Believe (BWWM) (On Hold)

Hit Me With Your Best Shot...

How am I suppose to return to work in this state of mine? Every time I close my eyes I see him. And it's not appropriate to be having such thoughts about your boss. Maybe he won't remember. I highly doubt that seeing that he wasn't intoxicated and knew full well what the fuck he was doing. Sneaky, cunning bastard. Oh, I swear I could kick him where it counts. I pulled my hair back and checked my outfit once more before making my way towards work.

This was once of my early shifts so I was the only one holding the kitchen down. Nothing I couldn't handle. I haven't seen any sign of asshole and that made things much easier for me. The hairs on the back of my neck started standing. I spoke way to soon.

“Good morning Mrs.Varisco..” he greeted.

“Mr.Ansel” I replied curtly trying not to give him any other ideas.

“Sleep okay?” he replied, a bit of playfulness in his undertone.

“Wouldn't you like to know...prick” I murmured the last part, but not quiet enough.

“What was that Mrs.Varisco?”

He was directly behind me now, and all thoughts flew right out the window.

“What the hell do you think you are doing Zecharian?” I growled out, tensing as he'd gotten closer then before.

“Nothing, nothing at all Jay...” he dragged out the letters of my name.

“I don't know what the hell you think this is, but I am not one of these thirsty sluts desperate for your attention. You are barking up the wrong damn tree!” My voice raised a few octaves higher.

“Your body says otherwise. You want me and you are afraid to admit it. Look how your body responds to me...” his voice goes lower, as his hand trails to the secret place between my thighs.

My body betrays me as I arch my back further towards him, sucking up a breath of air.

“See?” he chuckles, and in that moment I grasp onto reality and bring my foot back into his balls. He grunts out in agony.

“Seems you though wrong Mr.Ansel. Now if you excuse me I have work to do in keeping this kitchen in tip top shape. Good day to you sir...”

His P.O.V

As I lie here in agony clutching my balls, you guess it, my brother pops in.

“Dude, you okay? Why are you clutching your balls?” he asked, suspicion arising.

“Never mind. Let me guess. She nailed you in the balls?” he asked, but I'm sure he knew the answer already.

He busted out laughing at my pain. I didn't expect him to help me, but it would've been very nice.

“Finally, a woman immune to your charms. I've got to write this down in history.” He belts out while in tears laughing. I glare at him and easy my way off the ground. Hopefully I can still have children after this. Man that woman has a hard ass kick. Oh, she is going to pay for this. One way or another.

Her P.O.V

I silently snickered to myself as I saw him limping towards the office. Did I feel bad? Maybe a tad, but I wasn't going to let him think he had some sort of control over me. I'll be damned.

“Nice going kicking my moronic brother in the balls. I applaud you..”

“You scared the shit out of me. What do you mean-Oh! You mean...oh god you're related to that...that thing?” I discovered in horror.

“Names Garrett. Pleasure to meet you Jay. My stupid brother talks about you all the time...”

He sends me a megawatt smile, and offers his hand for me to shake. I stare at it in displeasure. He frowns.

“Oh come on! Don't tell me you think I'm exactly like him? You've got it all messed up baby doll. Lol I'm Garrett, not my asshat brother. I'm much more nicer and cuter then he is..”

He proceeds to strut and strikes a pose. I raise my eyebrow in question and shake my head, and let out a giggle.

“Nice to meet you Garrett, and I can assure you, you haven't given me the impression your egg headed brother has. I've got to get back to work. Nice meeting you.”

“Likewise, try not to let my brother control you. He thinks he can have everything he wants...”

“Well, hes got the wrong one to be trying to control. As you can see...” We both turn towards the door way and see Zecharian limping still with a permanent frown plastered on his face.

Looks like my ball buster still has it. Hopefully he's learned his lesson, but I can't say for sure. He's just as stubborn as I am and that right there itself will be a huge dilemma. Please let the gods be on my side for that.