Chapter 19: The sexy beast!
Playlist -You are the reason
If I could turn back the clock, I'd make sure that light defected the dark, I'd spend every hour of every day keeping you safe ~|Calum Scott|~
Brielle
I woke up with the shining ray of the sun that was escaping the windshield, but the first thing that popped into my mind. —It's Monday morning, and Hera-? Fuck.
Oh no, Hera!
I left my purse in Jace's study. I fetch it and reach for my cell phone: six texts and 19 missed calls from Javier, my mom, and Hera.
*Are you okay, Brielle? *
*Brie, are you with Jace right now, or already at our apartment over there?*
*Damn it, Brie, he fucked you, I knew
Chapter 20: Vanilla sex?I put the bacon under the grill, and while it's cooking, I whisk some eggs. I turn, and Jace is sitting on one of the bar stools at the breakfast bar, leaning on it, his face supported by his steepled hands. He's still wearing the t-shirt he's slept in. Just-fucked hair suits him, as does his designer stubble.He looks both amused and bewildered. I freeze, flush, then gather myself and pull the headphones out of my ears, my knees weak at the sight of him."Good morning, Ms Damara. You're very enthusiastic this morning," He says dryly."I slept well," I stutter my explanation. His lips try to mask his smile."I can't imagine why." He pauses and frowns. "So did I, after I came back to bed.""Are you hungry?" I shyly ask."Very," He says with an intens
Playlist: Soap (Melanie Martinez)BrielleThere are only so many ways one can say —you look fabulous, Hera. She has a curvy, slim figure to die for. She doesn't do it on purpose, I know, but I haul my sorry, perspiration clad, old t-shirt, sweat pants, and sneakers ass into my room on the pretext of unpacking more boxes.The following day, I call my mom when I'm home from looking for a job. It's been a relatively unpeaceful day in the whole of Milan, Italy, not allowing me far too much time to think. The sun in this place is a killer.I'm restless, nervous about the message I received from Mr. Dominant Freak early this morning, and at the back of my mind, I'm worried that perhaps I've been too negative in my response to the contract. Maybe he'll call the whole thing off. My mom is oozing contrition
"What would you like to drink?" My lips quirk up in a quick, sly smile as I sit and slide into the booth - well, at least he's asking me."I'll have what you're having, please." See! I can play nice and behave myself. Amused, he orders another glass of moat and slides in opposite me."They have an excellent wine cellar here," he says, cocking his head to one side. Putting his elbows on the table, he steeples his fingers in front of his beautiful mouth, his neon eyes alive with some unreadable emotion. And there it is... that familiar pull and charges from him, it connects somewhere deep inside me. I shift uncomfortably under his scrutiny, my heart palpitating. I must keep my cool."Are you nervous?" he asks softly."Yes," I replied.He leans forward. "Me too," he whispers.Conspiratorially. My eyes shoot up to meet his. Him?Nervous. Never. I blink at him, and
BrielleI was surprised to see Enrique De Leon on my doorstep, but luckily For me, Hera was at home today with her new work buddy from work; her name is Ona Blakely, a total blonde, she's a cute, tall, slim figure, gray eyes, big boobs, and flat ass, no exaggeration though just saying."Enrique...?" I called. "What are you doing here?" I added.I don't know, but for some reason, I'm hot, my palm is sweaty, my legs are shaky, my blood pressure rose."Well, I'm here now, so can I come in first before you question me?" he inquired."Uh-huh yeah, yeah- " I mumbled. "Who's there? "Who you're talking to, Elle? " Hera question from the kitchen."Uh, come in" I ignore her question."Who's you telling to come in? " she q
BrielleBEEP. BEEP. BEEP"Nnoooooooooo," my groan of disappointment can easily be heard by the neighbors, frustrated on another unsatisfied dream, I looked to my right and see a perfectly arranged side, damn, I think Hera has already gone for work. I picked my phone and saw Hera's message.I'm off to work; I didn't bother to wake you cos you were sleeping peacefully. I love you, make sure you get that work, and there are baked Rice cakes for you and an Americano Coffee in the flask. Take care.I smiled; I love you too, baby.As I get ready for today's interview, I might even start working today if I get accepted. I trace my curves in the mirror, my body was not too perfect, at least I had hips and big ass not too big though, but a little like the Kardashians and a tiny waist, no matter how many times
Jace P.O.V"I like to watch her Jace, my Assistant; she's so plastic. Continuously flirting that I often find myself watching yours." Maverick adjusted his rising member in his pants."Stay away from her, Erick," I warn as I send an Email from my laptop."She doesn't even realize how good-looking she is, Jace, " his hand palm the glass."is that why you're here? To eye rape my P. A""Jace, is she married? "I could hit baker with my laptop right now. Can he leave my woman alone? It pains me that I can't tell him that the sexy diva he's eye raping is no other person than my Woman, my girlfriend, for fucking chrissake. Damnation.&
Jace P.O.V"Do you still love me? Brie." I questioned her."You know, talking about Hera, she wants to know if there is a Vacancy for someone—" I cut her off."That is not what I ask you, Brie," She placed her arm on her lap as her face fell to her feet."I know what you asked, Jace.""So talk to me Brielle, do you still love me? Like before like always?""Uh-""Do you even enjoy working at Our company? " I try a different tactic."Very much, Jace, I enjoy working in your company. " her neon eyes sparkle through the dim light restaurant."So, who's your companion at the company? The person you like working with." I tried another unsatisfied question."Uh, well, the receptionist, Resha Foxwell, she is nice, cool, beautiful, and she's current
BrielleHe steps out of his shoes and reaches down to take each of his socks off, never taking his eyes off me. I am rendered speechless by the look of hunger in His eyes. Wow.To be this wanted by this Adonis. I mirror his actions and step out of my Heels. Suddenly, he reaches for me, backing me up against the wall. He was kissing me, my face, my throat, my lips...running his hands into my hair. I feel the cool, smooth tiled wall at my back as he pushes himself against me so that I'm flattened between his heat and the chill of the ceramic. Tentatively, I place my arms on his upper arms, and he groans as I squeeze tightly."I want you now. Here...fast, hard, I've been Craving for you, Brie," He breathes, and his hands are on my thighs, pushing up my skirt. "I hope you ain't still bleeding or feeling pain? you know it has been a long we had this."