Everett
I am heading up to my brother’s office on the top floor. I came reluctantly because he had paperwork for me to review. We get along fine, but we aren’t as close as most brothers are. Most of our dealings with each other revolve around business. His wife and three children keep him very busy. Hugo and I couldn’t be more different. Business and money are the only common ground we have. He disapproves of my lifestyle choices. It doesn’t matter to me what he thinks. I am who I am.
Stepping out of the elevator, I make a beeline for his office. I ignore the eyes on me and the women whispering and giggling. I consistently have an impact on women, but none of them interests me. If I used one of my brother’s employees as my toy, he would be furious.
He is seated at his desk, speaking on the phone. I walk straight in and impatiently wait for him to get off the call. I can’t wait around for him all day. I have my own responsibilities to attend to. I tap my foot on the floor while crossing my arms over my chest.
Hugo looks up at me and shakes his head. “I will call you back soon. My very impatient big brother is here.”
“Finally!” I say when he hangs up.
“You have been waiting for two minutes. Don’t be so dramatic.” He chuckles.
“I have a lot to do.”
He expresses his annoyance by rolling his eyes. We can’t all have the patience of a saint like he has.
“Take a seat, and I will grab what you need. I will be back in five minutes. Can you wait five minutes?”
“Yes.”
I let out a sigh and settle down in a chair. I use my phone to keep myself entertained while waiting for his return. He should have had it looked out for me coming. He’s had enough time. I received a message from him last night, asking me to come in this afternoon. My attention is caught by the sound of heels on my brother’s tiled floor.
When I look over, the first thing I notice are legs that seem to go on forever, smooth and tanned. Who do those belong to? I run my eyes upwards. The person is wearing a black dress.
“Pardon me, but I’m trying to find Mr. Amery.”
My head shoots up in response to the soft, gentle voice. I smirk when I see the pretty face that matches everything else. She has flowing, brunette hair cascading over her shoulders and a twinkle in her stunning, ocean-green eyes. A light red lipstick graces her lips, which are shaped like hearts. Damn, who the fuck is this woman?
I rise and position myself before her. I see a collection of freckles on her left cheek. When our eyes lock, she immediately averts her gaze and gulps nervously.
“I am Mr Amery.”
“I’m referring to the other one,” she whispers.
“Please make eye contact when speaking to me. It is rude not to.” I demand.
A soft whimper escapes her kissable lips, but she does I tell her.
“Sorry, sir.”
I step in closer to her, keeping only mere inches between us. “Much better. Who are you? This is the first time I’ve seen you here.”
“I am Aubrey, Mr Amery’s new executive assistant. It is nice to meet you. I assume you are Everett?” she smiles shyly, extending her hand to me.
I grasp it firmly, eliminating any distance between us. She gasps at the closeness between us. “Yes, that is me. It is nice to meet you, Aubrey.” I smirk and lick my lips.
Her hand starts to feel warm, and her breath appears to quicken. Despite her efforts to break free, I refuse to release my hold. I stare at her, not saying a word. She quickly shifts her gaze from side to side before looking away from me once more.
“Everett, do not even think about it.” My brother’s voice warns from behind Aubrey.
I release her hand and retreat a few steps. I smirk over her shoulder at him. “I am not doing anything.”
Hugo positions himself between us and asks Aubrey, “Is there something you need?”
“I came by to tell you that your meeting for tomorrow morning has been moved to the afternoon.” She replies.
“Okay, thank you. I apologise for my brother. You are dismissed.”
Nodding, she quickly departs. Hugo directs his attention towards me.
“Stay away from here, Everett.” He snaps.
“Why? Are you screwing her or something?”
“What? No, of course not. I am happily married. I am not you. She is Erica’s cousin. She has had a hard time recently; she doesn’t need you in her life to make things worse for her.”
“Maybe a little fun would do her the world of good.” I shrug.
“I swear to God, stay the fuck away from here. She just got away from one asshole. She doesn’t need to get involved with another one. If you go near her at all, I will make you regret it,” he threatens.
By now, my little brother should have a better understanding of me. The stronger his refusal, the greater my desire. Being told what to do is something I don’t enjoy.
“God, you are no fun. I will stay away from her.”
I can’t make him any promises because it would be a lie. I won’t stay away.
He handed me the paperwork. “You are free to go now.”
“See you this weekend for your birthday dinner?”
“Yes. Let me know when you have read it over and give me your thoughts.”
We are expanding our business; this is the paperwork needed to get that sorted. I nodded and headed out. I pass by Aubrey on my way out. She watches me intently with her eyes. I wink at her before disappearing into the elevator.
If she’s Erica’s cousin, does that mean she’ll also be at Hugo’s birthday dinner? It seems likely. It just got more interesting. I really dislike celebrations such as birthdays and holidays. I could manage without them. Erica will also warn me to stay away from Aubrey. She has been with my brother for ten years; she knows me well.
Despite knowing I should stay away, I won’t. Everything I touch becomes ruined or broken, but that doesn’t stop me. I am a grown-ass man. I can do as I please. I don’t owe the world anything.
I will need to play nice. If she recently ended things with a jerk, she won’t be seeking another one. I can play the good guy. I have done it before until I get what I want. I never fail to obtain what I desire. I smirk as I head back to my car. I need to return to the office for a couple of hours.
How long has Aubrey been in town? Why didn’t Hugo mention he has a new assistant? Did he hire her solely because she is family, or does she actually have experience? It makes no difference to me either way. I want her. I will get her, end of story.
AubreyEverett has kept his distance since I asked him to leave the other morning. I haven’t seen or heard from him. I want to think he has got the hint and has backed off, but I don’t think that will be the case. He doesn’t strike me as someone who would surrender that easily. Kissing him back was a huge mistake! Regardless of how good it felt at the time, it was a foolish action on my part.I would see him tonight for Hugo’s birthday. Something I am not looking forward to. If it weren’t for Hugo, I would cancel. I wouldn’t do that to him, not after everything he and Erica have done for me. I have his cake ready to take with me. Erica is picking me up to take me. It should be a good night and nothing too crazy. There will probably be about twenty people, I think. We are having dinner and drinks.I secure the cake in a box and head to get ready. Erica is arriving shortly. I straighten my hair, pinning some of it back. I keep my make-up light and basic, including mascara, blusher, and
EverettWaking up, Aubrey and I were in a different sleeping position than when we had fallen asleep. Her back is to my front, and her body is curled tightly into the curves of mine. My arm is draped over her.Under different circumstances, I would have vanished overnight. I always do after I get what I need, but I didn’t get what I needed with Aubrey. Not yet, anyway. Aubrey shifts slightly. As she does, her ass brushes right against my morning excitement. A loud groan escapes me at the contact. My sensitivity and arousal levels are usually heightened in the morning.Aubrey’s unexpected giggle startles me. “Sorry.”I don’t hear much remorse in her voice.“I don’t think you are sorry,” I reply.Another laugh escapes her lips. She appears quite playful in the mornings. In a flash, my big hand encircled her delicate wrists. I use them to pull her close to me, bringing her face to face with me. She gasps and isn’t laughing any longer. Nerves have taken its place. Aubrey keeps her eyes lo
AubreyI have been trying to sleep for the last couple of hours, but I'm failing. I am anxious because I know Everett is asleep on my sofa. We drank more wine than we intended, and before we knew it, it was very late. I offered him my sofa so he wouldn’t have to get a cab. I would have felt guilty otherwise. He stuck to his promise about backing off for the rest of the night. However, I suspect this isn’t the end of his game.Why am I so nervous? He wouldn’t enter my bedroom without permission. He wouldn’t, right? I am not fearful of him, but he seems like a man who usually gets what he wants. I would prefer not to be added to that list, but I can’t promise myself I will manage that. The last thing I need is another man in my life, not after everything my ex put me through. Groaning in frustration, I sit up and run my fingers through my hair. I don’t sleep the best on a normal night, but tonight is a little different from the reasoning behind that.I hesitantly climb out of bed. A cup
EverettI arrive outside Aubrey’s home. Although she said she wouldn’t, I’m sure she’ll answer the door. I have brought ingredients with me to make salmon linguine. I parked and walked up the street to her building. Luckily, as I arrive, someone is already heading on. I slip in behind them. That worked well because if I had to buzz up. Aubrey might not even let me into the building.I don’t think there’s anything wrong with us having dinner together. My brother doesn’t need to know. Aubrey is overreacting to the whole situation. I knocked insistently on her apartment door. I pause, and when she doesn’t reply, I try again, more loudly. She will answer if she doesn’t want her neighbours to start complaining about all of the noise. After three attempts, the door opened to reveal an angry Aubrey glaring at me.“Why can’t you take no for an answer? You shouldn’t be here.”I shrug. “I don’t follow the rules, baby girl,” I smirk.“You aren’t leaving, are you?” she scoffs, rolling her eyes.
AubreyI attempted to use work as a distraction from thinking about Everett, but it didn’t work. Why did he need to make an appearance once more? Why won’t he leave me be?“Aubrey, are you okay? You have been somewhere else today?”Hugo’s voice interrupts my thoughts. I raise my eyes to him and give him a smile. I can’t tell him what is wrong. If I do it, he will be furious.“I’m good. I am tired, that's all. I didn’t sleep very well last night.” I lie.I hate lying to him, but I refuse to cause an argument between them.“Why couldn’t you sleep?”I gesture with a shrug. “I’m not sure. Just one of those nights.”“As long as you are okay. I will let you get back to work.” He smiles and disappears.A sigh escapes me as I run my fingers through my hair. I have no idea what to do about tonight. Everett is going to show up, even when I told him not to. I know it. He must shift his focus to another person since it cannot be me. Perhaps the smartest choice is not to be at home when he is expe
EverettI’m outside Aubrey’s apartment, waiting to catch her before she leaves for work. If I attempted to get in, she would deny me access. I was furious after leaving her house last night. I discovered methods to overcome it. My mood greatly improved after having a few drinks and engaging in a sexual encounter with a stranger. She is mistaken if she believes last night was the end of it. I dislike being denied what I desire. She wants me to, but because of my brother, she is too worried to be honest.I stand against my car, two coffees in hand. I haven’t been here long. I assume it is this time she leaves to get to work. My gaze remains fixed on her building. Within moments, the entrance door opens, and she emerges. She begins walking in the opposite direction, completely unaware of my presence. Doesn’t she have a car?I smirk and pull myself from the car, heading towards her. I stand in her way, blocking her path.“Good morning, beautiful.”She jumps, finally looking up, “Everett,