Rose had no idea why he was asking her to come over, but she took off her boots like he requested. She couldn’t blame him for being overly cautious considering what she had put him through earlier. It was kind of surprising that he had not asked her to immediately take them off after she had stepped on him; maybe it was because she had walked off suddenly.When she was done with the boots, she slowly walked forward until she finally stood in front of him.“I am here like you requested.” She said with her arms crossed on her middle.As he had watched her come, he wished that everything had been in slow motion so it could have taken longer. He looked down at her feet now and realized that she had cute toes.When did he start noticing women’s toes? Was he now a toe guy? Was there even anything like a toe guy? All he knew was that he didn’t mind staring at hers. They were painted with black nail polish which should be fairly common among women, but that didn’t stop him from admiring them
Rose had stopped thinking about any consequences since he had pulled her close by the waist. She was basically now on autopilot and was doing the first thing that came to her mind, and her mind told her to take off his shirt. She wanted to see and touch him. Since she was the one in charge, perhaps she would make him strip.She grabbed the hem of his shirt, expecting some kind of protest from him but when there was none; she decided to continue taking it off. He had gladly raised his hands to assist her.What a gentleman, Rose thought as she held back a sarcastic laugh.She was finally able to get it over his head and rolled it into a ball before throwing it in a direction she wasn't quite sure of. It didn't matter where the shirt landed, they could search for it later. Now, it was her turn to stare at his body in amazement.Damnnnn, he looked good enough to eat. If he did not already have a lucrative business, Rose would have suggested
Wayne got off Rose and sat beside her as he waited for some kind of explanation, he would have preferred if he was across the room so that he could think straight. She rolled over to the opposite side and buried her face in the sheets.He steered clear of engaged and married women, he did not have the time and energy for all the potential drama it could cause. The only thing that would have made this situation worse was if she had been married, at least now he was not guilty of helping her break any wedding vows.He was almost a hundred percent certain that if he had not seen that engagement ring, he would have gone all the way with her; because he really wanted to have her.Why had she gone this far with him when she knew that she belonged to another man.? There had not been any need for this to have happened. She could have refused his request to touch her, done her job, gotten paid and been on her merry way.Was there another reason she despera
Rose had been about to explain the entire situation to Wayne when door had swung open without any warning. There was a woman standing in the doorway and she had no ideas who she was. She picked up a pillow and held it in front of her body. It would have been better if she could go under the duvet, but it was deeply tucked into the sides of the bed; and they were both on top it.She would have to get off the bed with Wayne and pull it out from the sides before she would be able to seek refuge under it.Who the hell had made this bed? Had they spent all their childhood in military school? She didn’t know if anyone else was going to walk in after the mystery woman, but it was certainly best that as few people as possible, saw her in her lingerie.That door had not been locked? So if we hadn’t stopped because Wayne had seen the ring, then this woman would have walked in on us having sex? Who is she exactly?Rose could already feel her cheeks
Rose had really not wanted to be in the room at that moment. This was obviously a personal conversation between Wayne and the Winifred lady; so she had not wanted to be present for it. But, there was really nothing she could have done about it. This was not her house and she did not know the layout, so she could not just leave and walk into any other room she picked randomly.She had not wanted to stand in the hallway either, especially dressed like this. Her fur coat was still on the floor close to the bar, but that seemed like miles away. She had wished that she could just slip away with none of them noticing but that was impossible.Even in the heat of what seemed like a very tense conversation, they would notice if she tried to leave the room. It was kind of uncomfortable for her to be present during this. There was obviously some history between them, but it had seemed like all this was happening now because she was around.How did she get herself int
"Could you please help me up? I find myself a bit too tired to struggle up without assistance." Cinnamon asked as she finally turned to look at him.He noticed that her right cheek was looking really red and it seemed like there was a cut there. That must have been where Winifred had struck her. He would take a look at it after he had gotten her cleaned up. He held out his two hands and she grabbed on to them, he gently pulled her up and made sure she was steady on her feet before he let go. She immediately moved to the sink and turned the tap on so she could rinse out her mouth. While she was doing that he opened the cabinet beside her and got out a new toothbrush along with a tube of toothpaste.He opened the toothbrush pack for her and squeezed on some paste before handing it over to her. She looked at him like he was some kind of hero and gladly accepted it.After she was done brushing her teeth, she felt like a brand new
Rose felt like she was definitely pushing her luck and was waiting for him to refuse and ask her to respect his boundaries. But she had gotten this far by asking and there was no harm in doing so, the worst he could do was say no or kick her out.At this point though, she did not think he was going to kick her out, he had gotten a lot of tangible reasons over the past few hours but had not taken that step yet. It felt like months had passed since she had arrived at his gates and it seemed like she had been this comfortable with him for years.If it was someone else she had met just that night, she certainly would not ask them to borrow her any clothes; unless hers had been shredded beyond recognition or some other manner of destruction. But with him, it did not feel weird or seem like she was crossing a line; it seemed normal.But that was in her opinion; she never knew what was going through his mind until he told her. Perhaps he found it disrespectful or
His house was really beautiful and Rose was trying her best not to gawk at the high ceilings and stare like some tourist. She was less nervous now and more comfortable to observe her surroundings unlike when she had first stepped in to the mansion. It looked like it had about four floors and they were currently on the second floor, so she expected that they would climb up the stairs in order to get to the penthouse. But Wayne walked to a corner and Rose noticed an elevator which she had not seen before.Why didn’t the staff just tell me there was an elevator when I first got here? Why did they make climb all those stairs while wearing those boots? Maybe they just wanted to see me suffer, Rose thought.But her questions were soon answered as Wayne bent down when he got to the elevator and waited for a scanner to scan his right eyeball. The elevator doors opened with a ding and he waited for her to enter, she did and he followed after.“This elevat