There are many ways one can describe Raine. Powerful, confident, sexy... She does well to keep her business life and her night life separate, though she is a lioness in both.She knows what she wants, when she wants it; whether its money or sex. If she can take it, she will. It's the hunt she enjoys, and the hunt may be her downfall when those two worlds start to collide.
View MoreI'm not sure if I was the only one feeling this way, but sitting here with these three men was causing my armpits to sweat. Any of them could say something that could make this breakfast a nightmare. Shane and Kale sat across from each other, while Mr. Davis sat across from me. The rustic square table we sat at seemed too small for all four of us, and I wasn't just referring to our sizes, but our attitudes. There was something in the air, and it felt like war."This waitress sure is taking her time isn't she," I murmur underneath my breath. In my head the faster we got our food, the less talking and eye intimidation that would take place, and likely that we would only be here a mere thirty minutes."So, Mr. Harley," the old man was the first to speak up. "You've been with us a few weeks now, how is it going working with Ms. McClaren."
The city is starting to calm, and I am sitting here in my office, my mind going over all the men who have seemed to attach themselves to me. It was a close call for me today. I’ve tried to keep my nose clean and stay out of trouble, but I obviously wasn’t trying hard enough. I had to be honest with myself. I liked the attention that both Kale and Shane gave me, but it wasn’t worth the life that I built. I needed to end it with both of them. I sat in my office chair, legs crossed, one beautiful rose to my nose and I stared out the window in thought. There was a knock at the door, and I could already guess who it was. “Raine,” his voice is soft, and apologetic. I said nothing, allowing him to step closer to me. “Raine, about today…” I spun around, staring Shane in his young face before shaking my head slightly. “I agreed to go along with this because I thought you could be discreet…” “I can,” he said, “I didn’t expect this to be such a fiasco.” “That is not true,” I answered, “Tha
Kale Spencer and I sat alone at a table in the corner at a coffee shop. My stomach was doing flips and turns, and I was in no mood to enjoy lunch. I ordered water with a lemon wedge at a spot right across the street from Quality Advertising. It made no sense to travel further than that since I wasn’t eating and decided to only give myself thirty minutes for my break. “Do you want to explain what you meant back there?” Kale asked as he waited for his order. Upon exiting the elevator, I told him now wasn’t the time or place to talk about the damage he had just done. I walked ahead, thinking my attitude would be off putting and he’d wander on his own to find lunch. Obviously, that’s not what happened. He instead followed me to my destination, taking a seat with me as if I invited him. He didn’t take the hint. And if he did, he just chose to ignore it. I sat the flowers down on the table, staring at them in thought. No matter which way I looked at it, this was Shane’s fault. I wouldn
I sat at my desk, going over the first part of the proposal that my team would be giving next week. They planned out a timeline as to when each advertisement would take place, being careful not to have them too close or too far apart. They had a few public ideas on how to advertise Paris as well, everything from a Beer Garden to a Dance Party. To be honest, I loved their ideas and had plenty of thoughts of my own that I could add. There was a knock at the office door. “Come in.” I kept my eyes on the screen of my tablet, scrolling through the power point. “I knew you’d be here hard at work,” the old man's voice spoke out to me. My eyes shifted up quickly, as I got to my feet, seeing Mr. Davis in the door. The first thing that came to mind? I was going to strangle the neck of Karen Aguilar. He was with his cane today, wearing a white suit. “Mr. Davis,” I greeted him, walking over to him, taking him by his arm to guide him to a chair at my desk. “You are looking sharp today.” He chu
I walked into my office on time today. When I stepped off the elevator Shane was right there, by my side, that second cup of coffee in his hand. “Good morning Raine,” He said as he gave me the cup, keeping up in my steps. “Good Morning Shane,” I said, leading the way. “I didn’t realize we were on a first name basis at work.” He smiled. “Yeah, it's just something I’m trying. Besides, I am not the only one that calls you that. You were just trying to keep me in my place.” I chuckled. He had that right. “Why are you so dressed up?” “I didn’t think you’d notice,” he answered. I stopped, turning to face him. He wore black pants and a blue buttoned up tuck in. There was even a matching jacket. Not quite a suit, but not quite casual. His hair was tamed and I could tell he took a few extra minutes on it today. His cologne was also noticeable, and he left a trail of Ocean Breeze down the aisle. “Of course I’d notice.” For a compliment that wasn’t going to lead to sex, this was as go
The last time I was in the back seat of Kale’s car, things got a little out of control. As I climbed in this time, I knew it would be better, considering we took care of our needs already. When I looked over at him he flashed me a crooked smile. “Is there a place you have in mind?” He asked. It was his idea to get a drink, didn’t he have somewhere he wanted to go? I shrugged. “I’m not really in a social mood, so nothing too big. Just a little bar would be fine.” “Have you eaten?” The tall man asked, looking ahead at the driver, giving a nod. The car started and we were on the move. “I know a quiet spot that has the best steak. Are you hungry? I know I am.” After the fun we just had, of course he was. “I could use something light,” I said with a soft chuckle. He looked over at me, adjusting his coat. “Oh no.” I blinked. “What is it?” I asked. “You’re acting weird again,” he started. “Is this the part where we act like nothing happened again? Pretend we are nothing more tha
“Lose it.” The words purr from my mouth as I begged him to let it all go. I had wondered if he was the type to do so. I had seen it once before that very first night we met. The fact that we couldn’t keep it together long enough to make it to my home, his, or a motel… something, and got down and dirty in a bathroom stall told me he could lose. WE could lose it. Saying those two words. I dared him. He breathed in deep, contemplating my words, wondering if I’d give him what it was that he wanted. Last time he tried, I ran away from him, going back on whatever mental promise he felt like I had given. He was hoping that it wasn’t going to be the same this time. “Are there cameras in here?” He asked. Look at that, at least someone had their head on straight. I sighed. just before giving a nod. There were. “Yes,” I whispered softly. “You’re right. We couldn’t risk being caught.” His hazel eyes showed a shimmer of bad boy and I wondered what was going on in his head. If we stopped here
“Have a good night!” My team called back to me as they all piled onto the elevator, going home for the night. I flashed the perfect smile and gave a little wave just before I walked in the opposite direction, towards the mailroom. Despite the day being off to a rocky start, it got better along the way. The team was doing well with wrapping up the work for Paris. Starting Next week they would be building up the presentation, doing a few mock performances with me before showing Mr. Spencer the final product. Time seemed to go by so fast. Next Saturday was also the Employee Appreciation Dinner, which was my reason for staying behind tonight. There were quite a few certificates I had to print out, some paperwork that needed to be drawn up in regards to pay raises and special parking spots, even a few speeches to write. I may be an overpowering type of woman, driven by jealousy, greed, and selfishness, but I did want to keep the element of surprise for my team. And with the drama that wa
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