Chapter 2 (Mason's POV)
Damn those leaking pipes.I was forced to move back in with my sister for the near future because someone was messing with pipes in my apartment building.I was going to give her a call in the evening once I get settled in.Technically it was our house, but the only person using it was Becky.There was no use for her to get a new apartment or anything since she was away most of the time and she just needed a space to crash between her model gigs.On the other hand, I bought myself an apartment closer to my job.I was a programmer in a small but uprising firm.It was a good job, it paid well and I did what I loved for a living.So you won't hear me complaining.I was just putting my laptop and all the other equipment on the table when I heard the front door unlocking.I went to greet my sister and let her know my situation."Hey Beck's. I just wanted to let you know I'll be staying here for a few weeks. Some plumbing maintenance is being done in my apartment."But once I rounded the corner I realized my mistake.There in the halway stood a woman sure, but she wasn't my sister.Those curves and long red hair haunted many of my dreams.You know what they say, the things you can't have always seem to be the best.And those were the right words to describe my sister's best friend Rachel Bigsby.But for some reason, she hated me.It has always been like that.I really don't understand it though.She didn't even know me, she only knew what others told her about me, and she just decided to hate me based on those rumors.Now hold on.I am not saying those rumors are not correct.But she should at least see it with her own eyes before she decided to hate me."Universe what did I do to deserve this kind of punishment?"She was looking at the ceiling when she said those words.Sure it could only be my subconscious trying to soothe me but I felt like there was more to the story than just me being in this house.I finally registered that she had a suitcase in one hand and a backpack on her shoulders."Wait. Why do you have a suitcase? Don't tell me you're moving here as well?"She looked my way with pure hatred written all over her face."No shit Sherlock? How did you guess it? I thought you were supposed to be some kind of genius. But guess I was wrong. What are you doing here? Becky said the house was empty and no one would be here."She was really starting to piss me off.It's not like I was trespassing. It was still my house just as much as it was Becky's."I think I've told my reasons already. Some leaking pipes in my apartment. Now if you would be kind enough to tell me what's your reason I would really appreciate it."She was still shooting daggers my way but I wasn't about to back down.After all, she was in my house.And I had every right to know why she was here."Well since you asked so kindly Mason, my life is in a deep shit hole right now. I lost my job, my landlord threw me out of my apartment and my purse was stolen. And the cherry on top is, now I have to live with you. If my day goes any worse I will start thinking about taking some sleeping pills so I can wake up a week or two later. Maybe my bad luck will go away by then."I could see why she was so frustrated.She really didn't have a good day.So I kind of felt sorry for her, but the last part she said ruined everything.She said it, like it was the worst thing possible to share a living space with me."You know what? I don't need this right now. You know where Becky's room is. I will try to avoid you and you do the same. I am gone for half a day anyways so it shouldn't be a problem. Maybe if you decide to be civil, come find me. Otherwise keep that negativity to yourself. People in high school were right. You are a self absorbed selfish bitch. I have no idea what my sister sees in you."With those words I left her standing in the halway and went back to my room to finish unpacking.I also decided to give a call to my sister before my new roomie managed to do so and make me look the ugliest person alive.Becky picked up the phone with her cheerful response as always."Hey big bro. What's going on? I only have a few minutes so be fast please."Me and my sister were close.More like best friends and not siblings.We pretty much told each other everything.And to be honest, I would do anything for her and I am sure she would do the same for me."Hey sis. I just wanted to let you know I'll be using our house for a few weeks because some pipes got damaged in my apartment building."There was a moment of silence before she started speaking really fast, that was a clear sign she was nervous."Mason, is there any other option? I've told Rach she could stay in my room and I know you guys hate each other. I don't want it to be uncomfortable for you guys."She was still in the middle of her word vomit when I interrupted her."Beck, take a deep breath please. Stop worrying. She is here already, she threw her usual insults my way, and we decided to keep to ourselves while we share living quarters ok? It will be fine and I promise I won't strangle her."She finally relaxed and laughed at my words."I'm not worried about you strangling her but the other way around. But ok. I trust you. Just don't be evil to her please. She really pulled the short string today."I knew she cared for her bestie and I could see Rachel really had a bad day so I promised to be good and we ended the call shortly after that.Now let's survive a few weeks with the sexy she-devil.How hard could it be right?Chapter 3 (Rachel's POV)I am sure you are wondering what Mason did to deserve my hatred.Well honestly, he did nothing. At least not to me.But he was a well known playboy that used girls for his entertainment and threw them away once he got tired of them.And that kind of behaviour was simply unacceptable in my book.Yes he was hot. But he knew it and used it to his advantage.He had black hair that was a bit curly at the end and always looked like he just crawled out of his bed.His eyes were green, but not just any green. It was this forest green mixed with something bright.I have no idea how to describe it, but if you looked at him at the right angle it was like his eyes were little shiny emeralds.About his body…I know next to nothing.Sure I knew he was tall but that's it.He always wore baggy clothes and since he was always behind his laptop developing and programming shit, he was probably skinny under all those clothes.Once upon a time I had a crush on him.But that was back
Chapter 4 (Mason's POV)So, here we are.A week has passed already, and surprisingly we managed to not kill each other.But I will be honest with you.Each night since our first night like roomies I had weird dreams.Ok they were not so weird.But they were sure hot as hell and gave me a massive hard on each morning.Thank God Rachel wasn't an early riser as it seems, since I never saw her in the morning.This morning was no different.I woke up from another erotic dreams and I was as hard as a steal.The main star of my dreams was - drum roll please- Rachel.I know, weird right?We couldn't stand each other outside these walls, but still I lusted after her.Fine, it wasn't only in my dreams.But give me a break.It's not my fault she was going around the house in some really short shorts and tank tops that hide close to nothing.She was gorgeous in her casual clothes to be honest.She had naturally red hair-which is much hotter than dyed hair-blue eyes that turned to a nice aqua mari
Chapter 5 (Rachel's POV)I hate him!I hate his words!Hate his body!I! Hate!Him!But damn.That body of his sure is a masterpiece.It must be some kind of sin to hide such a body.Remember how I told you he was probably skinny?Wrong!Who would have thought a geek like Mason could have a body like that?Because watch it, he didn't have a 6 pack, THERE WAS A FREAKING 8 PACK!And those words.Never in my life would I expect a guy like him to have such a dirty mind.And I am ashamed to tell you but he managed to turn me on.Even before he said anything.There sure was a lot of chemistry and passion between us.But there was no chance in hell I would admit it to him.He was still a man whore.Even though when I looked back at our conversation from moments ago he seemed hurt by my words.It's not like I made that up.It was well known knowledge all over the campus when we were in high school and later in college.And that description just stuck with him.Not my fault.But still I could
Chapter 6 (Mason's POV) It was the middle of the night and I woke up because it was too hot for this time of the year especially in London.Once I opened my eyes I realized I wasn't even in my bedroom.What the hell is going on right now?Then it suddenly clicked.I was in Rachel's bedroom.The soft pillows under me should be an obvious sign of that but whatever.Let's blame it on the fact I just woke up.And nke to answer myself and you guys why I was so hot?Because she was wrapped around my body like a little koala bear.Even though we hated each other, I must admit she looked really adorable.But enough with this nonsense.If I stay in her bed until morning she would lose her mind when she finds me next to her.So I had a new mission on the horizon.The mission was: extraction.No judging people!It was a mission and it was a hard one no pun intended.I moved away from her and as soon as I was out of her reach, she started searching for me to cuddle back.Huston! We have a proble
Chapter 7 (Rachel's POV)I woke up with a massive headache and a huge hole in my memory.I had no idea how I got to the bed.Or when.It was all a huge blur.All I could remember was that I had an interview yesterday in the afternoon and that it was a disaster.I had no idea how they knew about what happened in my former company, but it was obvious they knew it all.Well they knew what Mr. Dickson told them at least. But they didn't want to hear even a word of my side of the story.But right now it was too early to think about those things.And my head protested as it was, without me trying to understand some assholes.I moved to the kitchen to get myself a cup of coffee and prayed it would help me with my headache.Once I finally sat down with coffee in front of me, it didn't even smell right to me anymore.I was just thinking where I'd put my painkillers when I heard a door being opened down the hall."Long night roomie?"Well of course it was Mason who else could it be since we li
Chapter 8 (Mason's POV)Yeah ok I was being a dick.But I don't care.It was better this way.I needed to make it clear we were still enemies.Well not really enemies but we did still hate each other.Also I needed to make sure she wouldn't suspect me of doing anything considering her job.First of all it was clear as day that what I was doing was illegal and I could go to prison for hacking into their documents.Especially since her boss was an asshole for smaller things.And if he ever finds out what I did he would make sure I pay for everything.And I had a suspicion my consequences would be far worse than they were for Rachel and every woman that was in that company before her.So back to the topic at hand.It was really important that no one knew about what I was doing.Also I didn't want her to think I developed any feelings towards her and that it was the reason behind my secret operation.Damn it,. That sounds so lame.Let's find a better name for my operation as I call it.Op
Chapter 9 (Rachel's POV)Expression on Mason's face when I told him I got an interview in his company was priceless.I wish I had my phone with me so I could take a picture.Anytime I would feel bad or had a bad day I would just look at that picture and my day would be brighter.But either way. I won't forget that expression any time soon.But what bugged me was the fact I couldn't remember sending an email to a company with that name.Ah who cares.I probably wasn't paying enough attention.But what matters is the fact I got the interview.Now I only have to do good tomorrow and cross my fingers that they give me a chance.As long as they didn't ask about my previous work experiences I was safe.But first things first.I had to find something suitable to wear to my interview.I was halfway through everything I had in the closet when I suddenly came across the perfect combination.It was my best pair of jeans that fit my body like a glove.It was plain jeans, but when you take a close
Chapter 10 (Mason's POV) I was on my way home from work. It's been a day full of surprises for sure. First, some asshole tried to hack into our system so we had to block his attempts, the coffee machine broke down, so we had to make it the old fashioned way. But surprise, surprise. There was no coffee in the whole building because no one made it anymore. It's been years since someone last used the kitchen we had in our company. But the good thing is I survived and was done for today. Now my head was full of thoughts about Rachel. How did her interview go? I wasn't sure if I wanted it to go good or bad. On one hand, I really wanted her to get a job. Not just because she would move out but because she deserved it. Her last boss was a total asshole that only saw her outside but didn't care about her smartness or drive. But on the other hand I wanted her to fail. After all she had an interview in my company, and if she got the job, that would mean, when she moves out, I woul