face him, "Take it back? You mean you're lying to me; I'm not as good as my nephew?"No, you're both absolute assholes, she thought. But she could only speak sugared words, "Of course you're
Kevin knew a little about Ryan.Ryan had studied and worked in London, managing the Sterling Group's European offices and factories. He rarely returned home to manage the domestic American market, which had been the Sterling's group bread and butter since it's inception. However, when the financial crisis of 2008 hit, it decimated their domestic business, and they soon became reliant on overseas markets in Europe and Asia, markets that Ryan had been partly responsible for forging. He quickly rose to seniority in his family, using his advanced knowledge of the market to further their business goals.Soon after, Old Sterling decided to retire, abdicating his position as CEO to Dylan. Under his leadership, the company clawed back the losses of 2008 and then some. He possessed strategic thinking, something that had been sorely missing before. He was shrewd and cunning and decisive and compared to his father, much sterner and tougher.But why was parsley with him?Kevin followed Dan out of