Pen Pals

Hotel Party

I woke up from a buzzing vibration on my phone. It frightened the shit put of me, but it was cool. Outside was black and I felt as if I was forgetting something.
Anyways, I checked my phone and saw that it was my boss who had recently texted me.

OPEN YOUR FRONT DOOR NOW.
It read in clear caps, precisely sent a minute ago.

I jumped out of my bed and grabbed my dressing gown, noticing that I was naked. I slid on my slippers and made my way to the front door. I pressed the voice thing to check if he was still out there and much to my surprise he was. So I let him up. I didn't feel the embarrassment until I heard a knock at my actual door. I hesitantly opened the door and looked at the frowning man.

"Yeah so-" my attempted apology was cut off with his strict overriding tone.

"I was waiting for 11 minutes downstairs! Ugh and you're not even ready!" He groaned in great frustration, throwing his hands in the air.
I was silent and just watched him rant like a little busy body. Problem is, he's not little- far from it. His features began to soften as he's eyes scanned my body; his eyes welling up with lust.

"I was sleeping." I informed, forgetting the apology. He clearly didn't want it.

"Mm. Well get ready." He pointed past me, trying to keep his eyes above, but they kept on dropping.

"Uh, excuse me, sir, but we're not at work for you to be bossing me around." At my grumpy sounding, but truthful statement his eyes widened. Not going to lie, I was a little shocked with myself also.

"We have a party to attend." He said in a low voice, filled with disbelief.

"Well to be honest we- or I shall I say, don't have to go." I said yawning.

I took a step towards the door and crossed my arms to show the man in front of me to back off. Can't he see I'm tired? Much to my surprise, with a straight emotionless face he also took a step forward, standing only inches away. I dont know why, but his gesture quickened my heart beat.

"Lazy, I see." He spoke lowly looking into my eyes. I could smell his cool, minty breath as he was so close.

I took a step back, uncrossed my arms, to just put one on my hip. "Ty, I'm not ready and I'm still tired. This party isn't an obligation for me." I said alternatively.

"If you don't get ready in the next ten seconds I will drag you, looking how you are right now; nothing but in a mere silk gown." He smirked.

"Pervert." I muttered.

"I may be so, but some of those men once they see you this this.." he said in a devious tone. Ugh! Why was he moving like this?
He took another step towards me, now entering my home.

"Sir-"

"What did I say about you calling me that?" He raised an eyebrow.

"Sorry I-uh.. Please forgive the fact that I didn't object sooner, but you'll be even later if you wait for a person who's not wanting to go." I said in my best polite voice.

"Hanaiya Peters. I'm telling you this one last time. Get ready. If you do not I'm suspending you." He said coyly with a smirk.

Devil!

"You cannot!" I gasped.

"I cannot?" He questioned, with mockery.

"You wouldn't dare." I said half shocked and in a half warning tone.

"Wouldn't I?" He raised his left eyebrow yet again.

"I did nothing wrong!" I sighed

"Accept from disobeyed what's required of you." He muttered, with a smile on his face.