“Woah! Why are you fucking in the kitchen?” Rodger asked me, opening the door of the refrigerator and took out a water bottle. I glared at him as I removed my gloves out of my hand. Lately Andrew had been so worried about him and the reason for his surprise visit was he expected Rodger would be here.
“Sarah is on leave tonight. There wasn’t much of option I had to cook.” I answer him and he nodded his head. “We need to talk.” I said flatly and watched him roll his eyes before groaning and walking out of the kitchen. I let out a huff and followed him. He sat in one of the chairs of the dinning table.
“So what did you make?” He asked me, rubbing his palms against each other.
“Spice grilled chicken, cole slaw” I started arranging the plates and glasses, “and red wine.”
“Fucking sick.” He grinned and picked out up the bottle of red wine and poured it in both of our glasses. “I reckon the bullshit you wanted to talk about was why dad visited you.”
He is a smartass.
I pulled my lips into a tight line and watched him blankly. “Promise me that you won’t kick me out,” my eyes widened and suddenly a million thoughts started racing in my mind but I hummed in response and he started off “Ugh.. I might have done betting again and lost some money in it.”
“How much?” I challenged him, crossing my arms over my chest. This wasn’t the first time he did something like this and the last time he promised to stop it, and I knew it wouldn’t be the last.
“50million dollars!” My jaw dropped, I wasn’t surprised when he admitted about losing the bet but the amount he said was something that took me by shock. “I had sold my penthouse in London and the one in France and all my cars to pay the debt. Dad doesn’t know about the bet. It pissed him off because I sold everything and so I sneaked out before he could kick me out.” At this point I was full on to give him a lecture about how every single dollar was earned, but when I looked at his face and saw the guilt written all over it, I decided I wouldn’t treat him like others did.
I opened my mouth to comfort him, but there was a knock on the front door. I got up from my seat and walked to the door. Little did I knew there was a surprise waiting for me.
“Hey baby!” She threw herself into my arms as soon as I opened the door, I stood frozen for a minute, I blinked my eyes before she pulled back and walked past me into the dinning hall.
“Hey Rod!” She chirped, and I imagined him rolling his eyes in annoyance. “Umm, I didn’t know you guys had plans.” I strode back into the dinning hall. Leaving Rodger and Gigi could lead to dangerous explosions, it was as stupid as adding water to hot Sulphuric acid.
“Now that you know, are you leaving?” He hissed, and I glared at him. She opened her mouth but couldn’t make a proper statement.
“You can join us.” I offered her politely and pulled out a chair for her. An awkward fell silence for the room, the only sound was the clinking sound of knives and forks.
“You didn’t tell me your new assistant.” She started the conversation and I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion. Erika had worked for more than a few months now, and I didn’t know why was she acting like she just saw her in my building.
“He didn’t tell me either.” Rodger chimed in and I looked at him, narrowing my eyes. I wonder what was up with these two.
“Why should I inform you about that?” I challenged them, cocking my head to the side. She rolled her eyes in annoyance and he scoffed.
“She is so rude.” She complained, I gave her a curt nod and picked up my glass of wine and took a sip, she continued “Today I have asked her for a cup of coffee and she was abusing me.” I chocked on my wine and Rodger snorted. She accused Erika Nadine, the same woman who wouldn’t form a proper sentence without stammering and apologies of abusing her. I was flabbergasted.
“What did that hoe say?” Rodger asked her as he leaned forward on the table, resting his elbows on it.
“Rog! Watch your tongue.” I warned him, and he rolled his eyes and looked back at her. I never liked calling woman abusive names, let alone Erika.
“Yeh, so she said she wasn’t my assistant.” She replied in a low voice and I looked at him. He looked at her incredulously.
“Darling,” He scooted closer to her and kept his hand on her shoulder and started soothing it, “I am so upset now. Why did you not slap her?” My jaw dropped open, and I looked at him, raising my eyebrow suspiciously. He just did not call her as darling but started comforting her and was rooting for her.
“I- I don’t know, I am sorry for upsetting you.” She whispered, and I was least interested in this drama, I ignored them, picked up my fork and knife with my fingers. “I told her I’m the CEO’s girlfriend and she bit me back, saying she still doesn’t find a logic to kiss my ass. Huh!” She groaned, I clenched my jaw and continued eating my food.
“I should have slapped her.” I dropped my fork back and glared at her. “Ryan, I don’t want to see her there from tomorrow.”
“HOLY FUCK! ARE YOU RESIGNING?”
We both glared at him and he instantly shut his mouth, “I want you to fire her.” The words rolled out of her mouth like it was an order and it pissed me to death.
“Gigi, this is the last time I will remind you: you are just a company’s official model. You stick to your job, I don’t want to see you bossing everyone.” I got up from my seat and pushed my chair back which made a screeching sound, I gazed at her, “you either work as you are assigned or you are fired.” I stomped back to my bedroom and kicked the door open. I walked inside and slumped on the bed.
I hated being rude to people; I hated shouting on them. But with my job, I couldn’t keep my mouth shut even if I want to. I never wanted to raise my voice against Gigi.
“Baby,” I heard her call me but I didn’t turn back, I ran my fingers through my hair and she sat beside me. She placed her hand on my shoulder and caught my jaw with the other. She turned my head towards her and came closer to kiss me.
“Don’t!” I pulled back from her and turned aside. I really wasn’t in the mood to kiss her, it just didn’t feel right.
“Ryan! You didn’t forgive me yet, did you?” I heard her ask, I turned to face her, I noticed the tears pooling in her eyes and it made me feel as the biggest jerk on the planet.
“I forgave you Gi, I don’t see where this shit is coming from.” I huffed and looked anywhere but at her.
“Are you still attracted to me.. physically?” She asked me and her head fell down, I looked at her with my mouth wide open. Her question has caught me off guard. I felt so pathetic and ashamed of myself, I wanted to treat my girl as a princess and wanted to tell her she is the most beautiful thing I have ever seen, but how did I fail to make Gigi feel special? The question felt like a face-palm to me, and I realized I was the biggest asshole for making my girl insecure.
“What where is this coming from?” I took a deep breath.
“You wouldn’t kiss me, you would not touch me.” She sniffled, I opened my mouth to speak but couldn’t bring up myself to say anything. I run my frustrated fingers over the slight stubble of my chin.
I grabbed her face and slammed my lips onto her, and she kissed me back. I pulled her closer and flipped on the bed and laid her on her back and placed both of my hands on her sides. My hands moved up and down her body, I just wanted to make her feel special and I didn’t know where exactly this was going but I couldn’t withstand the thought of her feeling insecure because of my behavior.
She ran her fingers through my hair and groaned against my chest when I planted a kiss on her neck. I grabbed her right leg and wrapped it around my waist. I lowered my lips and started sucking the skin on her collarbones.
I moved her hips against her, and a moan escaped her lips. She opened the buttons of my shirt and started planting kisses on my neck. I closed my eyes for a moment and my mind pictured the same face that was on my mind for day and night.
A pang of guilty hit me, I opened my eyes and quickly pulled back leaving her confused, panting and breathless under me. Before I could register, I started rubbing my head and apologizing to her.
“This isn’t right, I- I want it to be different. Ugh, fuck! You’re beautiful, amazing and incredible. This isn’t the right way to make you feel that. I- I’m sorry.” I apologized, and she straightened up. She started at me in shock. “I’m sorry! This doesn’t feel right. It really doesn’t.”
It had been two weeks since the night Gigi showed up at my apartment. Ever since I had seen Erika in that same dress, I couldn’t stop my mind from all the filthy dreams. We were never meant to be together she was my assistant, and I was her boss. There couldn’t be another relationship between us. I told this to myself a thousand times, yet the very next moment my thoughts slid back to her.
What is she doing to me?
I had never felt this way for any woman, her soft touch while handling the files ignited my insides, her smile while greeting me made my heart jump in my chest, her voice had this indescribable soothing effect on me, it was all twisted up.
She was kinda, sort of, basically, pretty much always on my mind from dusk till dawn.
I didn’t understand why my mind was playing this way with me. I couldn’t bring up myself to look at Gigi or call her as my girl. The thought scared me not because she wasn’t any less beautiful, but she wasn’t the one consuming my thoughts. She was amazing in her own way, but that had no connection to my soul.
I battled with myself for two weeks trying to convince myself that Gigi was the only one for me, but it felt absolutely unfair for me to call her as my girl when Erika was the one in my thoughts all day and all night.
I felt like an asshole for cheating on her, not physically but mentally. I wanted to clear things up, and I wanted to talk with her.
“Gi, I-” I tried to make a sentence but utterly failed to make one. Saying this all would break her heart, I never wanted to be the guy who broke her heart, I never wanted to be the guy who dumped his girlfriend.
“I love you, you know that right.” I gulped and watched a smile twitch on her lips. I paced back and forth in my office and she got up from her chair and hurried towards me.
“As a friend!” I said immediately, and she stopped dead in her pants. “I’m sorry, but we are not made for each other. I- all I’m saying is I admire you, I like you, I care for you, I got your back but Gigi you’re not the one for me.” I let the words roll out of my mouth. I couldn’t keep doing this back and forth. I broke it to her for worse or for better.
“We can be friends but nothing beyond that.”
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