The Secretary (18+)

The Sweet Brother

I wake up,and Luke's arm is wrapped over me, and his body is pressed against me. I don't think Me and Marco have ever slept this close. I wiggle slightly but just enough to wake Luke up.
"Good morning" he makes his grip on me even tighter.
"Morning."
Knock knock

"You need to hide now!!" I whisper he steps into the shower and closes the curtain.
"Coming!" I shout towards the door.
I tied my robe as I opened the door. It was Marco.
"Did I wake you?" He asked surprisingly.
"Yeah I had a long evening." I responded dryly.
I walked towards the kitchen to make coffee while he watched me from the couch.
"Why are you here?...Shouldn't you be with someone that doesn't make you look like your fucking a prostitute." I raised my voice.
"I shouldn't have said that." He looked down at his shoes shaking his head.

The room was silent.
"What's that on your neck?" He asked standing up walking closer.
"What? Nothing." I turned away quickly.

He grabbed me by the back of my neck and turned me examining one of the biggest hickeys I've had in my entire life.
"Where is he?" He seethed.
"Is he still here?" He paced around my apartment.
" I don't know what you're talking about." I looked at him calmly.
"DON'T PLAY DUMB WITH ME JESS!" He raised his voice.
"Well I guess since your fucking a prostitute, she must fuck other guys too!" I screamed.
He paces over to me and slaps me! His hand to my face full speed. The sensation of burning pain on my face and in my chest.
"Get out!"
He looks regretful.
"I'm sorry." He says shakily
"GET OUT!"
He leaves my phone on the counter and leaves.

I return to the bedroom, and Luke walks out of the shower.
"Did he hit you?" He looks at my face, the tears, the redness, the crooked robe.
I nod. Crying hysterically.
"He put his hands on you?" I sat on the edge of the bed with my head in my hands.
I felt Luke's gentle comforting touch as he ran his hand up and down my back. It felt nice but it couldn't ease the pain of how broken I felt inside.

I finally stopped crying and Luke pulled my head into his lap as he stroked my head calmly just being sweet and comforting.
"You should eat something." He looked down at me as I sat there motionless.
"I'm going to make pancakes." He slowly got up and shifted my position. I decided to get up and follow him to the kitchen. I hopped on the counter and looked down at Gatsby sleeping in his special spot. His calm made me calm.
Luke began to crack eggs into a bowl that he found on a shelf. He didn't even need a recipe and they came out perfect.
He poured honey on them because I didn't have any syrup. He fed me a few bites while also feeding himself.

"Why are u being so nice to me?" I glanced at him.
"Well other than the fact that I slept with you, your my friend and I care about you. Maybe I care about you a little too much." He said firmly and gazed at me through his light green eyes that made me melt.

He held his hand out and I grabbed it with mine.
"Plus I have a soft spot for prostitutes" we both giggled.

"It's totally up to you but do you wanna have dinner at my place tonight?"
"Yes." I didn't even hesitate I just wanted someone to be there right now.
I checked my phone for the first time in hours:
Marco:10 missed calls.
Marco:50 missed texts
Marco:10 emails

I turned my phone over. I got a bag together to go to Luke's and fed Gatsby, and we left around 5.
We took his convertible across town the total opposite direction from Marco's place.
"You drive all that way to the office?" As we pulled into a dark grey parking garage.
"No, not normally..this is my second place." he said glancing at me as he parked in a reserved spot.
We walked into a gorgeous lobby, tile floors, black marble walls, and a big beautiful fountain.
He grabbed my hand tightly and escorted me towards the shiny black elevators.
"I own the 3rd and 4th floor." He pressed the 3 button inside the elevator.
"That's crazy!" I said admiring where I was.

We make it to the the third floor and it opens to a beautiful living room, white tile, black rugs, designer furniture. We walk deeper in to see a wine cellar, his kitchen, and a home gym that has anything you'd ever need.
"Let me show you the upper floor, he grabbed my waist and escorted us up a set of beautifully polished stairs that you could see your own reflection in.
We get upstairs and he has a glass office on one side, resembling the one Marco has in the office. He walks me past a room with a closed door, "that's my little movie theater" he points as we walk past it.

We finally enter his bedroom,charcoal grey walls, a white rug on the floor, a wall sized window on one side of the bed, and the bed; a big beautiful bed. I've never seen a bed so pretty; with a black comforter, silver silk sheets, incredible soft plush pillows.
"I rarely ever stay here." He said sternly acknowledging the made up bed.
"Any particular reason?"I was still admiring how gorgeous his place was.
"I get lonely." He said his fingers tapping on the doorway as he looked down.
I approached him and in a seductive voice I whispered in his ear, "you won't be lonely tonight."
His eyes darted up from the floor to mine.
He bit his lip, I bit mine.

It was 630 we'd been cuddled up in his bed, I think I dozed off for a while, as he read something for work, a new book waiting to be published.
When I adjusted he leaned down to kiss my forehead.
"I almost forgot..." he said
"Forgot what?" I looked up
"I'll show you." He lead me down the stairway back to the lower level where we walked to a room behind the gym, it was a door.
"I like your taste in doors" I said jokingly
He chuckled. He grabbed a key from his pocket and unlocked the door.
It was an indoor pool, the most beautiful thing I've seen. With a glass wall, so you could view the city, it was gorgeous.

"Take a swim with me." He said pulling his shirt over his head.
I gave him an unamused look.
"Please."he gave me that same look Marco gives me.
"I'll put my feet in" I said as I take off my jeans and sit on the edge, he dives in splashing me a little.
He swims over to me. His wet hair and water droplets rolling down his body as he stands partially out of the water.
I try to hide my smile by biting my lip.
The water was warm around my ankles as I splashed him a bit.
"Don't start something you can't finish" he growled.
I splashed him again this time a little more.
He grabs my hips and throws me into the pool.
I resurface and look at him shocked.
"I told you not to start what you couldn't finish." He grabbed my waist and I wrapped my legs around his midriff as we floated around for a few minutes. He dipped my head back into the water gently and back up as my hair smoothly fell back behind me. The wet t-shirt clung to me just as tightly as I clung to him.

He looked deeply into my eyes, and if I wasn't already wet from being in the pool, that definitely would have done it.
"Your so beautiful." He said as he stroked a finger against my body.
I blushed. He gently let me down to my feet. He looked down at me as he stood towering over me. He gently caressed my cheek as he kissed me up against the edge of the pool. My breathing got heavier as he kissed me more and more, and I kept kissing him back.
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The next morning I woke up in his bed I looked over at what time it was. 5am. I rolled over and groaned.
"Sorry I get up around this time to do my daily run." He said as he finished tying his running shoes.

I heard him approach the elevator as he didn't enter.
"Is she here?" It wasn't his voice.
I sat up. I look at the closed bedroom door and heard footsteps approaching.
The doors swing open. I gasp.