Chapter 4

Jake Carson

I was exhausted. We’ve been up all morning and Danika hasn’t decided what outfit she wants to wear and Alison told me this is a daily thing. She was yelling a lot, after a point it was just noise to me.

Just great!

First, she couldn’t find the shoes that went with her outfit. Then when she finally found the ‘perfect’ shoes, she said they were too ‘cute’ to be paired with a normal outfit, so she decided that the shoes ‘deserve’ better and tried to find another outfit again.

Then when she finally found the outfit, she couldn’t decide what earrings to wear so she gave Alison a choice to choose from two very identical looking pairs of earrings and then, they spent half an hour looking at them after which she decided not to wear earrings at all.

I know for a fact not all women are like this because I was surrounded by women growing up. Danika was annoying and different. She was too spoilt and too bratty for her own good. If someone asks her to hurry up, she’ll make sure she does everything extra slow.

Yes, I learnt that the hard way.

After last night, I thought she might have improved a little but I guess, she was just scared and vulnerable but now she is back to being her normal self.

She even flirted with me last night. I was a very shy guy, if I met her in high school I wouldn’t have had the courage to look her in the eyes. I have only been with two women in my whole life. One was my high school girlfriend, and the other one was the woman I thought I’d marry.

But Danika brought out a different side in me, she made me want to teach her a lesson. I wouldn’t lie, I am still a man, I’ve thought about bedding her but I wasn’t going to act upon it ever. I’ve never gotten involved with any of my clients.

I couldn’t help but notice the hints that she was dropping, how she kept looking at me, her eyes literally raking me and teasing me by being obedient, which made all the blood in my body rush down.

What didn’t help was that she was obviously an attractive woman who I would love to bed. She was also a brat that I would love to discipline but I didn’t want to get involved with her or anyone for that matter.

I was going to marry a woman a year ago but unfortunately she fell ‘out’ of love and she didn’t want to lead me on anymore or cheat on me which I respected. It was a very peaceful breakup.

I groaned as I looked at my watch while Danika complained about something as she continued to get dressed. She was back to being the angry stuck-up diva that people say she is. She has broken two of her coffee mugs over the smallest argument, she almost fired someone for bringing the ‘wrong’ brown coloured belt and she hasn’t spared me a look all morning.

I knew why she was ignoring me, I wasn’t stupid. She was the kind of woman who has never been vulnerable in front of someone, she was always in power. Yesterday night makes her feel ashamed and mortified so she is trying to show me that she doesn’t even care who I am and doesn’t even know that I exist.

“Okay, I am ready to go.” She announces as she walks in making a grand entrance, completely ignoring me and walking out of her home. She had tied her hair in a bun which I didn’t like much, I liked her hair open. But she did look beautiful like she always does.

“Finally.” I mutter as I get up and run up a little to catch up with her, “What do you think you are doing?” I ask as I see her assistants leaving in a separate car.

“I am driving my car to work, I don’t travel with other people. You can bring your own car too.” She says arrogantly as she tries to open the door but I slam it shut behind her.

God, the things I would do to this woman.

Probably fuck that attitude out of her.

I see her gasp loudly as she tries to shake off the initial surprise, “How dare you close my car door-“

“Tell me, sweetheart, what will you do if you get stranded alone somewhere in your car? That’s what we want right, to give your stalker an opportunity?” I asked her while tucking a loose strand behind her ear.

I see her breathing unevenly as she tries to think of a reason to defend herself. Her breasts were heaving making my eyes snap down for a quick second. She was too flustered to give a snarky remark. I knew that.

“Fine, but I am driving.” She gives up and says it like she is doing a huge favour on me by letting me accompany her in her car.

This is going to be a long day.

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Danika Williams

After a long day at work, I took a shower and was ready to sit down in front of the television, drink wine and fall asleep on the couch as I was still too afraid to sleep in my bedroom alone.

But when I step out, I see that annoyingly handsome devil, with his plain white t-shirt hugging his muscular back, all in the right places, cooking something in the kitchen which makes me remember the chat I had with another model, Kylie.

She asked me if Jake Carson was single or not, and if he was, would I mind setting him up with her as she had a brief chat with him today, he was very funny and a complete gentleman. Initially, I hated the plan but then I thought it was perfect, maybe I would stop lusting after him if I know he is with someone.

“Hey Jake.” I say cheerfully, making him raise an eyebrow in the same damn sexy manner that makes me squeeze my legs.

He was always thinks I am up to something when I talk to him nicely.

I mean I don’t blame him.

“Oh, so now we are talking? You want food? I noticed you didn’t eat anything today.” My heart warms at the fact that he actually made food for me but I sadly wouldn’t be able to eat it. My mom and I have a set diet plan where I eat properly on alternate days and the other days I would just eat fruits.

Yes, it is more horrible than it sounds. I am actually used to the headaches.

“Nope, I can’t eat today. Anyways, I have something else to talk to you about.” I say as I drag out my words suggestively, making him switch off the stove and focus all of his attention on me like he knew I was up to something.

Okay, now I am nervous.

“You remember the model, Kylie? Pretty girl with-“

“Yep, we talked for a few minutes. She was trying to find her phone, turned out to be in her pocket the whole time. Weird.” He told me, almost making me shake my head.

He can’t be that naïve, right?

“Well, she is kind of into you, so she asked me to set you guys up.” I tell him immediately, making his eyes widen a little, like it was surprising for him that a woman was into god-like physical attributes.

“I am working so I won’t-“

“Oh come on, don’t be so uptight. One date can never hurt.” I tell him and he nods his head a little at my thought, “Also I am sure you would get laid on your first date, just remember she likes it slow and sweet which I don’t think you’d have a problem with. You seem like a guy who is into-” I joke but the look on his face shows that he didn’t like it so I immediately stop.

Oh god.

Why do I always say something that I will regret?

‘Maybe I should never be allowed to talk again.’

“Yes, you shouldn’t be.” He said through his gritted teeth, making shock sprawl all over my face. Is he a mind reader?

‘Oh my god. Am I saying these things out loud?’

“Yes, you are.” I quickly snap out of my daze and focus on him. He looked calm and had no expression on his face but his teeth were still clenched, “You said that to get on my nerves, didn’t you?”

Okay, this may have been a huge mistake.

“No, what are you talking about? I said such nice things, you will get laid on the first date and that’s a huge deal considering Kylie, who only sleeps with someone after she has dated them for a few months. That was a huge compliment.” I tell him as I walk up to the glass cabinet, away from him to pour myself a glass of wine. The hair at the back of my neck were standing as I was tried to ignore my elevated heartbeat.

I gasp loudly when I feel someone touch my back and push my stomach softly against the counter, “You know that’s not what I am talking about. I seem like a guy who what?” he asks commandingly making me gulp as I try to decipher my next move. If I turn around, I’ll be trapped under him. Maybe I should escape sideways.

Danika, do you really want to get out of this situation?

Well………No.

“You are reading into it.” I breathe out as I turn around and my body flushes against his. My breasts were smashed against his hard chest but to my surprise he doesn’t immediately move like he did the last time. He just took a step forward, if that was possible, so that I was completely jammed between the counter and him.

My head started spinning as I tried to register what was happening. He tucks my hair behind my ear, and I feel goosebumps appear on my hand as I shudder out of delight.

Just fuck me.

“Doll...” I tremble a little when I hear his deep voice which makes my legs quiver, almost giving out and I could see the satisfaction on his face to the effect he had on me with just one word, “I know what you want, I can see it. You think the only way you can get it from me is by challenging me? But that’s not going to work.” I look up to his eyes which were dark as he places his hand on the counter on my either side.

My heart was thumping against my ribcage when he bends his head down so his face was near mine. I was too close to him and I hated how much I liked it, how much I was craving him, I was beyond intoxicated with his manly scent. Flashes of him, fucking me angrily, thrusting into me wildly as he held me against a wall, rushed in my head.

Oh god, this is not good.

“Listen to me and listen well.” I shook my head and tried to push him off. I feel like I was pushing against a brick wall. I kept trying as he just looked at me with enjoyment.

NO ONE controls me.

But everything goes out of the window when his hands slide into my hair and he dips his nose in my neck, making me involuntarily throw my neck back like a feline. I let out an embarrassing moan, as his lips touch my neck.

He starts peppering kisses down to my collarbone surprisingly close to my breasts. My hands find their way to his abs and they slither up to his warm neck but he caught hold of them and pinned them against the counter.

No.

“Please let me touch you.” My eyes widen when I realize the unconscious begging my body is making me do. I have no control over my mind whatsoever anymore.

“Behave like a good girl and I will let you, one day.” He says, making me groan out of sexual frustration as I feel his big hands roam shamelessly around my body but he was making me miserable by not touching me where I really wanted to be touched.

I whimpered as I could feel the wetness on my thighs now, my core was throbbing, desperate to be touched but that sick son of bitch just had a smug smile on his face when he saw how helpless I was right now. He was enjoying my misery.

“Please please.” I begged looking in his eyes but seeing no mercy, only amusement on his face. He lets go of me completely as I rest against the counter so I won’t fall down. His eyes rake my body, taking it in.

I was scared and excited. The look on his face was something I had never seen before, he looked like he was going to throw me on the bed and have his way with me.

Again. And again.

“Now eat your food, I did talk to Allison and she told me about this crazy diet you follow. I can’t have you eat stuff like that, you need to be strong enough to fight someone off. So eat this for now, and from tomorrow you can follow whatever diet a certified nutritionist provides you with. Also, we start self defense practice tomorrow.” He tells me and I just nod. I want him to kiss me, touch me and fuck me but he just heads to his room like nothing happened.

“Wait, what should I do for-“ I say as I feel my face heat up and shame courses through me. I can’t believe I am considering doing things his way just so that he would touch me the way I want him to.

“Just listen to me, I am doing this for your own good and safety. By the end of this week, if I think that you haven’t been a pain in the ass, I will consider it.” he says as he leaves the living room. I can’t believe I am going to obey him just because I am a horny bitch. He didn’t even make any promises, he said he’ll think about it but I can’t think straight right now. I am a slave to my carnal urges right now.

Maybe in the morning, I’ll think with a fresh mind. I look down to see the delicious spaghetti in a bowl.

Oh fuck it, I am eating it.