"Why did you investigate her?" I asked straight to the point. There was no messing around anymore, no wasting time on stupid flirts. I wanted to know why did he involve himself in my business. I don't know him, he doesn't know me, and the big question; I fucking never asked for his help so why the heck did he run a background check on her. "What, answer me?"He rolls his eyes and goes back to his chair, leaning against the leather and resting his arms on the side handles, "you really lack manners" he grinned."Excuse me" He raised his eyebrow and brought his head forward, " I think the word you're looking for is thank you""Thank you my foot, just tell me why did you do it?" I said crossing my arms, the file still resting on my left hand."Why did I do it?" he rest his chin on top of his interlocked fingers, "maybe I want something from you"Of course, what was I expecting? free help from him, oh please, " not surprised"He got up from his seat and stood in front of me, "become my
You know ever since I returned to New York I've felt something was missing like I know the feeling but still couldn't put it into words. Desire, need, obsession, yearning, or just someone's touch, I always find myself craving for lust. I'm not a romantic person trust me and this craving is not romance; it's intimacy that is taking a toll on me. Idk if it's me being sore for a year now or just a random sexual desire but pushing Leonard on the ground and sitting on top of him is doing stuff to me. I've been controlling myself for so long but our positioning is pointing to facts that my so-called body is hypnotized by him.It's begging for his touch, his hands on me and that fucking grin on his face is only making me excited for the part that my fucking brain is trying to avoid at any cost. Trust me when your body and mind argue, you can't help but consider running away to a place where there is no one and scream on top of your lungs like shut up. It's not like my situation is any eas
Leonard's POVWhy did I call her here? she must be thinking that. Well, I couldn't blame her, seeing two drives on my fucking desk might ignite some questions. She'll probably think that I intentionally hurt her friend but we all know that's not what happened. Last night when she left the bedroom it was Andrew who knocked on the door. He was looking for me. *flashback to last night after Veronica left Leonard's bedroom*"You need to come with me" he breathed out holding his chest,I looked around the hallway to see if he was being chased by someone but nothing came into view, "why the fuck are you panting?" I looked at him and asked"Just come with me" he said before he took my hand and dragged me with him.We walked past a couple of guests in the main hall until I see him heading for the second floor "Why are we going to the second floor? I tightened my wrist, "didn't I tell you it's off-limits for tonight?" He ignores my question and continues dragging me up the staircase. He st
Veronica's PovHow the heck does he know about Aiden was my first thought. Why was the drive with him and not Lexi? is my second thought and after that, I'm just lost in my thoughts. I was relaxed and freaked out at the same time. I mean is this okay? or is it official that New York actually f*cked me? Why didn't Aiden tell me that he returned the drive to Leonard? what was the whole point of coming here then?The drive; he already got it so why did he call me here? Nicole? he seriously wants to help me with her or is this some kind of a sadistic move of his? I don't know.I just stand there in his study room with my hands resting on my forehead as I slowly take my time to digest all the things. "Umm," I look at him and took a deep breath, I still need to ask him about the other drive "What uhm the uh other" I clear my throat and just went with the flow "Why do you have two drives? the last time I remembered Kelly only mentioned one so???" there it is. I asked him.I cross my arms
Veronica's PovWhy did I come here? I'm asking myself the same question for the past fifteen minutes, holding this fucking contract in my hand. He gave me a pen for the signature, for the commitment that I was dreading not to be part of. I still don't know how he managed to convince me to play his ridiculous game but now I can't go back on my words.I agreed to play with him, follow his stupid rules and the compromise I'm about to make for that fucking drive.I blankly stare at the contract papers, one sign that's all it needs to ruin my life that is already fucked up.I tightly close my eyes, there's no point cursing my luck right now, we all know that I would eventually end up signing this contract so let's just get over it. I took a really long deep breath before scribbling my name on the white sheet that now has the ability to command my life however the way it wants.I slowly move my head up and look at Leonard whose eyes were already on me "There you go" I said handing him the
Leonard's PovShit, did I go too far with the price thing? I knew this would happen, I told Andrew several times to lower the amount but idk why he fixed it at fifty-five. Is he really helping me or sabotaging me? I can't really tell, but it's not like I didn't see it coming. As a businessman, I have to consider every move of my parties and prepare myself according to that. Some agree and some don't and to those people, I've prepared my power move or what I call the Black wall. It's a move that'll turn all the tables in my favor. Nobody has ever escaped my black wall move and hope so she's not the first. I had a feeling she would say no once and boy should I be thankful. Time to engage the black wall into action, I fix my tie and got up from my seat " Alright, if you don't wanna play I won't force you but just so you know the minute you leave this room without signing the contract I will have to sue you" I said with a smile and I know it's not the time to show her my beautiful smi
Veronica's PovI turn off my tab and arrange the pillows, can't believe I wasted two hours drooling over his body. Who even uploads their personal photos on Pinterest, like so many people could see them and I really don't like the idea of others seeing his body so much. Whatever, it's not like we are in a relationship. I should better get some sleep, tomorrow's my first shoot with the opera so I can't afford to have dark circles. I turn off my night lamp and doze off to the dirtiest dream of my life, ~"Where am I?" I look around the living room realizing this is not my penthouse. There are no plants, no feather curtains, no plushy toys on the couch nor any refrigerator magnets. This is the opposite of my place, it is dark, empty, and kinda intimidating. I walk over to the balcony and open the glass door only to be welcomed by the cold breeze. I squeezed my arms together and walk further to the end, holding the grill and falling in love with the mesmerizing view of New York City.
Veronica's POV"Which one is my room?" "That one" Monica replies"It's private right?" I ask and she simply nods,I walk to the make-up room thanking Monica that she got me a private one. After last night's dream, I'm kinda beat and I needed to make sure I don't look tired or restless in any kind. I don't want to mess up my first shoot because of one dream.I got inside the room and sat in front of the mirror looking at myself, although I didn't have any dark circles, my eyes still looked tired. I can't shoot like this, they'll know something is bothering me and Marlin is really strict it doesn't matter if she had a thing for me once but when it comes to work she is really professional.I think I need some eyedrops and maybe a hot coffee.I texted Monica to bring me the stuff while I try on some fittings for the shoot. This time she decided on a spring look so their crafting with fashion was very finessed.Each look was well versed and they expected nothing but perfection which means