Our Little Secret | [j.b]

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Justin B.

My breathing slowed down as I got off of Chris body. He was laying in the grass, his face beaten up by my repeated punches. I let all my anger out on his face. Chris was just a coward with a cocky attitude. He acted as if he'd beat my ass but look who's on the ground, pleading me to stop. I wouldn't have if I wasn't just doing this for Rose. Plus I don't want to kill the dude. He deserved the beating. He stood up, his eye black and his lips swollen plus his nose bleeding. I did a number on him.

There were people staring at us, at Chris. His somewhat other good eye started watering. "I-I was beat by a Bieber. A man that practically owns one of the most successful companies in New York and I just got my ass beat." It seemed he wasn't paying attention to anyone else. He was in his own little world.

His head snapped up to look at me. He fell to his knees and started to bow at my feet. What the hell?

"I'm so sorry M-Mr. Bieber. Please don't sue me, I have no where to stay." A smirk formed on my lips. Oh. I almost forgot I had the power by the law to sue him for assaulting my assistant. Rose did say he stayed at her house for a few years. He really must not have a place to stay. I looked at him, thinking about my decision. "Hm," I looked at all the people around us taking pictures.

"Get out of here!" I ordered. Everyone knew who I was and knew not to get me mad. I'm sure they've heard of my cold nature I use to hold a while back, good thing they knew better to listen. "Chris," He looked at me scared. "Stop being a scared ass and get off your damn knees." He stood up quickly.

"We're going to set some things straight here. I'm not suing you-" he cut me off by sighing. "Thank-"

"I'm not done!" My patience was thinning just looking at him. I was worried about Rose. I wanted to care for her and make sure she wasn't hurt by him. He stood there looking at the grass; the wind causing the blood from his nose to dry up. "Like I said I'm not suing you. But get it through your stupid ass head that I'm not playing these games anymore. Leave the state and never come back. If I catch you at Rose's house, I'm suing you. I've got a ton of lawyers to support me no matter what. So whatever you say is a lie."

"If I see that you're still calling Rose or have any contact with her, I will come after you. If I were you, I'd get the hell out of here before I beat your ass again." He nodded, not having anything smart to say. He was just a stupid little boy that didn't know how to treat women. Rose needs a man not an immature little boy.

"Now," I held Chris by the collar. He flinched and turned his head away from me. I pulled out on my almost expired plane ticket that I never used. It goes to England. "I suggest you use this  and stay there." I put the ticket in his jeans pocket. I patted his back and got in my black Ferrari and drove off.

**

Rosaline F.

I finished up putting the cream on my cheek and decided I should take a shower. I stripped myself of my clothing and remembered I left my phone on the floor in front of the door. I wrapped a towel around my body headed down stairs. Once I got there, I grabbed my phone. I felt it vibrate in my hands.

Boss J: Mind if I let myself in when I get there?

Me: not at all :)

Boss J: thanks Rosey :)

My name with a 'y' was so cringy to me. He always called me that in text. I hated it but he said it was the cutest name ever.

**

After my shower, I put on my lingerie and went down stairs to eat my fave: strawberries dipped in chocolate. Justin sent me another text saying he'd be here in 30 minutes. He got us Chinese. I sat on my bean bag chair in my living room and relaxed. After a while I stopped eating strawberries and fell sleep in the plush chair.

Soft hands scooped under my thighs, helping me to wrap my legs around someones waist. I laid my head in the crook of his neck and inhaled his scent. "Don't worry baby, you need some rest after all that stress." Justin whispered into my ear.

My eyes fluttered open as I realized I was not dreaming. Justin actually did just whisper in my ear just now. He must of noticed I was awake and told me to calm down, his hands squeezing my thighs lightly. "I know you're embarrassed. I have no intentions of doing anything to you when you're undressed." I let him continue as we approached my room.

"About the other night, I didn't mean to act like that. I just don't know what I'm feeling right now—more so what you're making me feel. Rosaline, you've made me feel things no other woman has. I can't get enough you and were not even dating. I don't know what it is you do to me, but I don't want it to stop." he sat me down on my bed, sitting beside me. "I never want this feeling to stop, you make me happy." His brown eyes gazed into mine. His breath hitched as his heart sped faster.

"What I'm trying to say is...I love you and I never want that feeling- the way you make my heart flutter when you laugh. Your smile..." he held my cheek. I wasn't sure if he could hear my heart right now. "Am I rambling?" He smiled, his eyes distracting me from anything else. "No." I mumbled, staring at his lips now. "You don't have to say it back. I-I just wanted to get that off my chest. I've held that back for so many years."

I didn't know what to say or how to respond to a situation like this. All I knew that in the time and moment I felt the same way. The only question was:

Was I scared to start something new with him?

Absolutely.

Was it worth it for him?

Its always worth it for him.

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"Open up to me, that's all you gotta do. Give me all your heart and swap mine out with you..." -JB 💜