Burning Passion(ONGOING)

7. DISASTER

Recap : "Wait and Watch, darling."

SIENNA'S POV:

Half and hour later.....

"Hey, let's make the night fun." Melissa said.

"Yeah but Miss Goody-Two Shoes here wouldn't want to do that." Natasha chimed in.

"What Goody-Two shoes? I'm not a party pooper. I can even be the life of a party." I complained.

"I wouldn't say that if you wouldn't be trying to be a lovelorn woman." She replied.

"I'm not lovelorn. I don't want this night to end in a boring way. Let's have fun."

"As you say."

"So what's plan?" I now asked determined to show them that I can enjoy.

"The plan is that now we are going to enjoy the pool. And both of you can change into my bikinis. And I already have a lot of fine for us." Melissa said.

Both of us shrugged agreeing to the plan. After all how bad can it be.

And knowing that I could do anything to prove that I'm fine, Melissa took full advantage of it. She gave me one of the skimpiest bikinis she ever owned. She didn't even leave Jasmine. I don't know about me but Jasmine looked damn hot.

"Here are your drinks!!!" Melissa shouted bringing a bottle of tequila.

"This is some strong shit. "

"Enjoy, darling."

I took a few gulps and passed the bottle to Jasmine. We took turns and turns till I lost the count. I was drunk as dumb.

"Hey Si, let's make some memories."

"Ya, get the phone bro."

I gave some poses like supermodels in the magazine. Though I'll be incomparable to them it doesn't matter. I and Jasmine were having constant fun. And I don't remember how many photos we have clicked and what happened later. I just know that that the last thing I did is sleep on a soft bed.

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While somewhere somebody's sleep had been broken.

TRISTAN'S POV:

Beep!

What the hell! Who's this at midnight! Ignore it!

Beep!

"Bro make that damn thing shut!" my brother shouted.

Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep!

"Enough now. Just watch it and stop it or I'll break that damn thing." That monkey shouted something from beside me.

I hurriedly got up from the couch. I must have slept here. I took the phone still with sleepy eyes. It was Melissa at midnight. What got her panties in a twist! She sent me a bunch of photos.

I opened one of them. I blinked on watching it. Blinked again. Again. Now I felt some slight shuffling behind me and that monkey brother of mine was now behind me.

"What a goddess!" He muttered.

After blinking for a thousand time I looked at the photo again. It was indeed Ms. Davis in a skimpy bikini which barely covered anything. I looked at all those photos. She had a good body as thousands of other supermodels I've seen. Actually better than most. But why is Melissa sending her pics to me? It's not as if I'm interested.

Anyways all women are same to me. I'll remember their name as long as they'll work nicely for me. And Ms. Davis is yet to prove herself. I don't want her to get scared and run away like my other secretaries or I'll have to do the honours of finding a new one. And then again the cycle continues.

It'd rather be better if she stops having petty dreams about me and give effort to do her work.

"Hey bro! Are you dreaming after watching those girls?"

"It's you who's dreaming."

"I am. Did you look at that girl in red bikini. She was slaying. You have to introduce me to her."

"I do not know her. She must be Melissa's friend. I just know the other girl. My secretary."

"Can't you ask your secretary?" I raised my eyebrows and glare at him.

He shuts up and I hear something like "That chic's sexy". I shake my head and mentally note to give Melissa a two-hour lecture.

I lay down on my bed thinking about that girl. I've seen many girls actually most of them are supermodels and actresses. But they all do it by showing off their body. But, this girl dreams about me and shows it with her behaviour. She was practically talking to the walls about my looks. She encounters trouble everywhere she goes. She practically lives her life off story books. The first day she entered my office her eyes had already turned dreamy expecting me to be her so-called prince-charming. I don't like girls like that. Actually I don't like troublemakers.

The only aim I have in my life is to make our company reach such high standards that no other company can even think of reaching there. And looks like Ms. Davis has a lot of free time so I have to make sure to hand over all her duties to her. Those duties which were being handled by others for her.

I hate people who start loving me for whatever reasons and chase me. And now she'll see what I am. It's time she gets in her form. Thoughts of love for me will go far away from her mind. She'll see what doing a job means and how stupid this love is. I don't care about her face or body even though they are good. It doesn't make a difference.

Why the hell am I even thinking about her? I have many other reasons to think about. Especially building up my self control to not punch that Ms. Miller when I have to discuss about work with her. Such a stubborn bitch. I'll fire her tomorrow if she forgets her limits. I heard a slight shuffling and saw my good for nothing of a brother moving. He mumbled something thinking that I can't hear it. Thanks to my sharp ears, he said " His dick must be hard thinking about the assistant chic." I rolled my eyes and closed them deciding to open them only to welcome a new day.

Hola! Everyone! So I decided to give Tristan's POV for the first time. And what do you guys think about him? Is he arrogant? loving? Does he have any ounce of feelings for Sienna?

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