One wants love and one detests love
When the paths of two cross, things change for both of them. A journey of mixing business with pleasure, lust, betrayal, and romance begins.
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My watch beeps -9:00, on the dot.
I sit on the hammock chair on my balcony and gaze up at the sky. Ashley kind of bailed on me to spend more time with her boyfriend, Matteo. We were supposed to be chatting and watching our favorite movie while eating some snacks and junk food by now.
Still, I don't mind. I never noticed the sky being so beautiful at night with the stars as well. The cold breeze hits my skin leaving goosebumps all over. The city lights looked so attractive as well. Since I started this business, I've been so caught up with work that I barely have time for myself anymore.
Maybe, I should go out and have some fun. Just, not today though.
I gasp as the incident in the office comes back to mind. He was so close to me, our faces inches from each other that a kiss could probably have taken place. His scent was so attractive and gosh! those lips. Those juicy pink lips and that look in his dim blue eyes.
The doors to the balcony in the penthouse next to mine opens and he steps out...Speak of the devil.
I couldn't help staring at him, he was in a plain t-shirt that looked kind of transparent, taking up the shape of his jacked body which was so visible. His grey sweatpants matched the color of the shirt I was wearing leaving my thighs fully exposed.
He hadn't noticed me yet, he stood with a glass in his hand which I'm sure contained alcohol. I think I might use a bit, but I'd especially love to drink with someone.
I tried to stay as quiet as possible, but then I had this urge to sneeze and I tried to hold it in because that normally worked, but no, I just had to let it all out...and I did.
Shit!
He turned to look at me more like where the sound echoed from. Then his lips formed a cunning smirk and I just wanted the ground to swallow me in whole.
"How long have you been sitting there?" He asks and I knew there was no getting out of this conversation now. Besides, a little company would do.
"Long enough to know how many shots of alcohol you've taken tonight," I say and his gaze doesn't leave me, not once.
He lets out a little chuckle, "Want some?"
"No," I say, keeping my responses as sharp and short as possible.
"Oh please, I know you do. Come over and let's have some shots," He says and his eyes communicate lust to me, more like danger.
"Why would I join you and at this time of the night?" I ask.
"Are you scared of what may happen?" His teasing smirk irritates me.
"I asked a question first," I say ignoring his taunting question.
"I just want to get to know my business partner, nothing more," He says, but his tone tells me otherwise.
"I'll be there soon," My mouth says before my brain processes it.
