by Anna Collins
Out of frustration, I began punching the wall.
My secretary Riley peeped "sir, Emily Wyatt has left a message for you, she tried to call you several times but your phone remained unavailable. She said she is waiting for you at your house" Riley blushed while saying this, she exactly knew the kind of woman Emily was and what she was expecting from me.
I gestured Riley to disperse, then sat down, holding my head. The father-daughter duo were poles apart, while Emily wanted to get in my pants and her father believed that there should be no physical relationship between a man and woman till they were married. I guess Ben Wyatt belonged from the 19th century. That poor man might get a heart attack if he ever saw Emily in those skimpy clothes that she usually wore before me.
Oh, Shit! Emily was in my house, I needed to take care of that. I quickly rushed home.
~
"Hi baby" Emily greeted me with a long hug and a kiss on my cheek. More than the hug I enjoyed the annoyed expression on Freya's face, she was standing with Liam at the other side of the drawing room. Liam was showing her something on his iPad but all her attention was towards me and Emily. Damn the way she wrinkled her nose looked really cute. What are you thinking? She is not cute Okay! Said my alter ego, I immediately looked away.
"Thanks for inviting me over. I am so happy that I have a surprise for you and guess what I bought a nice bottle of French wine for you. Wait for a Sec" she smiled stupidly and ran down to the guest room. How did she know where was the guest room? I guessed Freya had told her and wait...I did not invite her then who did it?
Could it be Freya? I was about to go to Freya and ask her when Emily called out "darling, please come inside."
Liam and Freya were laughing hard.
I shook my head and walked inside, I could deal with Freya some other time.
The room had rose petals spread all over and I could detect the foul smell of vanilla flavored candles, Jeez, I hated all this stuff. But what I saw next made my eyes wide. Emily was lying on the bed, wearing a red night gown, it barely reached up to her mid thighs. The material of that dress was almost transparent.
She looked sexy, and I admitted to myself that I was mildly attracted to her. But I could not cross the boundary with her. Emily was stupid, what if she spilled it out to her father? No, she was not worthy of taking such a big risk. I quickly got out of the room. I needed a way to turn her down because if I went to her she would not let me speak and would force me to fuck her and I had my doubts that I would not be able to say no to her. Hey don't blame me, I am a man after all.
Whom could I use to get Emily out of here? If Uncle or Liam saw Emily in that position what would they think about me? I could not appear bad in front of my family, on the other hand, I could not behave rudely to Emily as well, I needed her help to get to Ben Wyatt.
Crap! I had nowhere to go. Just then my eyes fell on Freya and why did she appear more beautiful each time I saw her? Now she was wearing a purple Tee, 'I love you' was printed on it with yellow letters. Her hair was arranged in a low ponytail, she was rubbing her eyes. I saw my reflection in the decorated round mirror attached to the wall as a show piece and I saw myself smiling. What was that delicate smile doing on my face? Argh!
"Freya!" I yelled.
"What? It’s 11pm. I am going to sleep," she yawned.
"You need to do something before sleeping. Go to the guest room and tell Emily that I have gone out, tell her that it was an emergency and make her leave" I commanded.
She quickly threw me a look of suspicion "but you are still here, you go and tell her. My job is to take care of the house, not to take care of your crazy girlfriends. Why did you invite her in the 1st place if you were having an 'emergency situation'? "She made air quotes on the word emergency situation and Jeez! Her tone was so demanding she almost sounded like an annoyed girlfriend.
She turned to leave and I pulled her hand tightly, she lost balance and fell on my chest. Her warm breath was falling on my neck and her scent was overwhelming my senses. She quickly moved away. Before she could yell at me, I spoke up "your job is to follow my orders, now go inside" I uttered.
"Nope, I did not find it anywhere in the job description" she pouted.
I shrugged "then I will have to go the other way. If you don't do as I have told you I will kiss you forcefully" I smiled mischievously.
She took some steps back "okay, I will do it" she stumbled.
I hid behind the pillar and after about 5 minutes both Emily and Freya came out of the guest room. Emily seemed angry and was saying something to Freya which I could not hear and then she walked out of the house angrily. Thank God!
"Hey Freya, up here" I gestured her to come near me. She had a frown pasted on her face "Ewww, I hated it! Do you have any idea how it felt to tell a naked girl that there won't be any action for her tonight? Arghh! Though I liked the last part when she abused you and told that you are impotent" Freya was giggling as she described her encounter with Emily.
"Though it's none of my business, but why did you bail on such a hot girl? Are you gay?" Freya was still laughing.
A part of me found that sight really soothing, but the other part was beginning to piss off. "I don't like clingy girls. By the way how much did you contribute in creating this scene?" I raised my eyebrows.
"Is your top floor okay? What would I get by calling her here? And the most important thing, she said that you invited her. She did not say a girl in your house invited me on your behalf. Man, your observation skills are in the minus" she nodded her head with an expression on her face that said you-are-dumb.
Freya had got a point, maybe Emily misunderstood me. And why did I always connect everything to Freya? She clearly had nothing to do with this. Maybe I should see a psychiatrist.
Freya
All thanks to my smartness and his dumbness, I was saved. I jumped on my bed letting out a sigh of relief. Yes, my plan had flopped. I made Rick call Emily. Rick pretended to be Robert and she actually fell for it. Maybe Robert and Emily did not talk much on the phone, that's why she could not recognize Rick's voice. My plan was to make Robert angry to such an extent that he would act violently with Emily and in the meantime, I would have captured that scene. I knew he did not like Emily if he liked her he would have never thrown away her number. I thought he would get irritated at her sight and would at least slap her. But my plan flopped; Robert was really calm, what could be the reason behind it? God, this is really getting difficult. And I dozed off to sleep.
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"That girl was so sexy" Liam spoke while sipping his cup of coffee.
I rolled my eyes at him "that is not the correct word to describe a girl. You can call her beautiful or pretty."
He showed me his tongue "Freya, from which era are you? Everyone uses these words. And dude her bo...I mean ‘upper portion' looked unusually fluffy" he laughed and I also could not stop myself from laughing.
I hit him on the head "Liam, you are so naughty."
"Good morning everyone" Robert joined us at the breakfast table wearing a full sleeved Tee and yoga pants. Hmm, he looked cool in casuals.
And wait a Sec, he said good morning everyone and there was no one at the breakfast table except for me and Liam, he wished me good morning?
"You are not dreaming, bro nodded at you in a friendly way and he actually said good morning everyone" Liam whispered. I gulped down, feeling strange.
"Where is uncle?" he asked, turning over the pages of the newspaper.
"He went to the club" Liam replied.
Robert nodded.
"Okay family, I am going out to chill with my friends. You two don't kill each other" Liam laughed playfully, offered me a fist punch and went away.
"He likes you" Robert uttered.
"Yes, I am that good. But I don't blame you for not liking me actually, monsters have no brains or eyes that could see the goodness in human" I taunted.
He clenched his fists over the paper, "I am trying to act normal with you and you
are being mean to me?" he growled.
I smirked "oh really, normal? Mr. Hudson after what you have done to me, my life will never be normal again. With a first class degree in journalism, I am sitting at your house, taking care of it. Is this normal?" I felt a lump in my throat as I spoke.
Before I could even reach the corridor, I heard him speak.
"So it's my fault now, I am the monster, I am the bad person, but missy it was you who got the monster out of me. You poked me, you insulted me in front of everyone and I just punished you that's it. Tit for tat" He squared his shoulder.
Disgusting! I clenched my fists "wow, I guess God has shifted his duty to you. You are the man who has received with the responsibility to punish everyone!" I while speaking I walked up to his chair.
He was looking at me silently. I leaned down a bit so that we could be face to face. "Robert Hudson, the great Punisher, but you forgot the basic element of punishment, guilt. How many times had I said that I did not do it on purpose? I even said sorry to you for a mistake that I had not done. You know even the court does not punish the criminals who don’t have a men’s rea for the crime they had committed, but I guess you consider himself much greater than any of the lords sitting at the house of Lords" I snapped. I had been holding these words for a long time, the bursting out actually brought me a bit of relief.
His blue eyes were burning with the fire of rage. My words hurt his ego, Oh God! What have I done? What if he kills me? These thoughts made my forehead sweat. He was still silent, Freya, get out of here before you get killed. I bit my lip in tension and got on my heels.
"Oh, not so fast," he growled and pulled the sleeve of my top when I resisted, a part of my sleeve tore off exposing my shoulder. "You idiot" I raised my hand in an attempt to slap him, but he held both of my hands and pinned it to my back. And now the torn part of my sleeve had started showing some cleavage. Gosh! I was trapped under the heavy mountain of his gigantic body, his hold was too strong.
"How dare you talk to me in that obnoxious tone? Have you forgotten who I am?" his voice shook me and I found myself gasping for air.
But why was he looking at my parted lips like a hungry person looked at a plate of food?
Then he lowered his head and his face was inches from mine. His features were so sharp and smooth, it looked totally sculpted and now his eyes had lost the fire of rage, instead they were showing some unknown intensity. I had never looked at him from this close distance, he was so gorgeous, so alluring.
My breathing became irregular, he was inching closer. His sharp nose touched mine and I shivered. How could someone so gorgeous be so dangerous? I kept blinking at him and he put his rough mouth over my trembling lips.
My mind was yelling at me to break free, but my body stood numb. Actually, it was not numb, he had restricted my movement. He kissed me slow and deep, plunging his tongue inside my gaping mouth, but I could not kiss him back, I was frozen my body was not in a state to react to anything.
His other free hand trailed around the exposed part of my body and I found him drawing a line down from my neck to the softness of my breasts.
This has to stop, I can't let him molest me, said the sane part of me. Before I could take a step, he released me and turned away.
I was stunned but did not waste any time. "I quit!" uttering the two words with all the strength left my body, I literally ran away from there.
~
I took a cab to Kate's apartment. While sitting in the cab I found that my heart was still beating fast. He kissed me, how could I let that happen? I touched my lips, they still had his touch spread all over it. I rubbed them vigorously with my fingers, trying to rub him off me. I will never see him again, I said to myself.
Kate is gonna kill me, if she ever found out that I had not gone to Manhattan for my new job, instead I was working for Robert Hudson. God save me, I murmured while unlocking the door with my own set of keys.
The first scene that came into my view raised my eyes to my forehead. The extreme sound of moaning and grunting was not coming from the neighborhood, it was coming from here. Rick was lying naked on the couch and Kate was sitting on his lap.
The picture in front of me looked so dirty that I felt like puking. They were making out and making noises like wild animals. "Ewww gross!" I cried out.
Now the room was filled with silence. Thankfully Kate and Rick were dressed now, they sat across me on the small chairs on the kitchen table, with guilty expressions on their faces and I was standing near the counter trying to drink a glass of water. Yes, I was only trying because the images of their wild encounter were still floating in front of my eyes.
"I was out for 5 days and when I came back, I saw this 'scene' that...I don't even know what to say. How did this happen guys? I thought Rick was scared of you and Kate you always said that Rick was a girly type of guy, then why?" the skin on my forehead was wrinkled as I demanded those answers.
"Sis, I have always liked Kate but was afraid to tell it to her and it turned out that our feelings were mutual," Rick said nervously.
"How can I hate him, he is so cute" Kate held Rick's hand and he blushed.
"So you two had this thing from before and none of you cared to let me know about it? Good very good I clutched on the glass while gritting my teeth.
"Freya, don't be angry with us. We are a family" Kate reached to me. She was right; they were my only close ones. Suddenly I got emotional; when that monster pounced on me, Rick and Kate were at my side. I hugged Kate and Rick smiled and joined the hug "guys don't ever leave me alone" I uttered.
Chapter 9
Freya
Everything had turned upside down; my two best friends were dating each other. I had no idea whether I should be feeling happy or sad about it. It was damn weird. My head got messed up by seeing their wild love making. Robert's kiss was better than this. What did I just think? I began hitting my head. My thoughts needed a milestone; they had been going out of the way lately. Eh! Now my head was paining. The long walk along the road was not helping. In fact, nothing was helping. My frown deepened, my face was crying, but tears were refusing to come out.
Robert Hudson, he was the storm of my life. I kept walking aimlessly and kept talking to the moon. It was a habit that I had from my childhood; I always used to speak my problems aloud in a hope that God might hear them. But even God had turned away from me. I was nothing but a useless, jobless girl who ran away from her home. I hated my life.
I tried to lose myself in the sweet memories of my childhood when the repeated honking of a car disturbed me.
I turned back angrily and snapped at the driver, "You idiot! Do you have marbles fitted instead of eyes? Can't you see there is plenty of road on my side to get your car out of the way?"
Then driver went sideways and parked the outside of a house. The man I hated most came out of the car. I walked close to me; I bet he could see the I-want-to-smash-your-head look on my face.
Avoiding him, I tried to walk in the other way.
"Freya, you have to go home with me," he yelled.
I turned back, shocked did I hear the correct thing? Was he asking me to go back to his house? But why? Jeez! Was he planning to kill and bury me inside the walls of his house.
"Noooo!" I shouted those words did not follow a command from my brain.
He looked at me with have-you-gone-mad expression.
Getting a hold on myself "I have already quit the job, get your facts straight" I uttered raising my head.
He sighed, shaking his head "I know that, and I also know that I wanted you to get out of my house from the first day when I had seen you there. But now the situation has changed...I...kind of...need...you" he was feeling a loss of words while uttering the last part of his sentence.
Definitely, he was planning to kill me, there was no other way he could say those words to ANYONE. I gulped down and decided not to answer him anything, my life was at stake.
I quickly turned away and started to walk fast act
ually at first I had given a thought about running, but then changed the plan, thinking that it would seem too dramatic.
"Come on! Don't behave childishly. It's important; otherwise, I would not have come behind you at 10pm of the night. I have an emergency," he whined.
My speed slowed down, but I did not stop, of course, he had an emergency and the emergency was to kill me. No buddy, I was not so dumb to fall into your trap.
