MORNING BREATH

Siana was disgusted and pissed. How could they think of her in that way? She didn’t have a stamp on her forehead that marked fuck me, so why would she sleep with a total stranger, an asshole, someone like him? Siana laughed in anger, hissing her teeth and flipping her hair back, that sentence hit her hard. She had never been treated this way in her life before. On the brighter side her face wasn’t hurting as much as before, the pain was fading away. But sadly her anger was rising.

Did everyone just sit around and watched porn? How could they be thinking about such things twenty-four-seven? It was as if everyone around her were bursting with hormones.

“Repeat what you said and I’ll do exactly what he did to me to you,” Siana said looking at her blazing with anger. How could she downgrade her like that?

Lisa’s face glowed light pink as she stopped her breath for a few seconds thinking of all the positions she could be in if she was to utter another word.

“I’m sorry Miss Jones,” she bowed and exited heading the wrong way flustered with dirty thoughts.

This was indeed unreal. Siana was thankful to Lisa. She had taken the pain off her mind and rid her thoughts of Alexander leaving her open minded to all the things she had to do in order to get away from his tight grip around her life.

She relaxed back on the bed tossing the mirror to the side, staring at the ceiling. She made a deep sigh and turned on her side facing the window. There was a lot to go over in her head but her brain was drunk on tiredness, knocking her out with the thought of Alexander’s words before and after slapping her in the face on her mind.

Alexander walked down the hall and froze at the end of the hallway looking through the crack of the door slowly removing his watch. It wasn’t right but she was the one that left the door open, she was the one lying in a stranger’s bed looking eatable while deep asleep. Looking at her puffy red swollen face sleeping he felt a little guilt. It was something she asked for, something she demanded, so why was he feeling guilty?

“Sir Alexander Miss Garcia is here waiting for you in the other room.” Aden’s voice whispered. He wanted something to clear his mind, distract him from work and family matters.

Siana opened her eyes then quickly squeezed it closed due to the bright morning light shining its way through the thin curtains. She woke up at the bottom of the bed all tied up in the sheets yawning nonstop. She slept well, she felt refreshed, well rested to take on any problems that headed her way.

She got out of the bed and made her way to the door. She had over stayed her welcome, it was time to go home, time to forget Alexander and move on. She grabbed her purse and opened the door.

“Good morning Miss Jones, Sir Alexander has been waiting for you.” Lisa said avoiding her gaze, still shocked and embarrassed from the statement she made last night.

Who wouldn’t? Why would Alexander be waiting for her anyway? She took deep shaky breaths standing in front of the door wondering what madness Alexander had in mind for her, would it be another slap, or would it be something worst? She reached out her trembling hand as she had a flash back of the look that was on his face before he laid his heavy hand on her fragile cheek. Eyes enlarged, smile from ear to ear and rage burning through it all, as a hungry sea growling at the sky. That look tied around her mind damaging her thoughts, scaring her to the bone, draining her of air, stiffing her.

“Enter?” He said in a Gravelly voice.

The streak of fear twisted with pleaser caused an eruption in her stomach that traveled up to her mouth shifting her focus to how crazy it could get if she entered through that door, how much danger it would be. She bit her lip swallowed hard and pushed down the feeling, trying to relax. She pushed to door with full force ready to conquer. She was ready to defeat her target, get him begging for mercy, squirming in pain.

She burst through the door and their eyes welcomed each other. She hated his intense murderous look, she hated the way he played with his watch while flashing that smile that screamed I’m going to fuck the shit out of you. She made small quite steps up to him controlled by fear.

“Here,” he handed her a folder, “read through it and if you have any questions ask Lisa or Aden.” He peeked over at her face trying to see if her cheek was okay.

He wanted to see but didn’t want to ask. It would be bad if her face was badly hurt, he would have to face the consequences. The light fought its way through the curtains as he watched her expressions reading through the paper. He came from behind his desk and grabbed his phone. It was taking up too much of his time. He couldn’t sit and wait until her slow mind could go through such simple information.

“Wait!” she shouted throwing down the paper on the chair, “What do you mean I have to move in with you immediately?” she was indeed stupid.

Throughout the three hundred rules that was the one that grabbed her attention that was the one she was focused on. A smile crept through his lips watching her in confusion.

“You smell like crap, get your fucking self cleaned up.” Those words shattered her self-esteem but it was the truth.

She didn’t visit the bathroom none at all, not since she last left home. She smelt horrible, her morning breath was kicking. How could she not have noticed? It wasn’t all her fault. Usually she wouldn’t have to come in contact with anyone, not this early in the morning, usually she could walk around with her morning breath freely but now her feelings was being trampled on. He kept toying at her emotions at every chance he got, shattering her self-esteem, beating her down.

“Fucking asshole, you-” she froze at his sudden change of expression.

His deadly stares filled her with fear. His smirk bend into a frown with his jaws clenched tight shook the breath out of her sending her to the brink of a heart attack. She had woken up the devil in him once more. She grabbed both of her cheeks and stepped back as he made slow steady steps up to her ready to show her his power as he did before.

“Repeat what you said, I dare you!” he shouted sending her mind wild with fear.

“Sit!” he shouted rolling up his shirt sleeves, tugging at the buckle of his watch while making his way up to her with a dangerous look spreading across his face.