The next few weeks were confusing and weird to say the least. My desk was moved out of Mr Stone’s office, and I realised how unlikely it was going to be that I would ever return to the ‘Sky Lounge’. Thankfully they let me work next to Louise. I think it was partly under the guise that I was now focusing my attentions on the social media ads for Blast, but from the way people raised their eyebrows at me, I wasn’t sure they’d bought it. Louise was my saving grace, helping me to be distracted from the gossip, and making sure she always ate lunch with me.Mr Stone never contacted me directly after that. My make-up lessons with Adrianne ended, so there was no reason for me to visit his flat. I saw him twice in total, and that was only to watch him stride through the marble lobby to the lifts. The only thing I saw from him was impersonal emails to the Blast team about our work. Even within this, he never named me.This is what I’d as

I made my way shakily back to the table, trying to block out the hundreds of eyes that were watching my every move. Why had he done that? I hadn’t wanted him to make a big fuss of everything, and by the look on Mr Fraggon’s face, he was thoroughly put out by my special mention. Louise on the other hand was giddy.“Oh my god Rosie, that was amazing!”I couldn’t even bring myself to give her a fake smile. I heard the sound of another speech starting, relieved to see everyone’s eyes were now refocused on something else. I hovered at my seat. No. I wasn’t going to sit down. This experience had been more than enough. It was time to go.I leant over towards Louise’s ear. “I’m going to slip out, if anyone asks, just say I wasn’t feeling well. Okay?”She nodded. “Sure, have a good night with Matt.”I slipped of the hall as quietly as I could, but once I got to the tiled flo

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

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

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