Working For The Rich Playboy

{Jason}I waited patiently for the girl sitting in front of me to give a satisfying reply. Her mouth was slightly unclosed, bringing my attention to it for a brief second before returning my gaze to her eyes which were kinda like a gem shining at me through her glasses. "You want me to be your wife" she said slowly. I could see she was trying to study me. "Exactly." I replied sharply. "So, wait." She gently pushed back her glasses with her fingers "I don't know shits about you and you don't know me from Adam, but then, you just suddenly wants me to be your wife?" "Yes""Yes?" She repeated questioningly, widening her eyes at me. I wanted to give an immediate response but I hesitated. My eyes went straight to her through her glasses. Something tells me this girl is just very suitable for the fake marriage. She laughed for the nth time today, I mean, I've lost count on how many times she showed her pearly, straight teeth in a smile or laugh today."You know what I just want you to

{Jason}Having this girl in my car after she cussed me out yesterday is really annoying. Mildred thinks we can still be friends after what she did. It will never happen. We can only pretend it's okay to be friends in her presence, but in her absence, the hatred is gonna be real. The way she cussed me out yesterday kept playing in my head, increasing the burning anger in me. And she had the audicty to tell me to go to hell! How could she do that? No girl ever walked out on me before, I do that to people in general instead, but this girl....she's the meanest girl I've ever met. I wish I was able to tell her 'Fuck you too' before she walked off yesterday. "I only allowed you in my car because of Mildred" I stated firmly to her. She turned the direction of her head towards me to show me the fierce glare on her face. I swear, she's a devil. "And you really think I wanna stay in your stupid car?""Don't call my car stupid" I growled. "God, this stupid pride again" She rolled her eyes sa

{Jason}I took my seat not taking my eyes off the devilish girl that haunted me in my dreams. I had a nightmare and she was the villain in the dream, dressed in all red and chasing me with two knives on both hands, swearing to cut off my dick with them, and now she is here in my office. Great! You die today, Jason. She was currently dressed in a corporate wear that gave her a nice appearance-- an appearance that could deceive. I almost didn't recognize her as the same demonic girl as I haven't seen her dress this way before. She was always dressed in simple tight jeans and T shirt, not in fitted skirt and neat longsleeve shirt that currently gave her body a good figure. Not that I was really staring. It's just important I take notice of all these things as the interviewer --her dress sense. I ran my gaze briefly over her body again, observing more details. I'm really just observing for the sake of getting a good employee, and I can see that so far, she is the only one not dressed t

{Jason}I drummed my fingers on the steering wheel, waiting for Kelsie Keller. Ever since I pronounced her full name in the office, I was unable to forget it. She's got a beautiful name, but got a bad soul. A very bad soul.'I am only calm to people when they are calm to me. I won't hesitate to show my other side when being provoked'I stopped drumming my fingers on the steering wheel as I remembered those words she blurted out at the interview. Is she saying I provoke her? Does she not know she provokes me too? I turned my head to the window and saw her approaching my car. Talk about the devil, no, scratch that, talk about the female devil. She is the devil's first daughter, no one can make me think otherwise. She was in her usual simple outfit, her averagely long legs were straight and at the same time slightly bending backwards as she took each step foward. Her hips and waist followed each steps she took and her ponytail swinged. What is even more provocative is that she's bl

{Jason}My head feels so hot that I fear its gonna explode soon and I'm sure that's what a particular new employee of mine wants more than anything. I feel this heat whenever something goes wrong in the company, most especially when it involves important documents. I can also get heated when something is about to go wrong. I have a secretary now, don't I? But all she's ever good at is cussing me out both in reality and in my dreams and Yeah, she is good at appearing in my dreams only to threaten the life out of me. Kelsie is supposed to help me take care of things for fucks sake, but she just stayed out there, useless in her office and where the fuck is she anyways? I've screamed her name several times now that I feel like my throat is gonna split into half soon. She opened the door right when I was about to yell out her name again and entered my office. I was going to harsh on her instantly, but her appearance stopped me for a moment. Her office gown stopped knee length, slightl