Bonnie Stewart is often described as the new biggest CEO of Silverthorne, which would be true if Zion Dawsey wouldn't still be the rightful owner of that title. The two fight for the throne like your typical business rivals, yet they have a big secr...
Zion was exhausted, even after an hour of laying in bed, thinking about what happened.
He never expected Bonnie to be this obedient. It was fun teasing her. He was thinking about all the things he could do to her, that he was sure she'd love. He'd continue teasing and intensify their orgasms. Man, this woman did things to him.
He was ready to close his eyes and let sleep overcome him when she suddeny stirred awake and pushed his arm away from her waist. He frowned and watched her sit up.
"What are you doing?" He asked, sitting up as well. "I need to leave." She said, standing up and looking for her clothes. Zion stood up as well and put his underwear on.
"What do you mean you have to leave? It's almost one a.m." He felt the need to remind her. But Bonnie ignored him, not wanting to forget the thought that just occupied her mind. Finally, she's got it!
"Hey!" He yelled after her hectic form. Bonnie walked out of the room after finally pulling her shirt over her head and closing her jeans. She sprinted downstairs and he hurried after her. What the fuck came over her?
Zion managed to grab her elbow right before she left his house and spin her around. "Where are you going?" He growled into her face, finally catching Bonnie's attention. She blinked twice before gulping.
"Zion, I have to go." She said, trying to slap his hands off her. "Just like that again? I told you-"
"I don't care about your desperate wish to be in control. I want to leave and you're not going to stop me, Zion. Hands off." She told him when his grip tightened.
"If you leave right now, don't bother coming back." He shook her slightly. "Whatever, let me go." She gasped at his angry behaviour. He pushed her away from him with force, out of his house.
"You're not worth my time anyways." He snapped and slammed his front door shut. Bonnie didn't even care about his words, rolled her eyes and turned around to leave his property.
"Asshole." She hissed as she got into her car. But her mind was still full of ideas for the phone. She was too happy to finally have gotten an idea to realize what she's done. Besides, he had enough control tonight.
When she came home, Bonnie started improving her drafts, changing a lot of aspects and starting to enhance many features. Then she made a digital representation of her hand drawn masterpiece.
"Yes!" Bonnie sighed after finally having changed everything she wanted. The phone looked amazing and modern now that she thinned it, rounded the corners and widened the display a little.
She looked at the clock and realized it was half past six a.m. and she had only slept for an hour. No way was she going to work today. She quickly sent Andrea a message, saying she was not going to come in today.
Then she finally got some sleep under her own sheets.
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Hello, dear. How are you? I would like to invite you for afternoon tea tomorrow at five. 25 Westwood Drive. Xo, Sheryl Dawsey.
Bonnie read Sheryl's invitation for the third time that day. She had just taken a shower after sleeping until noon. Then she checked her email and found the invitation.
For Sheryl it was probably just an innocent invitation for a friend she recently made. Don't get her wrong, Bonnie liked Sheryl. But she was after all Zion's mother and she felt like she was overstepping boundaries. After all, her son hated Bonnie and he wouldn't appreciate her meeting up with his mother.
So she sent a quick response, telling Sheryl tomorrow was a busy day at the office. And politely told her she'd like to postpone it, hoping Sheryl got the hint and told her it was fine.
Oh that's alright, lovely. I have time everyday, so come by whenever you feel like it. Xo, Sheryl.
Now Bonnie felt bad and imagined a sad Sheryl drinking her tea alone. She doubted Zion often drank tea with his mother, knowing he actually was busy all the time. She was still surprised he found time for the dinner with Lord Asher.
I would love to come by next week if that's convenient for you. Xo, Bonnie.
There, she did it. If Zion were to find out, she'd just tell him Sheryl and her were friends. After al, she did her make up in a public bathroom. If that didn't scream friendship, she had no idea what did.
Besides, it was just an innocent afternoon tea. She was sure it couldn't harm anybody.
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