The Case (BWWM)

6.

Kylie ~

I woke up this morning feeling so much better than yesterday. Just to realise the fact that I've only been gone from my home for one day fully and it feels like I've been taken for months.

I went over to the bathroom to take a nice long warm shower, soaping the strawberry smelt soap suds on my skin and rubbing my hands, massaging the shampoo in my hair before I washed it all out.

•••

'Um miss-' the same security guard called out my name

'My name is Kylie' I politely said turning around

'Mr Alexeev left you a note' he handed it out to me

'There's nothing more for him to tell me, he's made his bed he can lay in it' I simply said

'No, just read' he said 'he told me that I had to make sure I gave you the note' he said

This man is bigger than Carter and he acts like his bitch!

'Urghh fine!' I snatched the note out of his hand 'Have a good day'

Something in my mind told me to stop walking. I tore up the envelope that consumed the letter within it and read it.

'Just in case you changed your mind (which you probably won't) I wanna say I'm sorry for what happened yesterday. You were my guest, I should've stood up for you, instead I ended up being a bystander to the situation.

If you ever wanted to try this thing again, I'll be at work in the same room I was in yesterday. I'll let my security guard Stan drive you up there so you can get there safely.'

'With his lame ass sorry excuse of an apology- he can miss me with that bullshit' I scrunched the note up waiting to throw it in the bin but my arm wouldn't let me

'I'm doing you a favour..........' I heard his words replay in my head

What favour is he possibly doing for me me?

I turned right back around as I saw Stan just standing there looking back at me, as I turned my head once again at to face the buttons outside the elevator.

For fuck sake!

•••

I saw Carter through the window part of the door as he looked heavily focused on his work as he was typing quickly on the laptop, then scribbling on a piece of paper.

I only thought it would be respectful to knock.

He looked up at me once he heard the knock coming from the door as a small grin appeared on his face.

'Don't get excited pretty boy' I said looking to the side

'I thought you were going to be out first thing in the morning' he thought

'Well.......' I walked freely into the room 'I took it some thought, found your little letter..........'

'Ky-Kylie-' I stared him down 'I'm really sorry' he apologised again

'Yo stop apologising to me, I'm over it' I sighed as he had a sad look on his face 'but, I'll forgive you.......only on one condition' I said

'What is it?' He asked

'I'm allowed to be the free woman I am' I said 'I know it's been only one day since you've trapped me, nearly two, but if I wanna go somewhere I can go wherever I want and return to you whenever I want to'

'Okay' he said 'I need you to do something for me though since you are my personal assistant' he walked over to his desk

'I'm not gonna be your lil assistant forever- am I?' I asked settling my bag on the desk

'Stick around longer and you'll see' he looked me up and down 'There's no ink in this printer, I'm going to print my work to another printer, can you collect the papers for me?' He asked

'I haven't even been toured around here and you wanna be acting like I know this damn place at the back of my hand' I put both my hands on my hips

'It's five doors down and the door should be labelled as resources-' he said as I left the room 'ITS ON YOUR LEFT AND THE SHEETS SHOULD HAVE MY NAME AT THE STOP OF THEM!'

•••

'Do you need any help?'

What does his ass want now!

'If I wanted your help, I would've asked you' I turned around wishing that I didn't as he was right in my face

'Hmm.......' he put the mug to his mouth as he sipped whatever was in there 'I think you do, you've picked up the wrong papers' I looked back at he papers, swearing these were the freshly printed out ones with Carter's name on it

'I believe you are looking for these' he picked up a set of papers

'Dick' I groaned to myself

'All you had to do was ask' he smirked, cocking his eyebrow

'Over my fucking dead body' I rolled my eyes 'I don't even know your name- give me his papers now!'

'James Collins' he said 'you better watch your fucking tone around me' he warned me

'I ain't afraid of you old man- what you finna do' I saw him as no challenge as I tried to grab the papers from him but instead, he used his free hand to grab my arm

'All the things you wouldn't want me to do' he purred

Oh shit!

'I'll like to see you fucking try......'