Chapter 12: Ethan Carter

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It was a Sunday, afternoon. I was in my BWM 7 series, driving over the damn fucking limits. I didn't care if I would get a ticket, non of that bullshit mattered. Shouldn't act humbled; yes I should. Julia needs me..

I had made it to the my company. I run out of the car, locking it. I run to Julia, she was inside in the reception siting, while everyone around her, trying to help her. "Everyone move, leave this second, OR y'all are fucking fired" I shout, my dry expression. Scared them away.

Pull Julia up. "Why are you crying." I ask, my lips murmur softly. My expressions dry.

"Non of your business. You don't even know me?!. One second you care, the other second you threaten me." She spoke, twitching her eye; in anger. Tears drops streaming down her cheeks.
She pushes me away.

"For fuck sake Julia, you're damn fucking right, I don't know you. I don't care, always but when I do-" I pause, my tone, softer, but stiffer. "-I want an explanation." I whisper.

"Well, I don't need your help. I hate your damn guts" Her words echoed. "Say that again, Julia." I utter those words out, my tone drier then before.
"I. Hate. You." She spoke again, her tone more in disbelief than in anger.

"I hate you to, Ms Julia." I spoke in a low tone, as if I was whispering. I push her back down on her seat.

"When I say, explain. Then explain, no why, no but. Don't make me force what I want out of you." I whisper, I bent down to my knee. Our eye contact still.

"Everything is your fault?!, why can't you understand!, I wont stay here anymore. I quit" she shouts, into my face. My winked smile stared at her.

She got up, pushing me out her way. She ran out of the company.

I stood up, shattered?, upset?, for some reason. I couldn't bare without her. Without her presence around me. But I knew she'd be back by tomorrow.

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I'm at Julia's apartment, I bang on her door. It's been a week and a half, since I heard from her.

She opens the door. My eyes widen. "If it's about the damn mission, I got it all in this file." She spoke dryly, as if she was tearing all night. She threw the file at me.

"I ain't your boss anymore. But you disrespect me?, you'll see another different side of you don't wanna see. Ms Julia." I whisper roughly. Before she could close the door, I hold it still. I open it back up.

She was wearing a brown boot, that reached till her ankle. A white shirt skirt, that could fucking reveal her pussy and underwear. She seemed so unbothered about it. A tight sweater, that reached till her waist. It had long sleeves. A black channel medium weight bag. Her silky straight hair, her light makeup..

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"Where the fuck are you going?, with that outfit." I spoke in a dryer tone, my head titled a bit to the side.

"Non of your business?, you ain't my boss anymore. Neither my boyfriend at the first point?" She spoke, lifting her brow.
A smirk winked my face, my expression still cold, but the smile was a different level.
"If you fucking leave with this outfit, I'll ruin your life." I utter those words out. My smirk titled till the tip of my mouth.

"It's not about if I can fight any guy that dares to touch you, or look at you.
It's about them getting a damn view of what they shouldn't see, or of a view they shouldn't see."
I pull her closer, my head titled to her ear. My breath heavy, hot breath against her ear.

She pushes me away. Running out the apartment.

"You don't believe me?, ok, we both can play this game if you want." I mumble.
I run out of the apartment building.Would you look at that already. A man drooling over her.

I walk towards the guy, pushing him away. Standing between them both, I pull him up by his shirt, gripping tightly onto his shirt. "Have you never ever learned when someone says 'no' then it's a fucking no?, or would you like to learn about it now?" I spoke in a rough tone, gripping tighter onto his shirt.

His eyes widen in fear, a smirk ghosting my mouth.
"I beg..my pardon!! I-I promise this wont happen again." The guy spoke in fear, stuttering out like a dann child. I knew it wasn't his first time. But I didn't wanna cause a seen.

I let him go, staring right through his soul. Before he starts running off like a child.

I turn to Julia. "I told you, go fucking change Julia. Or I'll fucking make you. I know you know what I mean. By this." I stare down at her, my eyes dry. My expressions cold. My tone rough

She rolls her eyes, before kicking her feet to the floor. "I said now. Do I need to repeat myself?" I spoke. She turned around, walking back to her apartment building, like a stubborn child.

"What a stubborn child. She's 23, acting like an 8 year old." I mumble.

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