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Pike Place Market

Jessika

 I spent the next hour pampering myself. Hart Management was only a 10 minute walk from Pike Place Market so I decided to enjoy one of the most popular tourist attractions in Seattle. Luckily, the sun was shining and it wasn't too crowded today, making for the perfect get away. The only downside was my feet started to ache in my heels after only a few minutes, already not used to the walk after riding around with Charles everywhere.

I bought myself a beautiful bouquet of flowers from one of the stands, and of course watched as the guys tossed a ginormous fish between each other. I was even able to grab a coffee and a bite to eat at the Pike Place's Starbucks. Normally you would have to wait in an insanely large line just to order at this popular attraction but the universe was on my side today. 

On my walk back, I found myself still with a lingering sadness. A sadness I had no right to have. Damien wasn't mine and I wasn't his. He could have whoever he wanted and I would be just fine. But maybe it was the game I would miss. The suspense of who would fall in love first. The way he pleasured me in ways I had never been before. And the thought of so many things I had yet to try. We had barely scratched the surface of the whole BDSM thing and I was curious to learn more about it. I had been bound and gagged, two things I never thought I would try, but two things that made my core ache just thinking about them. I know I've said I can be a dominant myself, but something about being a submissive makes me feel so powerful. Yes, I'm submitting to him. But I have the power to stop him. I have the power to call the shots and make him obey. It was an amazing feeling.

But I guess that was all over with. He had Natasha's trashy ass and I would do everything I could to stay away from that situation. The less I see, hear, and smell of her, the better. 

I looked down at my phone to see a few calls from Damien. I had silenced my phone earlier, not wanting to talk to anyone. But whatever he wanted to say could wait. I needed to end our "game" in person. My mom always told me that important things need to be said face-to-face, not over the phone. 

As I looked up, I saw a familiar figure walking towards me. His blonde curls and dimpled cheeks were unmistakable. Will gave me an awkward wave before drawing me into a big hug. His hugs were the best. I rested my head on his shoulder for a moment, enjoying the comfort he provided. When we pulled apart, Will observed me closely and his eyebrows furrowed. 

"Jess, are you okay? You look upset..."

"I'm doing great, Will. You don't need to worry about me" I said, attempting a half-hearted chuckle. 

Will leaned back into his hip and crossed his arms, my attempt at a laugh doing nothing but confirm that something was, in fact, wrong.

"Tell me what Mr. Hart did."

"Nothing, I-"

"Bullshit. All of his past PA's had the same face right before they quit. Tell me what happened."

I sighed and looked down at my feet. There was no way I could tell him that I was fucking his boss and was sad that we couldn't do it anymore. Will would probably make the executive decision to fire me himself right then and there. So I decided to tell the half-truth: "Natasha came in and was a complete asshole. I just don't want to deal with her and I don't know how Mr. Hart does in the first place."

Will seemed to relax, his shoulders releasing the tension they held. "Trust me, we all hate her. Nothing made me happier than when Mr. Hart released her from the company. Except for maybe when she was dragged out by security today. That was pretty damn funny to-"

"Wait, what?! So he isn't dating Natasha?"

Will's nose wrinkled in disgust. "Absolutely not. She's batshit crazy. He fired her because she was obsessed with him. She even followed him home once and he had to get a restraining order on her. Mr. Hart was nice by just having security escort her out. He really should have called the cops and gotten her arrested but I don't get paid enough to call those shots". Will shrugged his shoulders and began to walk the way I came from. "I'm heading to Pike's Place. By the look of those flowers, you were already there. We should go together next time" Will said before walking away.

My heart started racing. So Damien and Natasha weren't an item. And here I was getting all upset over nothing. The amount of relief I was feeling was almost scary. I shouldn't be THIS excited to be able to sleep with him. There had to be more feelings behind this... But there's no way. My feelings were kept in a tight safe that even I didn't have access to. The last time I let myself feel was in high school. Never again would I let my heart break. And I let it break at such a young age. I always looked back and wondered why I was so naïve. Why I didn't see what Luke was going to do...

I shook my head to try and clear my thoughts. That was a dark road that I couldn't afford to venture down. Not today. Luckily, Hart Management was right in front of me so my mind instantly switched to work mode. I rode up the elevators, smiling to myself along the way and thinking of all the ways I could tease Damien today...

The doors open and I saw Damien pacing by my desk. His head shot up at the sound of the doors and rushed over to me. 

"Look Jessika, it's not at all what it looked like, I-" I held my hand up to stop him mid-sentence. His eyes changed from worried to confused, not quite sure how to proceed. 

"Wow, only a man so in love would try to explain himself so desperately" I said. I walked past him as he stared with his mouth wide open. 

"So you're not mad?" he asked.

I shrugged my shoulders as I sat down in my chair. "Why would I be mad? There's no feelings involved in this, right?"

Damien turned his face away, almost as if he were trying to hide the emotions that crossed his face. But when he turned back to face me, he had his signature smirk as he leaned against my desk. "No princess, not at all. I can't help but remember how upset you looked, though. Are you sure there isn't something you need to confess to me?"

"I was sad for you, Mr. Hart. I was worried you'd be stuck with that piece of trash for the rest of your life. But I guess you got lucky." I turned my computer on, attempting to get back to work. Seconds later, the elevator doors opened to a group of men in fancy business suits. I  quickly pointed them to one of the conference rooms before cursing under my breath. I completely forgot about the meeting. Going to lunch early really threw my mind off and I didn't think to order any food/ drinks. 

Damien walked around my desk and leaned down to whisper to me. "Don't worry, I did your job for you and ordered the food. But you're coming with me to the meeting."

"What?!" I scream-whispered. "I've never had to come, why do I have to come now?"

"Because," he said, his lips brushing against my ear causing a delicious chill to run down my spine. "I simply can't wait any longer to punish you for ignoring my calls earlier." He headed towards the direction of the meeting. He noticed I wasn't following him and stopped, glancing over his shoulder. "Come, princess. Or you're fired."

I quickly gathered myself and ran after him. Whatever "punishment" he had in mind made me both terrified and excited. I could already feel the ache between my legs. But what could he possibly do to me in a room full of businessmen?

A/N

Hey readers! So it was definitely a short update today. School/work is keeping me very busy but I wanted to give some answers to the cliff hanger in last chapter. I will update again soon!

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Thought you readers might enjoy a good Henry Cavill meme 🤪