She’s not exactly impressed by the scale of his mansion. It’s about the same as the one her father owned, the place she grew up in. Do people their age have similar taste?
She shivered and shook herself off. She really doesn’t want to think of Klyde in relation to her father. It was an uncomfortable feeling. It’s weird if they actually end up in bed together and she suddenly sees her father in him. The heck?
“Brrr…” She paced around the room that was given to her and shook her limbs. She’s finally done putting her items around the room and keeping the boxes in an unused cabinet. It looks like her old room. It’s good enough and wider than her apartment bedroom.
Melissa grinned. It’s not such a bad decision and it was settled quite quickly. Things are getting better, it seems.
When she moved to the bed and savored its comfort, her thoughts started veering towards his words.
Would Klyde really do what he said he would? With her?
Her face heated up and her breathing deepened. She’s getting wet just thinking of what he did to her earlier. Groaning, she buried her head against the fluffy pillows.
One thing’s for sure already, she would definitely sleep with him. He stirs her up from the inside out. She could feel his mouth on hers and the way his hands touched her body. She would bet all her inheritance that he’s extremely experienced in the pleasure department. She frowned, thinking about how much control he has over himself. If he hasn’t stopped, she would most likely let him take her in his office. She has done something similar only once before. It was thrilling and exciting, with the threat of being seen by others. Now, that was scandalous.
Could she threaten Klyde like that? After five seconds, she shook her head. She doubts he would be that careless.
Anyway, her body tingled in anticipation of what is to come. Tonight, they would talk further about it. She should demand as much as she could. Compared to him, she realized she’s bad at negotiating. How could she convince him to give her a certain amount of money? Such a cheapskate! She really wanted to beat him.
Her expression turned irritated. If he wants to sleep with her, shouldn’t she be able to set the price? Ten grand for every time he takes her! That won’t be so bad.
“Ugh.” Sure, she doesn’t mind sleeping with men, but getting money out of it? It did remind her of something negative. She’s not a paid hooker.
Wait, what? She’s going to sleep with him, and the money she’s getting is technically her own. Ugh. That bastard! She sat up on the bed, feeling annoyed again.
This situation is too advantageous for him, isn’t it? He’s the one getting the most benefits. It’s not exactly an exchange. It’s utter exploitation!
She should demand his own money, not part of her inheritance. Better yet, she could ask for both. Half from his own, half from hers. She calmed down after coming up with this idea. Seems fairer.
But then, it does… make her feel like a paid sex worker. She rolled her eyes at herself. You know you aren’t, be chill about it. No one would dare tell you that you’re a paid whore. Everyone already knows you could be a bitch, but it’s your own choice and decision.
That self-talk made her feel better. She plopped down on the bed. It seems like her life is getting better so she let herself enjoy a much needed rest. It may not look like it, but she was really stressed in the last few weeks.
Her dad’s gone… now that’s a sad thought. Would she be considered heartless if she doesn’t feel too sad about it? Their relationship wasn’t good anyway. She shook her head before trying to take a nap. She has a few hours before Mr. Klyde Henderson arrives. She asked the maid and apparently, he comes home around six.
When the man came to his house, he was already frowning. His assistant, different from his company secretary, handed him a document he requested.
He doesn’t like dealing with any mess, so he requires his bed partners to sign a contract. But…
This woman is William’s daughter. She’s used to luxury and being spoiled. She’s used to getting whatever she wants with her money. Would he really take her as his woman?
He chooses his women by himself, not letting anyone to do it for him. In a way, he couldn’t exactly tumble in bed with a random woman he doesn’t feel any attraction with. The attraction should be there, even if it’s just the lust talking.
He loosened the tie on his neck and looked at the document. It was the template, but he doubts Ms. Franklin would sign it as it is. What was her name again?
He flipped the pages and saw her name in print. Melissa, huh?
“That woman, did she eat already?” He asked a maid on the side.
“No, sir. We told her that dinner is usually served at six thirty. I think she will be out soon. Should I get her?”
“Is dinner served?”
The maid turned towards the direction of the kitchen.
“They should be done within a few minutes, sir.”
“Go and call the guest, then.”
He turned to his assistant. “Set this up in my study. Open the document on my laptop, then you can go.”
“Got it, sir.”
He stood up and walked towards his room. He needed a change of clothes. The corporate suit feels stuffy and heavy. He wore his usual neat polo shirt and cotton shorts. No one would ever connect him to the corporate magnate if they ever saw him wearing clothes like this.
When Melissa saw him like this, her expression showed great surprise. Her eyes were almost bulging out of their sockets. She looked at him from top to bottom, scanning him until the reality penetrated her stubborn head. She couldn’t believe it.
“What do you expect me to wear at home?” His icy voice jolted her senses and she blinked several times at him.
Shrugging, she continued walking towards the dining area.
“I don’t know. Maybe I did imagine you in your suit even at home.” She answered without looking at him. Her tone was a little sarcastic, but not dripping with it.
“I prefer no talking during a meal. We can talk afterwards in my study.” He informed her. Him telling her she can stay at his place was not a big deal. Normally, he doesn’t want anyone else at his place. When he told her to move here, he thought he would simply treat her like one of his hired personnel. There’s no need to interact with each other. That changed when she seduced him and he liked what she has to offer. He seriously needed to get laid soon to vent out his sexual frustrations.
“Alright. I’m hungry anyway. I don’t talk when I eat.” Melissa’s friends tease her about this.
And so, they ate in silence. But Melissa couldn’t help looking at him and staring openly. He looks younger in casual clothes. If she would have to guess, she would place his current appearance at early 30s. That’s like a decade younger than his actual age.
He looks yummy enough. Broad shoulders but not too bulky. Wavy hair. Defined muscles in his arms. His hands are obviously larger than hers.
He’s exactly her type. Yep, she wouldn’t second guess herself about sleeping with him if she met him in a club. She would probably flirt with him if she saw him in a bar the way he is now. It was the business suit that was intimidating and made him look older. Not too old, but still…
He raised an eyebrow at her when he noticed her gaze on him.
“You’re less intimidating now. Don’t think you can continue intimidating me.” She winked at him before focusing on her food. Oh, boy. That’s new. How could she be distracted from her food?
Melissa isn’t innocent. She knew he might taste her again so she excused herself for a few minutes before meeting him at his study. She made herself presentable again. Tried to make herself irresistible, but that may be over the top. They’re both living in this house! It doesn’t make any sense for her to wear her sexy clothing. Those are normally for her bar-hopping.A maid showed her the way to his study and he was sitting behind his desk. Much like in his office earlier in the day. Her throat went dry when she recalled what happened between them.Mentally, she shook her head. You need to get the upper hand in this discussion, she reminded herself.“Take a seat.” His tone was more relaxed than when he was in the office.Alright, she’s liking it so far. There’s no chair in front of his desk so she occupied the couch. She waited for him to speak again.Klyde picked up the document his assistant prepared and he handed it to her.She raised an eyebrow as she accepted it.Melissa frowned
He wanted to ravage her as soon as possible. With a little discomfort, he edited the document according to what they agreed on and printed a copy.They both signed it before he put it away inside his safe.“What now?” Melissa asked him, standing opposite him with the table between them. Are they going to begin immediately? She was hoping to get away for a few minutes and change her underwear. It would be too embarrassing if he finds her soaked.He raised an eyebrow before approaching her. Melissa swallowed hard when she saw his expression. It was the same one he had in the office when he cornered her. But this time, she stood her ground. She’s ready for this anyway. She wants him, too. For pleasurable nights, that is. This would be her first experience with an older man, but she heard they’re more attentive.He put his hands on her waist and slowly moved her back towards the couch. They stared at each other heatedly. Both their breathing pattern deepened. She reached up to touch his j
Melissa haphazardly put on her clothes, disregarding the undies. Hey, if they’re going to continue in his room, there’s no point wearing them.She sauntered after him. Three doors to the right, he entered his master bedroom. She shrugged upon seeing the general aesthetic of it. Typical of a bachelor.“Where do you want me?” She asked while she made her way towards the large bed. It’s not as if her past lovers hadn’t made demands in the bedroom. They have and she’s not averse to giving them what they want, as long as it’s not beyond what she could tolerate.The man removed his clothes before facing her, so she stripped as well as he looked on. He tapped the bottom of the bed.“Right here.”Only then did she notice that the bed is raised higher than the ones she’s used to. Well, he’s a tall guy. And well… is it to make it easier for him to pound a woman senseless as he stands on the floor? Her core ached at the thought and moved to where he wants her. She sat on the edge of the bed and
When she went back to her room, she grinned at seeing the money on her account. She could breathe just fine now. It was as if half her problems have been settled. She quickly paid her bills online before doing anything else.Afterwards, she rummaged through one of her boxes and found a cute notebook and a pen. She’s not used to making plans, but she now felt that she needed to. Save half of her money, huh? Pursing her lips, she grudgingly agreed that she will do that. She took a deep breath. Is she really going out to apply for jobs? Just thinking about it is already draining her energy. Well, she would need an updated resume. She knew that much. She opened her laptop and edited the document. Apparently, one-page resumes are now the trend. She doesn’t have much to put in it anyway. Just some of her personal information and educational background. Experience? Only her internship.She went to Klyde’s study to print copies of it. Since he’s out she was free to look around. All those book
She fell asleep not long after she got back. Going around to shop was tiring.When Klyde returned, he went to his study to finish a few things. When he was called for dinner, Melissa was nowhere to be found.“Where’s that woman?” He asked with a frown. The maid felt a little scared by his tone and expression.“I already knocked on her room, sir. I have informed her that dinner is ready.”“Did you get an answer?”“No, sir.”“Call her again.”“Yes, sir.” She hurried away to obey her employer.It doesn’t really matter to Klyde. He began to eat without waiting for her. He was about to finish his meal when she arrived. She looked a little disheveled and her eyes still look sleepy. He could only surmise that she’d been sleeping.“Did you apply for jobs today? Do you have a job already?” He went straight to business.She could only roll her eyes at him and groan. “Are we in a rush? I still don’t know what I want to do. I’m carefully considering my options. I did look around earlier, but I’m
“Do you not mind fucking with an older man?” He asked absentmindedly as he changed his clothes.Melissa was still basking in the afterglow of their shared pleasure. “Are you fishing for compliments? Do you need your ego bolstered?”He raised an eyebrow at her as he buttoned a different shirt.“You look much younger than your age and you probably know already, your body is comparable to that of younger men. Are these what you want to hear? Satisfied?”Klyde lightly shook his head. He shouldn’t have bothered asking. It’s clear now that she’s not easily bothered by anything. That’s not even what he meant by his question.“On another topic, how do you expect me to go out early to look for a job when you still use my body at this hour? When I start working for a company, can we do away with morning sex?”He couldn’t answer immediately, but did consider it carefully. “Maybe a quickie.”Melissa groaned at his reply. Men. She rolled her eyes at him as she rolled on the bed to search for her n
This kind of gaze from him already has an effect on her. He looks so hot and he has his way of inciting desire from within her. Melissa put the book on the coffee table as she stood. She would like to try something with him.“Why don’t you sit first?” She suggested as she acted coy, giving him space to move over.But instead of doing as she asked, he kept moving closer to her. She tried to stand her ground and not avoid him. She raised an eyebrow as he stood right in front of her. She could smell his unique cologne, musky and masculine. He squinted at her. He has ideas of his own, but they’re currently away from a wall. He would like to reenact the first time she tried to seduce him. Since the couch is closer, he sat down as she requested.For one, she wanted to know which of them would give in first. She didn’t remove her clothes and went straight to straddle him. He raised an eyebrow as she pressed her body close to his and then, she rubbed herself on him as she licked the right sid
Well, it took more than a day. Scouting the next business area in the city, that is.Melissa realized that it’s fun, but there’s that underlying worry. Would she be able to get a job or not? She’s not exactly pressured at this point, but she could sympathize with the others she saw. Life is hard, apparently.A few days later, she finally got a call and she was asked to come in for an interview. It’s fairly easy to see that there’s something different about her. She has this air of confidence that didn’t stem from… an actual confidence in her skills or knowledge. Her confidence stems from the fact that she can afford to fail to interview.From a professional standpoint, she carries herself well. She answers in a straight-forward manner. She didn’t stammer. Her replies seem very honest. It was all good until you look at her resume, or ask her about her experiences. There’s none. And she couldn’t share anything about it. Ranking-wise, she’s lined up with the fresh graduates. It’s a real