His Return (1)

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The heels of her shoes made deliberate clicking sounds as she made her way to her office. Scarlet Jasmine Hart was power and poise meshed perfectly in her 5'11 frame. She came from a long line of successful men and women, a trait that clearly hadn't skipped pass her.

"Ms . Hart, Mr. McAllister called again; what should I tell him?" came a small voice in almost hesitant manner.

What I'd hoped to tell Mr. McAllister was simply to "fuck off", however such improbable disposition would not just render poor Alice speechless; I was sure it would kill my dear mother.

"Please tell Mr. McAllister that I'll see what my schedule look likes for Friday at noon, and Alice, please do not give him any hope." This was the most polite address I could muster and even the thought of dinner with Gerald McAllister made me shudder.


I continued my stride to my office, exchanging pleasantries as I passed the staff. Hart Corporation was steady on the verge of becoming the best advertising agency in the United States. After begging uncle Steven Hart for funding and enduring 4 long years of sleepless nights, limited social interaction and failed relationships, Scarlet was proud of her baby and the progress it had made.

The office was impeccably placed, towering the city at 30 stories, it's views seemed to be endless and in the night Scarlet often found herself dazed by the sheer beauty of the lighted sky. The walls were a mixture of tan and ivory which complimented the hardwood floors. The wall behind her large glass desk housed a bookshelf which was Scarlet's favorite part. She prided herself on a mantra that "Knowledge is power", and boy oh boy was she powerful.

At merely twenty six years old, Scarlet had completed her master degree in Business intelligence with a minor in Marketing, a Bachelors in Business with a concentration in Advertising. She has won 2 awards for humanitarian work and she had owned a multi-million advertising company. Scarlet was ruthless in the board room known for her quick pace and her unmatched eye for innovation.

As soon as the doors closed behind her Scarlet sighed, she had been working on the merger for 10 days and yet she could not come to a final decision. When Daniel had called she'd been excited, here she was thinking he had missed her but quite the contrary. Daniel had made her a proposition he knew she simply couldn't refuse but her main concern was her Board, how the hell would they take this?

Letting out an aggravated sigh she released her hair from its constraints. The curls flew effortlessly against her cheeks. She sat down with a huff and started her laptop, here's to trying she thought as she plugged in her headphones and plugged out the rest of the world.

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DANIEL

I watched her for maybe ten minutes straight mesmerized by her , entranced by the beauty my heart so longed to have. Scarlet was breathtaking and even after all these years I couldn't help but fell my body react to her. She had grown, no forget that, matured. I let my gaze take in her beauty as he typed furiously at her laptop with a slight frown. Her hair fell on her shoulders in a web of black curls intricately woven by the hand of God himself. Her face was narrow but not long and from where I stood I could see them, her eyes, the color jasmine shielded by long lashes and hid behind her hideously cute glasses. God if she only knew what she did to me, this is why I had left, I'd ran far and fast because I knew she would be the death of me.

Scarlet Hart, he let out a contempt sigh, time to do what I came for, with determination and a sense of foreboding he gently knocked on door. The love struck eyes now gone and replaced with a stern serious face.

Knock Knock Knock

"Come in Alice thank you so much you can leave the sandwiches on the coffee table over there" she spoke without giving me a second glance. I watched on in amusement as she continued hacking away at her computer, pausing only to chew on the tip of her pen. A telltale sign of a stressed Scarlet.

Daniel felt myself stiffen as drank her in, the white shirt tucked perfectly in her grey pencil skirt; the first two buttons undone revealing her delicate skin tone and just enough flesh to intrigue any mans eye. 

"God I missed the taste of her skin."  His thoughts drifting to the forbidden memory box. 

"Daniel get a fucking grip will you"  He chided himself at how easy it was to be flustered by the mere thought of her.  

"Ehem...Jazzy Is that the way you greet the world's best friend now?" his velvet voice cascaded around the room, dancing straight from his lip into the most eccentric jasmine orbs on the planet.

"DEDE!" ... was all I heard before being engulfed in my safe haven, and suddenly all the months of hard work was shattered. This merger would do two things break my bank and break my heart.

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Hi Guys,

First Thonks a ton for reading! you will not be disappointed. (or at least i hope not)

This story is very close to my heart and i just felt like i had to get it out there.

Warning. This story is for mature readers. Please read at your own risk. It will contain strong language, sexual content as well as some (minor) violence. I am very dramatic and I did not attend grammar school so please help me edit along the way.

Guys please do not copy my work, I will genuinely feel hurt because it took me hours to put this together.

I believe in being personable so I am going to just sputter random stuff. For example, I have a rabbit and my eyes are so dark brown that people thought they were black. (thank goodness for contacts).

"Two things define you, yours patience when you have nothing and your Attitude when you have everything."- unknown


xOXOx Kay xOXOx



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