"Will you mistakenly enter the wrong room at night, the wrong bed, the wrong one?"
brother? ”
Blake's words echo through my brain even half an hour after I ran away from him to my room.
It shocks me over and over again and every time it gets more and more of an enigma to me. Not I know a man who turned down Rose, and as far as I can see, she won't easy to reconcile.
I pray to God that he only tempts me because he doubts my marriage. Not I believe he is a sort of people with no respect for family, in order to be dared to seduce his brother's wife. Maybe his jokes are just like that weird and weird? No, something else doesn't fit. What to do, no I know no one like him. I don't know him at all, and what do I do now worry, I have no one to tell. Rose is the only friend I have, a
Victor's only friend. What the hell is wrong with me looking at my door all the time? Well, I don't think so come in the middle of the night? The thoughts that occupy me make me jump below blankets in a hurry and I lock the door. Just in case. In the morning there is a knock on my door and I get up thinking it is Victor and I open without question, still squinting. Blake’s appearance at my door shakes me a little, actually, I wake up completely while his gaze streaks across me. At this point, I feel naked even though my pajamas are short on me.
“Morning Samantha! Did you fall asleep? You look pretty enticing in the morning. Does your husband know you in that issue? ”
I don't understand anything about this man. Is he kind of unpleasant and disturbing, or sarcastic or even all that, in one of his addresses menu?
"Morning, Blake. Sorry, I can't think yet. Do you need me? ”
"I need to." I watch him finally tell me what to do, but he does stare at my, surely tousled hair and just glanced over to her as bewitched. I still haven’t seen that man laugh.
"Then? What exactly do you need? ”I spoke after a minute of silence and of his views.
"I got what I wanted. Are we going to work to take a look at the company? ”
"We're leaving in half an hour." He nodded and went downstairs, while I was the last fool I ask what he got it for and what he needed it for. I'm getting ready too I pull on a knee-length skirt and a white blouse and braid my hair into a casual one braid.
The boys are already in the kitchen, drinking coffee and having breakfast. I can't notice how obviously it is a family trait to suit them all so well they stand, and Blake, I must admit, stands so great, so perfectly. Have that attitude of the master, self-sufficient, determined, and strict, above all capable. If I ignore that weird way of speaking, which is incomprehensible completely, I have to admit something else. He's a nice man, it really is. And handsome and above all attractive. No wonder he looked at my runaway often at him. Thick black hair, short beard, equally dark, and the deep eyes of the penetrating gaze, the one that stripped you to the bone and left you in a place exposed.
I forget that it is dangerous and forbidden, so I give one away from an imaginary slap and I look away from him. I call myself a little so after breakfast, we head to the firm. Blake will be with his father-in-law, I will
Victor. Today, the father-in-law will just introduce us to colleagues and introduce us, and then
sort out the procedure and take over the job a bit. We attract attention by just entering the firm as we walk to the first floor towards the mother-in-law Alright. Upstairs is a meeting room where Victor will have a baby presentation. Amy, the head of the general affairs office, approaches me immediately
replaced in two months. We meet so it leads me to my own, actually my office. Victor brought me here for the first time two weeks ago. 'Samantha, this will be your table, from tomorrow we will start lightly with business. "
I nod to the older lady as I watch the employees with they follow Blake and Victor with interest. I meet the others the girls from the department so Victor calls me that it’s time for a presentation.
The meeting room is large, currently crowded with seventy employees.
Everyone wants to see the new boss Blake currently standing on legs, slightly apart, arms close to the body, while gaze crosses over of his subjects. I look here and there at his profile. I'll have to watch it every day and I know it won’t be easy for me. Victor finished his presentation on profits and contracted jobsfirms in this quarter, so the father-in-law takes the floor and appears before employees."Dear colleagues, see that the day has come for me to leave, and yes young hopes and strengths come. In my place comes my son Blake, Victor will go to Procurement and Samantha to the Administration. I trust them completely and I have no doubt you will have good cooperation with them. Thank you all for your dedicated work in our company. "Applause filled the hall, after which Blake stepped forward and began his speech, measured and serious."Thank you all once again for the welcome. From tomorrow we start by getting to know each other. I believe m
Need.That’s how I feel about Samantha. They need to be close to me. Not he has to say anything, he doesn't have to do anything, he doesn't even have to look at me, he doesn't turn to me, just to be next to me. What kind of action it is, I can't say, but it is what I feel and somehow, it doesn’t bother me at all. In fact, it calms me down, it works divinely on me. There has been no woman in the last four years whose closeness I wished. And now one appears and it must be my wife's brother. I don’t control my tongue and actually want to throw the blue one next to it tablet. Fuck, if a woman knew I was drinking that shit, the guarantor would run away from this one house. I don't want her to leave, because I need her to look, I need that confusion, that fascination, almost submissiveness as he looks at me and as he listens to me.I want kisses and touches with her, everything that disgusts me from others which upsets me.I know I can't get that. Un
The night is long for me, insomnia torments me again as I call to mind Samantha's appearance, to calm me down at least a little. All sorts of nonsense to me come to mind, nothing strange, but one thing becomes clearer to me. Touch yes. Sex is not. I would have to stop taking pills for that. And I can't do that to do, I must not expose her to it.What the fuck are you thinking about having sex with your brother's wife, you lunatic? Like she would allow anything! Like you can do it! That voice again.So what, I can at least imagine. It's a sin, but I don't have a ticket anyway for paradise, not even for purgatory.At least I indulge in fantasies, in which she is there next to me and she lets me touch her. Just that, I don't need to feel anything anymore either it just calms me down so easily and lets me fall asleep. In the morning only the three of us go to Victor's car to work, he's old today at the doctor's office. Samantha receives the doorknob to sit behind, s
Thank God he's gone! I breathe easier as soon as Blake steps into the airport and Victor and I. headed home. A man simply kills me with his closeness. Brain off, senses are taken away, tongue-tied, breathing stopped. I feel next to him like a corpse. Okay, I'm lying. From the outside, I may be completely stiff but inside… for God's sake… Is it possible that my insides flicker like a leaf in the wind, that my heart jumps in my throat, that my blood is stronger and that everything in me wants something more from him? But what on earth, what? I argue with myself as we drive home. "Samantha, are you getting any more messages?" Victor interrupts my internal quarrel. "Not. They stopped just after the wedding. Good thing you posted the wedding in newspapers. I mean, I really hope this is the end of torture. " "Me too. We did well. ”He glanced at me briefly and gave me a present with a slight smile. "Yes, Victor. How about you?" "Okay,
Basically, the conclusion of the evening is that I’m not normal because I’m barely waiting for him to leave and now that he's gone, I'm bored. Do I miss that weird attention? Or the feeling he awakens in me? Yes, I'm not normal because I don't even know how is called that feeling. I wished a thousand times that my life would be monotonous, just yes the messages of hatred and threats that arrived as anonymous, but still, cease I knew whose they were. And now they have stopped. Fear and looking back on the street is at least stopped, but I remain cautious. Today is the tenth day since Blake left, and father-in-law and Victor have him in memory for breakfast."Blake called last night. He has to complete the notice period because he will otherwise have to pay some money and there is no severance pay. It looks like he was in a hurry at home because he even said he would give up severance pay, but I did it convinced that you should not come because for now, you old man
The first day I got back to Seattle, everything went wrong.The CEO called me because he got my dismissal decision."Blake, I respect you, but you know that according to the contract, you have to work notice period, which in your case is a month and a half. Not one month. With that that we are now halfway through the project on which our budget for next year depends. You have done a great job in these four years and it will be very difficult to find you replacement. Also, your severance pay and bonus depend on respect employment contract, you understand? I can’t have double criteria, even for you, who put the whole department in order. " I understand what he’s telling me, but he doesn’t understand me with everyone his word overwhelms restlessness, madness darkens the brain and I need that one another pill, that sweet, messy packet of black hair and brown eyes. How can I last almost two fucking months without seeing her, no I smell, I don't touch? I fi
We have lunch at a restaurant at a table for four, and I sit next to it her. She changed into a white dress. He looks to me like the most beautiful angel s with that crow's hair, and yet to me it is the greatest temptation that drives me into sin. Samantha apologizes for going to the bathroom to wash her hands, so I apologize and I go after her. When we moved away from my father and brother, I grabbed her by the elbow and make him stop. I step into her face and ask seriously."What were you doing in my room?""How do you know?" I'm not happy that she's afraid of me like this, so I answer her relaxed."You just confirmed it to me." He pursed his lips a little as he looked at me submissively, but nothing answers but looks down at my lips."Don't you dare come when I'm in the room?" Only when I'm gone? ”Her breathing she speeds up as her honey breath burns on my lips, away from hers just a few inches."Dare Samantha, dare. Whatever you're lookin
I indulge, I feel my resistance land, my walls fall because it is there next to me, next to my office, next to my room. There he is alive, dangerous, a dark, handsome, attractive man who sends me signals that mine the brain may recognize poorly, but that is why the body reacts to its instruction.When my eyes see his appearance, all actions, all movements at the same time are subject to his orders.He doesn’t mention my marriage anymore, but he’s definitely working on that from me to get confirmation of this farce. This is the only way I can explain this game he plays with me, and I accept her without the possibility of rejection. Simply is, NO as an answer does not exist when he approaches me when he starts with it with the magic that hypnotizes me. I'll spoil everything, I'm afraid, they'll figure me out because what a normal woman allows her husband's brother to touch her in such a way? I'm glad we're in this set, I can think of these mistakes when he is