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5...Jason...

Penulis: Queenjsteph
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2024-02-06 11:22:13

{Kelsie}

Have you ever felt like murdering someone with your bare hands that you don't care about spending the rest of your life in jail? Well, that is how I feel right now and the guy I wanna murder is none other than Mildred's arrogant friend. What's his name again?

Jacob? James? Jason?

Yeah, its Jason.

Jason.

Jason is a good name.

Too bad he's got such a nice name for his bad personality. And he dresses well too. And he usually look so good too. I bet he's got a lot of girls on the line, I see the way girls in the coffee shop stare admiringly at him whenever he's present. I think that is why his ego got hurt when I declined his stupid offer. He thinks I'm like every other girl who would readily accepts any thing he brings.

I can't just accept someone like him.

First, he is arrogant.

He gives the vibes of a playboy.

He gets mad at everyone for no good reason.

He is an asshole.

Okay, I should stop. I rubbed my forehead and dropped my bag on the bed.

I should focus on the interview I'm having tomorrow and not allow an arrogant jerk ruin my mood and strength.

***

"Kelsie Keller" A deep voice called name and I answered with a hum, glaring at the figure whose face was not clearly seen as the room was very dark. My eyes were glued on the way his lips are shaped to tempt, curving upwards and downwards in a sexy manner as he uttered each word.

"You disrespect me way too much and when you do that again, I'll make sure I punish you" The voice said, then silence fell in the room but it looked like someone was waiting for me to say something.

"You're an arrogant jerk!" I finally yelled.

"You call me that again and I spank you" The familiar voice warned. God, his voice is so sexily deep it's capable of turning a girl on.

I stood on a spot, contemplating if I should really call him an arrogant jerk again and get spanked or just keep quiet.

"Arrogant jerk!"

I guess I love troubles huh?

A masculine hand grabbed my waist and turned my rear to him, digging his fingers into my waist. He brought his lips close to my ear.

"So you want me to spank you, huh?" He asked in a hot whisper that sent my body on fire. "You want my hand punishing you in that bad way, you sexy, bad girl"

Using sexy and bad in a sentence spread a weird heat over my body. I swallowed, anticipating his punishment.

Suddenly, a loud sound rang in my head continuously. Everything seem to standstill at first, but when my head came to reality, I opened my eyes and realized I just had a dream. A good dream? Fuck, no. Definitely a bad one.

I sat up quickly on my bed and stopped the alarm from ringing. I ran a hand through my long hair as the dream came flooding to my head.

I didn't see the guy's face but those hands.... they were large and veiny with that male silver bracelet adorning the wrist.

Holy fuck! My eyes widened. I hope it's not who I think it is.

The deep voice.

That body.

That height.

Everything screams Jason. My enemy.

"Shit. Shit. Shit" I mumbled, holding my tight head in between my hands.

God. What is wrong with me?

I shook away the dream from my head and began to prepare for the interview I'm having today, but it was so hard not to have my mind drift towards the hot scenes in the stupid dream.

'You want my hand punishing you in that bad way, you sexy, bad girl'

Why am I hearing that deep voice again? I shut my eyes and took a deep breath. "Okay, calm down, babe" I soliloquized.

If my mum knows about the dream, she would say I had such dream about Jason because a part of me finds him attractive, and deep, deep down, that part of me wanna fuck him so hard and bad. But if my superstitious step dad gets to know about the dream, he's gonna say something like 'Your destiny is connected with his life because sometimes fates cannot be changed...' or some shit like that. I don't need any of that at the moment. I took another deep breath.

***

I already arrived in the company and was in the waiting room with many other ladies that were either dressed to kill her fellow female specie or dressed to seduce the other specie.

Most of them were looking so serious and prepared that it got me scared.

I let out an exhale as I heard my name being called for the interview. Finally.

I heard about how the new hot boss keeps changing his secretaries because they can't seem to satisfy him, but the pay is very good. I am after the pay. Some ladies are after the boss himself-- their seducing outfit says a lot about that. What if they get disappointed when they get interviewed by someone else and not the hot guy they were expecting?

I walked slowly into the office, trying to calm myself. I can do this.

The office was large, glassy and beautifully designed. It wasn't having much bright colours but what do I expect from a male boss? Pink and roses? Hell nah.

The boss's back was facing me, a hand in his pocket, but I know he is aware of my presence already.

"Sit" I heard his cold voice. It was familiar. Too familiar that I felt really disturbed, but I took my seat anyways.

He didn't turn his face at me, he simply stood there, facing the large window like he was taking in an interesting scene.

I cleared my throat to remind him of my presence.

I hope he knows it's me he should be studying and interviewing not the glassy window.

He rubbed the back of his neck with his other hand that wasn't pocketed and I took in the veins at the back of his palm and the silver bracelet around his wrist.

That is also way too familiar. I could swear I've seen something like that somewhere. My mind drifted to someone and I tensed instantly.

Oh my God. Please don't let it be him. I mean it can't even be who I think it is, right?

My heart started pounding in my chest and when the boss suddenly turned around, my brain almost exploded.

Fucking fuck! How can I see him in my dreams and then see him here again?

His lips divided in surprise and he squinted his eyes at me like he was trying to confirm if it was really me.

Dude, it's me. The girl you hate with so much passion.

He took slow strides towards me and when he reached the table, our eyes locked.

Jason is the CEO of this company and he is gonna be interviewing me.

Oh, wow. Today just got really better.

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