Samantha Dalton, the CEO of Dalton Enterprises, is dumbfounded when she meets hardcore no-nonsense Anna Schuyler in an interview to be the next Head of the Environmental Chemistry division at her biotech billionaire company, an interview that could...
Sam's POV: I slide the limousine door shut in anger. "Anderson, take me home, please. Going to work isn't an option anymore." "Yes, boss." everytime i interact with Anna, i'm left feeling angered, yet stimulated... the small kisses, the leg scratches, the glances... everytime she looks at me, i feel a jolt of fire pulse through my body. Now i've given her that penthouse, the penthouse that i used to live in, containing the bed i used to sleep in, the place where i woke up every morning, made breakfast, worked... i thought it would comfort me with the thought that she was safe, but it's done the exact opposite of that.
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I arrive to my home, feeling flustered all over, as if fire is running beneath my veins. "Sort your shit out, Sam. She's just a woman. I know what i need..." i waste no time in stripping myself bare of my clothes and stepping into the shower. I let the jetting water spout out of the walls surrounding me hit my body with the fiercest pressure. "How dare Anna make me feel this way... if i had any sense, i'd fire her ass for being so damn alluring." i drizzle body wash all over myself, the sweet scent calming my tempered mood. "Mm, Anna always smells so sweet... like roses..." i run water through my long, dirty blonde hair, water droplets collecting and dripping down my forehead. "She's so sexy when she leans forward and whispers into my ear... even if she does drive me fucking insane." i rinse myself off and disenchant the shower jets.
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After cleansing my entire body, i take a seat on my plush L-shaped couch in my white dressing gown, my hair damp as well as my freshly showered skin. "My Thai food should be here in an hour, Anna is completely out of my mind, and all that's left for me to do is relax." i lay down on my back and open a magazine, and before i even reach the end of the first line, my phone vibrates. "Ugh, someone better be dead." i lift up my phone, and i notice the recipient is Anna. I take a deep breath into my diaphragm and hold it there before opening up my cell. "What does Carrot Top want now?" when i read the text, it's a picture of the master bedroom she's in, with the following text:
'It's such a big bed for only one person... why don't you come and join me ;)'
I reply with a huff. I guess since we're not in a professional setting... i can say whatever i like. Anna's like a locked prisoner inside my mind; except she doesn't want to leave and i'm desperate to get her strong, toned body out of my entrapment. I struggle getting images of her naked, nothing to protect her but her thin lab coat wrapped around her body, out of my headspace.
