just another roomie

Chapter 1 (Rachel's POV)It was another rainy day in London.Nothing new.I was born in London, so rain to me was something that's almost a must every day.But when I woke up at 6am this morning, I had no idea it would be raining in my life as well.I was sitting in my office, going over some papers for my boss and waiting for my lunch break.See, I was just an ordinary secretary in a huge law firm but I didn't care.I liked my job.The only thing I didn't like was my boss.He was a sleeze bag that groped me every time he passed my desk.So a few days ago, I complained about him to our HR team.I should know by now a good lawyer wouldn't fall that easily.And that would be proven to be right to me in three, two, one…BANG!The doors of my office were pushed open with great force, and a loud bang resonated all around the office."You ungrateful bitch! I gave you an opportunity to work with the best lawyer in London and you went and reported me to HR! For what? A few touches that were

Chapter 3 (Rachel's POV)I am sure you are wondering what Mason did to deserve my hatred.Well honestly, he did nothing. At least not to me.But he was a well known playboy that used girls for his entertainment and threw them away once he got tired of them.And that kind of behaviour was simply unacceptable in my book.Yes he was hot. But he knew it and used it to his advantage.He had black hair that was a bit curly at the end and always looked like he just crawled out of his bed.His eyes were green, but not just any green. It was this forest green mixed with something bright.I have no idea how to describe it, but if you looked at him at the right angle it was like his eyes were little shiny emeralds.About his body…I know next to nothing.Sure I knew he was tall but that's it.He always wore baggy clothes and since he was always behind his laptop developing and programming shit, he was probably skinny under all those clothes.Once upon a time I had a crush on him.But that was back

Chapter 5 (Rachel's POV)I hate him!I hate his words!Hate his body!I! Hate!Him!But damn.That body of his sure is a masterpiece.It must be some kind of sin to hide such a body.Remember how I told you he was probably skinny?Wrong!Who would have thought a geek like Mason could have a body like that?Because watch it, he didn't have a 6 pack, THERE WAS A FREAKING 8 PACK!And those words.Never in my life would I expect a guy like him to have such a dirty mind.And I am ashamed to tell you but he managed to turn me on.Even before he said anything.There sure was a lot of chemistry and passion between us.But there was no chance in hell I would admit it to him.He was still a man whore.Even though when I looked back at our conversation from moments ago he seemed hurt by my words.It's not like I made that up.It was well known knowledge all over the campus when we were in high school and later in college.And that description just stuck with him.Not my fault.But still I could

Chapter 7 (Rachel's POV)I woke up with a massive headache and a huge hole in my memory.I had no idea how I got to the bed.Or when.It was all a huge blur.All I could remember was that I had an interview yesterday in the afternoon and that it was a disaster.I had no idea how they knew about what happened in my former company, but it was obvious they knew it all.Well they knew what Mr. Dickson told them at least. But they didn't want to hear even a word of my side of the story.But right now it was too early to think about those things.And my head protested as it was, without me trying to understand some assholes.I moved to the kitchen to get myself a cup of coffee and prayed it would help me with my headache.Once I finally sat down with coffee in front of me, it didn't even smell right to me anymore.I was just thinking where I'd put my painkillers when I heard a door being opened down the hall."Long night roomie?"Well of course it was Mason who else could it be since we li

Chapter 9 (Rachel's POV)Expression on Mason's face when I told him I got an interview in his company was priceless.I wish I had my phone with me so I could take a picture.Anytime I would feel bad or had a bad day I would just look at that picture and my day would be brighter.But either way. I won't forget that expression any time soon.But what bugged me was the fact I couldn't remember sending an email to a company with that name.Ah who cares.I probably wasn't paying enough attention.But what matters is the fact I got the interview.Now I only have to do good tomorrow and cross my fingers that they give me a chance.As long as they didn't ask about my previous work experiences I was safe.But first things first.I had to find something suitable to wear to my interview.I was halfway through everything I had in the closet when I suddenly came across the perfect combination.It was my best pair of jeans that fit my body like a glove.It was plain jeans, but when you take a close