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I placed my hand against the door. “What…what do you want?” My voice was cracked, and I realised they were the first words I’d uttered since Saturday night.
“I want you to let me in,” came back his gruff voice.
I rested my forehead against the cool wooden panel. I couldn’t let him in. Not now. I was too broken. “I’m sorry Mr Stone, I’m really busy.”
The impact of his fist coming down on the other side of the door made me jump backwards.
“Let me in right now, or I will break your door down. You know well enough I have the money to replace it.”
I could tell from the tone in his voice he was being serious. Defeated, I moved the metal latch from the door, the chain knocking against the wood. Then I took a deep breath, and opened the door.
As usual, he was quaffed to perfection in a navy-blue suit. His dark tendrils styled away from his face. But instead of the tight j
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I looked down at the table, faking interest in the lines and knots of the varnished wood.“Rosie, you need to tell me. I might be able to fix it.”I wish he could fix it. But, how could he? It was impossible.Without warning, tears seeped out. “You can’t fix it,” I said, my voice cracking. “What’s done is done.”I pressed my fingers against my eyes, rubbing the tears away.I heard him take a deep breath. I understood that the patience he was showing me must feel unnatural. He was used to getting his way, almost immediately.“Have you told anyone else?”I shook my head.“Not even that friend you’ve mentioned? Or…,” he cleared his throat. “Matt?”The mention of his name out loud was my undoing. I began to sob. “No,” I snapped. “It was him who did this to me!” I clapped my hand over my mouth, but the dama
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I didn’t lock the door. I wanted to show him that I trusted him. I soaked in the bath as Mr Stone’s…wait…Ezra’s words soaked into me. Did he mean that he actually saw me as more than an employee? Or even more still? After everything that had happened though, I wasn’t sure how I felt about it. He had appeared to see me as nothing more than a project. He had put me through some gruelling tests. He’d also slept with Emma during our time together. Not to mention the woman I’d seen him with at the launch. I was sure there was others too.And even if by some bizarre chance, he was being truthful, was I ready for it? The incident with Matt had only just happened. I sighed. Of course, when he said he’d cared for me, he hadn’t stipulated exactly in what way he meant. I cared for Vanessa deeply, but I didn’t want to sleep with her. Yes Mr…I mean, Ezra and I had done sexual things together, but I wasn’t so
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It was the light that woke me first. Letting my eyes adjust, I took a moment to enjoy the warmth on my face. I looked down to see his arm slung lazily over my waist, and I realised we were both facing towards the French doors that opened onto the balcony. I so badly wanted to turn around, just to see if I could see him sleeping, but I was frightened that I might wake him. I warred with myself for a moment, before deciding to go for it anyway.Inch by inch, I moved my torso. His arm remained heavy upon me, but I managed to flip myself until I was on my back. I traced my eyes from his chest, up to his face, and almost jumped out of my skin when I saw he was awake. His coffee-coloured eyes were bright.“Good morning, Rosie.” His voice was husky and thick with sleep.I felt my cheeks grow hot, but I managed to smile in response.“Thank you for staying with me. It helped,” I answered truthfully.It had helped enormously. I would
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My legs trembled as I did as he requested. I had no idea what to expect, but I couldn’t ignore the excited anticipation building within my stomach. I was now exposed to him, my core completely on display. His head lowered towards me with agonising slowness, and I jerked a little when I felt his stubble graze against the inside of my thigh. Moments later he was placing soft kisses on the top of my mound. If it hadn’t been for his strong hands on my hips keeping me in place, I was sure I would have bucked upwards uncontrollably. His lips made their way down to my slit, and I cried out a little as his warm wet tongue stroked my entrance. Before I had time to recover from the thrill, he found my clit.The sensation was nothing like I had ever experienced before. It was so different to the feeling of fingers. There was less friction for one thing. But the warmth and wetness of his mouth took my breath away. He licked me in a rhythm, causing the knot in my s
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“What do you mean we’re going on public transport?”I found the indignation on his face utterly hilarious, to the point I was laughing out loud.“If you think we’re going to roll up to a greasy spoon in your swanky sports car, you’ve got another thing coming. You said I could decide, so this is what we’re doing.”His eyes widened at my bossy tone, and I was loving it.Just to rile him more I added, “oh, and I wouldn’t wear anything too nice. London is a pretty mucky place.”I winked at him as I closed the bathroom door on his face to get washed and dressed.I was smiling so much throughout my shower, my face ached. I decided that I wouldn’t just stop at the greasy spoon. No. Today I’d show him my London.When I came back into his bedroom, I nearly fainted from shock. “You own blue jeans?!”He rolled his eyes. “Yes, of course I do. I
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I narrowed my eyes at him. “Fine. Tell me about your family?”“That’s not a question,” he said, popping a piece of food into his mouth. My mind briefly flashed back to this morning, and where that mouth had been…I huffed, partly annoyed at myself for letting my mind wander, but also for his difficult attitude. “FINE. Are you close to your family?”His jaw twitched, before he swallowed his next mouthful. “Not particularly.”Before I could stop myself, I asked “Why?”“I’m taking that as your second question…”I shot him a disgruntled look. “That’s not fair!”“Do you want to know, or not?” He challenged.He was a bastard. An attractive one. But still a bastard.I sat back in my chair and crossed my arms. “Yes.”He took a deep breath. “We don’t agree on a lot. Next qu
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The contrast of this weekend and the last was almost unfathomable. It was as if I’d travelled through time and space to an alternate world. One that was bright and colourful, as opposed to the dark misery. The incident had all but dissipated, and he was the reason.Despite his reluctance, I was pretty sure Ezra ended up having a good time. He had of course been to Camden before, but only at night for swanky hipster parties. He’d never been around the infamous market. As I dragged him round the multi-coloured stalls, his eyes became wider and wider. Camden market was a treasure trove of wares, from cyber outfits to the best noodles this side of the river. I had remembered being enchanted by it when I’d first visited, and I wanted to give him the same experience. The more minutes that past, the more he seemed to relax. I had never heard him laugh so freely or frequently before. That was one of the most wonderful parts of the day, and I felt I got a glimpse at
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This time, there was no stopping me. I audibly gasped as we walked into the Terrance Penthouse, the lift taking us directly to it. The 1930’s style was continued, a mixture of dark wood and art deco furniture. He led me to a living area decorated with accents of turquoise, with an attached ‘powder room’. Upon the coffee table was a bottle of champagne in an ice bucket.“A drink?” He offered.I nodded, still a little speechless from our surroundings. I walked up to the terrace doors, pushing them open to step into the London evening air. Placing my hands on cream-coloured railings, I peered out to find Hyde Park. I would never have believed I’d ever get to come to somewhere like this.“Here.”Ezra had appeared beside me, handing a chilled flute. We clinked and took a sip.“Would you like to see the rest?”I laughed. “Yes. I suppose I would.”From there he showed me
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