by Anna Collins
"Worst plan ever, look Emily is walking away, Danny couldn'timpress her" Rick whispered, breaking my bubble of cheerfulness.
"Noooo! My plan flopped, that idiot Danny is all talks and no charm" I stomped my feet.
"What else can we do? Let's go home" Rick suggested.
"No way! Not going to lose this time" I clenched my fists .
Danny joined us at the liquor station of the bar, he had disappointment written all over his face "Damn it Freya, I was this close to winning the game, Emily was totally flirting with me, but the problem is that she has a boyfriend" Danny said in a voice filled with frustration.
"Oh, the great womanizer Danny can't even snatch a girlfriend! And you call yourself ‘I'm the dude' huh" Rick mocked, laughing and threw a hi-five at me.
"shut up! This is not a hi five moment, Danny you are useless" I growled.
"oh really, at least I got the girl flirting with me, you don't even have it in you to approach the guy" he exclaimed, making the you-are-so-useless face at me.
"Ahh, I can totally make any guy fall for me" I pouted splatting my eyebrows.
"Ya….totally" Rick added nervously and got an angry glare from me in return.
Danny laughed "great then go ahead and try on that guy."
"By the way, who's the guy?" Rick and I asked in unison.
Danny pointed towards the guy in black shirt "him"
After gazing him silently for a few brief seconds, "Oh shucks! He's the monster himself" Rick panicked.
O-M-G! It was him, standing right in the lounge, talking to someone on his cell phone. He was wearing a black shirt which tightened across his expanded chest and the way he was running his hands through his properly settled hair was making him look like a Greek God. That's when I realized that God was so unfair, how could He make someone so gorgeous and yet fill so many bad things in him? I swallowed "umm…can't we go with another guy" shit! I was totally drowned. Stupid game, stupid Danny! Why did I agree to play it in the 1st place?
"Hey, no exchange offer. Play it or accept your defeat" he said meanly.
I gritted my teeth "what defeat? You couldn’t make out with Emily either" I pounced.
Danny took few steps backward "oww oww relax what's with the angry tigress thingy. I'm almost scared" he looked away.
"Hey if we see in that way, Danny won the game, Emily at least showed some interest in him" Rick calculated.
In return, Rick got a kick on his leg from me, combined with an I-am-going-to-kill-you-look from me.
"You are right bro, Freya, your anger can't make you win" he shrugged, fixing the creases on his blazer.
"I'm not a loser okay, and He is not a big deal" I pouted.
"You said not to let you go to him under any circumstances" Rick held back my arm, as I tried to walk.
I turned and grabbed the collar of Rick's shirt, throwing him a bunch of angry glares. Danny leaned closer, his mouth was slightly ajar.
Rick shook a bit and stammered "okay, ma..y be this is the circum…stance where I let you go."
"What are you going to do?" Danny asked.
"Something that the alcohol rising up in my head is asking me to do and something which I am so going to regret," I said while taking a deep breath.
Chapter 15
Robert
The melody of ‘one last night' by Vaults was floating in the air. Ya, most people found the melody soulful, me? Umm...no clue, I never listened to it properly.
Looking around I realized, the pub wasn’t so bad after all; correction only the area that I chose seemed a bit tolerable because it was away from the pathetic colorful disco lights, damn, I hated to see those animalistic dancing of the people who were happily dancing under it. Was that even a life? Loud music, lots of booze and random hook ups I guess that was the definition of happiness to them. At least they were free from all the care of the world.
The lounge area was cool and dark; it was separated from the disco and the liquor counter by a thin transparent glass. I liked the blue hanging lights on the wall; they offered pleasant light while keeping the essence of the darkness intact. The black leather couches were comfortable and offered me a lot of room to scoot away from the ever disturbing Emily.
Seriously, how could someone even tolerate her chirping voice? Oh right, I was doing it, but only to get my hands on Wyatt's business. I was glad that she bought my words, she believed that nothing was going on between me and Freya, thank Goodness.
"It has been almost an hour since we got here and all you are doing is staring at your phone. You didn't even notice that the muscular guy around the corner has asked me out. Seriously Robert, now I am beginning to think like you are texting your girlfriend" Emily whined in her fake seductive voice. Jeez! My head was paining by hearing her useless rumblings. But thank goodness for her brainlessness otherwise she would have found out that I had zero interest in coming here with her.
I was doing my favorite thing, getting myself busy with work.
Again I was back to square one. Again I had no choice but to roam around with this bimbo, half naked daughter of Mr. Wyatt. And I wasn’t even sure if roaming around with her would get me the deal, but a part of me wasn’t ready to lose this bit of 'straw'.
And there I was wasting my Saturday night in a pathetic bar with a clingy girl. Damn, I so wished I could escape it because I was in no mood to sleep with Wyatt's daughter wasn't it enough that Freya had already thrown the word 'hooker' on my face? And now when I was moving around with Emily I was actually feeling that I might be on the way to becoming one. Crap! that girl had the capacity to invade my thoughts.
"Darling, you look distressed what's wrong?" Emily touched my shoulder.
"Nothing, just wondering when your dad is going to sell his company to me" I sighed.
"Oh, don't worry, I will try my best to convince him. By the way, I just love your enthusiasm and...everything" she said in a husky voice pouting her lips awkwardly.
She might feel that she was looking sexy, but I found it gross.
I so wanted to escape this awkward and boring rendezvous with Emily. But how could I mess it up when she just promised that she would try to convince her dad? One bad behavior from my side and bam! Wyatt's telecommunications would slip away from my grip like running water.
Emily was looking at me intently, suddenly her cheerful expression changed into a disturbed one "Robert, you said you two weren't a thing, then what is she doing here? And why is she coming to you?" she asked.
"Who?" I curved my eyebrows and looked in the direction she was pointing.
Freaking Hell! Was that Freya Lawrence? and why was she coming towards me, looking incredibly cute and delicious in a lavender crop top and floral white pants? This time, she didn't tie her hair, nice I liked it, long loose curls. Whoa! Robert Hudson! get a grip on your man parts, I advised myself she is just a girl, it's not anything you haven't seen or touched before.
She stopped right in front of me, my black alligator diving shoes were only an inch away from her strappy white heel sandals. That's why she was looking a bit taller than the last time I had seen her, well, I hoped she wasn’t a huge fan of wearing high heeled sandals because that could give her joint pains. I shook my head, seriously, why did I even care?
Quickly covering my soft expressions with cold ones "yes, what do you want now?" I asked. I was certain that she had regretted her decision of returning her job and the apartment to me and now she came to ask for it. Her hot head brought her in the problem, and her hot body is making me feel uncomfortable and why did the images of our passionate night just flickered in front of my eyes? no, it wasn’t passionate it was just....I had no idea.
Her words brought me back "I want you" she said in a seductive tone that I had never heard before. And my jaw fell open in surprise, there was no way she could be doing this in a sober state. She hated me and the alcohol was speaking all that nonsense. But it did sound nice, coming out from those beautiful lips.
"What? But you
said there wasn’thing?" Emily shouted, breaking our beautiful connection.
I gestured Emily to shut up.
"Freya, you are drunk, go home. Do you have a car with you? Forget it I will ask my driver to drop you" I said holding her by the shoulder, the softness in my own tone surprised me.
Taking a closer look at her I made out that she wasn’t as drunk as I had assumed. Then why did she say that? She chewed her lips and was inching close to me with a nervous expression on her face. Her eyes were forced shut.
"Freya...you..umm" and she shut me up by pressing her lips against mine. As those rosy lips crushed against mine's for a moment I forgot to breathe and just stood stiffly. My eyes opened wide, both with shock and surprise and my mind got busy in trying to figure out if it was for real or just a drunken illusion of my brain. But her soft hands roaming over my arm told me that it was for real. This had to stop! I needed to move her away from me, maybe she wasn’t in a state to make a proper judgment but I certainly was. But why did all the strength in my tough body fall short to remove that slender girl from myself? I knew why because a part of me was wanting to grab her tightly by the waist and kiss her back so hard that her lips would get bruises of my name. Crap! those erratic thoughts, they never came with any other girl but for her. Freya, what did she do to me?
I could feel the stirring of my erection as she circled an arm around me, her palm was firmly gripping my chin while her lips caressed my face. She bent me backward, kissing a tender trail down my neck as her tongue darted out to taste my skin. I placed my palms on her shoulders, wanting to push her away, but other thoughts were clouding my mind, how could this possibly feel good? I let out a gasp as she hummed on my lip.
"No..." I gasped out, blinking away; but the haze clouding my mind pushed me back into the trance. My want matched with my need and my only response was to tighten my hold around her waist and kiss her back, hard and fast.
Freya
Okay, this was going nowhere according to my plan. My only intention was to rub my lips slightly against his dirty ones so that Emily could get the impression that Robert and I were a couple but it turned out to be this hot and sucking kiss. Shit! His scent was so amazing that I lost all my sane thoughts and ended up in licking him. And now when I wanted to end the kiss, I wasn’t able to fight his strong hold on my waist. I had expected a blunt push from him, instead he was kissing me back, sucking and teasing my lips, making me feel weaker with each passing second and the way his hand was roaming over my arm and back was giving me goose bumps. Gawd! That felt so good.
His lips were so demanding, but every touch of him felt like a thousand sparks were running down my body. My mind was alive, it wanted to stop him, but my muscles weren’t moving and my lady parts were getting excited to feel the domination of his rough kiss.
I had stopped kissing him long back, now it was only him who was kissing me. I dared to look at his face and again like that night, the monster had disappeared. It was just him, a gentle, caring and passionate guy. I was craving to see this side of him and a hint of a smile appeared on my face.
His hands left my arms and grabbed my waist, pulling me closer, crushing me against his chest and my arms rose up to cling to his neck helplessly, as my fingers dig into his thick, soft hair, I guessd my reaction made him kiss me more deeply, his lips were now becoming more impatient but more gentle. The feel of his wet lips on my own and the feel of his strong arms around my defenseless body sent waves of pleasure in my whole being.
Then he left my lips for a few seconds, that gave me the chance to catch my breath and he murmured something softly near my lips I was so lost in his closeness that I couldn't hear clearly what he had said.
Then suddenly he broke the kiss off, but still keep hugging me and then gently parted himself from me, but still kept holding my waist he looked down at me, I looked up to his perfect face with dreamy eyes, my lips were still parted, almost swollen by his passionate kiss, like him I was still breathing heavily.
As I lifted up my gaze and looked at his cold eyes, I got stunned as the reality of what had happened caught me and jolted me to the core. The sight of his cold and uncaring eyes pinched a needle across my heart and feeling betrayed by my own weakness, I pushed him away with all my strength, feeling that I, to some extent have been violated! And he backed off.
I looked around touching my lips where his warmness was still very much prominent. Emily, Danny, and Rick were standing around us. Three of them were wearing the same expression. Their eyes had popped out and mouth had formed an O shape. They were still staring me and Robert like we belonged from a different species.
I felt so ashamed that I wanted to jump into a well, and their eye-popping reactions were making it worse. Come on! They weren’t teenagers, they weren’t seeing a make out session for the first time in their life. Damn! that was so bad but why did it feel so awesome?
Before I could turn to Robert to see his expression, he had left. One thing became clear to me that I was wildly attracted to Robert Hudson and I didn’t have it in me to deny it to myself. Jeez! I was doomed, getting attracted to a walking and talking disaster could never be a good idea.
Unable to take the shame I ran out of the pub.
Chapter 16
Freya
"Stop smiling Danny, it's irritating me" I looked away, tightly gripping the mug of coffee.
"Hey, don't be angry, I'm not mocking you. But that kiss. Ah! It was so damn sensual, you know Emily and I got so turned on that we headed back to my place and we did it" he whispered leaning close to my ear.
"What? And she went with you?" I turned to him, shocked and the pitch of my voice was louder. Everyone surrounding us at the office was giving me a stop-speaking-or-we-will-kill-you look. It was obvious for them to react in that way, here I was on my first day at my new work and instead of finding mistakes in the files that were about to webcast I was chit-chatting with my friend. Dude! I had some guts.
Ignoring the obvious work freak crowd around us, Danny took a seat beside me "yes, we did it so many times" he informed, still smiling. "Hey, save the details of your shot and score home edition, my ears can't bear the dirtiness" I shrugged, turning my head to the computer screen.
"Yes, our ways of having sex are dirty and awful only your Mr. Handsome billionaire can play the game properly" he squinted his eyes at me and got a sharp pinch from me in return.
"Ouch, Frey! That hurts" he gasped.
"Very good, you deserve it and don't you dare speak dirty again. You know it happened unexpectedly, I had no interest in kissing his dirty mouth" I frowned.
"Oww! His mouth could n’t be that dirty, I saw that it was pretty skillful, well you know it better" he winked, teasing me.
"Danny, I will kill you" I hit on his arm.
He laughed "ok, ok jokes apart. I think Robert Hudson is into you, man! His eyes were closed when he was kissing you and men don't do that often. Think about it buddy, maybe he is not so bad after all" Danny patted on my shoulder and left.
Leaning on my wooden desk, I thought about the mysterious and dark character of Robert Hudson. I wish I could know more about him, I wish I could know why he liked to punish himself. Damn! I hated those mysteries.But what could he be hiding? People only punished themselves after realizing that they have done something really wrong, something for which they couldn’t forgive themselves; what if it was the same case with Robert Hudson?
Robert
Sometimes I imagined myself as a lion, slowly closing in on my prey, ready to pounce...or a spider, spinning a web that would eventually trap my prey and leave them helpless. Winning over anything and anyone was my favorite kind of kick. No wonder I was planning world domination at the age of six. Ahh! childhood, those were good times. Being with parents and not having a care in the world. Well, not exactly, the world wasn’t a problem, but the dark tunnel of my past was!
"Hello, sir, welcome to your new establishment. We are so glad that you chose to buy this company. Your smart
ness can take the name of our webstore to an even further level" the manager kept blabbering his words of ass kissing. Gary Ward, the manager of my new Webstore was grey-haired and grizzled, with an over enthusiastic nature. He was short and his voice and body language had a feminine ring to it, which somehow made me think that he was a gay. Well, that was none of my business. I invested in this web store because it was big and had a wide range of high-tech apps and planned to make it even bigger and better. I liked projects.
The office building was comparatively spacious and the interiors looked tolerable as well. It was a refreshing change than the other web store offices that I had visited earlier in the day. I wanted to meet the staffs and technicians it was kind of a routine thingy to me.
Several generous gazes and smiling faces of the female employees told me that the gray pinstriped jacket I was wearing suited me well.
