Ever been ran over by a snowplow and suddenly came back to life or better yet ever been operated on without anesthesia. Of course none of these things ever happened to me rather it was the same intense pain that hit my head that had me thinking about those experiences I had heard of hangovers but no one, absolutely no one warned me of how intense they were. My head throbbed and I winced in pain waking up and resting my back on the headboard."You are awake, finally. Here, have this,"Chica stood infront of me, a glass of water in hand and what I would presume to be pills to kill the headache.I took the glass off her hands, taking the meds and trying to remember what happened the previous night. There was a lot of alcohol involved for sure last night, a hot blonde bartender, a couple of hookers dancing on poles and lastly, a brawl. A brawl that involved an angry Niklaus Rogers on top of another drunk man hitting the living daylights out of him.I couldn't recall much after that but on

"No! It won't work!""But you haven't heard the rest of it""I've heard enough and I don't think the idea meets the hotel's expectations"He had shouted and like everyone in the room I grew quiet. Leave it to Niklaus Rogers to get angry over a mere presentation that wasn't actually agreed upon. One hour later, I was seated on the passenger's seat of his Jaguar doing nothing in particular but stare outside the window."Can I turn on the radio?"I asked after minutes of silence. Silence that would cut through glass in a second. Don't get me wrong, I didn't want to talk either. Everything that happened today was alot to take in. The fact that Niklaus was clueless on how to apologize and the fact that Carl fired me because of my popularity with the paparazzi. Did it kill him to atleast buy me flowers and apologize? I get that it wasn't part of the contract but I atleast thought he would apologize with a bunch of roses in his hands.I was a dreamer, one that thought that one day my prince

"Then end this now. You know I hate the guy and it's clear as day you don't love him. You are with him to spite me, Issa", I half shouted."Just like your are with your assistant to make me jealous huh? I know you too, Klaus. I know your type of women",she paused taking my hand and directing it behind her, so much that her breasts were firmly chummy to my chest. "And what type is that?", I asked barely trying to back away from her. I couldn't deny it, having her close to me did wonders to my body. Like any man in my position, I wanted to grab her by the neck and lock lips with her. Maybe even go a little further like... except in the midst of all this, I saw Eleanor infront of me, smiling at me with those succulent lips that begged to be kissed."Me-I'm your-" And before she finished her statement, I had already closed the gap between us locking our lips together feeling her tangle her hands behind my back while she fondled with my hair using her slim fingers. Except it felt differ

Watching her last night walking around wrapped in nothing but a towel was pure torture. She was so oblivious of how tempting she was at the moment. I stared at my laptop trying to keep up with the sales report but who was I kidding, I couldn't focus. Not with her long legs visible to my eyes, not with the wild thoughts that ran in my head, thoughts of grabbing her and taking off the flimsy towel from her body and making ooh sweet... sweet love to her.I stood up leaving the room and heading to the shower to take one cold bath. It wasn't just a mere bath, it was a good five minutes of stroking my length until I decided that this wasn't healthy. Having absurd thoughts about her wasn't healthy for me. When I got out of the bathroom, she was already getting under the covers and I took some of the blankets from the closet going to the small couch to rest."Dang it!" I groaned inaudibly. Sleeping on that couch was like forcing a llama to sleep on a manger, not to mention, it felt like I cou

Terrified, that was one way to put how I felt at the moment. My hands were covered in blood as Niklaus tried to keep himself together. In one way or another, I knew I had to remove the clasped metal from his foot. If I didn't do that then in a couple of minutes he would bleed to death."I'm going to do this and you have to be strong, Nick",I said nervously and he nodded in pain, his head falling back.In one, two and three my hands were on both side of the trap pulling hard as I could."I'm gonna need you to pull out your leg, Niklaus. As fast as I open this, I need you to pull your leg out, please", I strained feeling tears fall down my cheek.Frankly I didn't know why I was crying, all I knew was with the state of helplessness I was in, with Niklaus bleeding and us being in the eerie darkness ignited emotions of sadness and fear. He was going to die because of me.I pulled the dang rusty metal with all my might and I felt Niklaus slowly lift his leg from it's clutches. As immediate