Living With The Boss

Chapter 1

Oh gosh, my head is pounding against my scalp and the light is most certainly way too bright at this time in the morning. Is this what a hangover feels like?

I can't seem to open my eyes for some reason but there's a slight breeze that seems to be dancing over my skin and I'm eager to find out why.

I always make sure to close my bedroom window at night.

I'm just realizing that there's a sound of a water facet that seems to be running... could someone be taking a shower? But I only have a bathtub...

While i was finding it difficult to remember if I went home last night or where exactly I am, I heard the water being turned off and shortly after, footsteps were closing in.

A minute later, something hard was placed on what sounded like the bedside cupboard but I most certainly had no bedside cupboards. My open-plan apartment would not gift me enough space for bedside cupboards.

My eyes popped open when the sudden memory of me stepping into a hotel lobby dawned on me.

Oh no! I didn't, I couldn't have. Right?

My hands shot to my body and with a pounding heartbeat I learnt that I was completely naked...
I've never slept naked before.

My heart shattered and as I looked around until my eyes landed on a tall, semi muscular, brunette haired guy who stood before a open closet seemingly searching for something to wear. A white towel was hanging really low from his hips leaving his two dimples at the end of his back exposed.

"where am I and who are you?" I asked and I must have spoken too loudly because my head throbbed at the sound.

He turned to me and oh my, his eyes were the deepest shade of blue that I've ever seen. "You're in a penthouse in Royal London hotel and I'm the owner of it"

His voice was soft yet firm, he had a bit of a husky undertone. "Did we uh..." I asked while wrapping the sheets around myself tentatively, I hoped that we didn't.

He smirked at my inability to complete my question, "do you mean did we have sex?" he asked. "well yes, we did and you definitely had a lot of fun, he pulled out a soft lilac shirt and started sliding his right arm into the sleeve.

Oh God, my heart sunk with dread.

How could I let this happen? I promised never to be this girl, the one who indulges in one night stands.

I jumped up, searched the room for my clothes, only now noticing that the walls are panted a dark shade of gray, it was such a beautifully spaced out room with a  chandelier hanging from the roof that was everything! It sparkled multiple colors in the glow of the early morning sunlight streaming through the vast windows.

The curtains were opened up and one window was ajar, that must be where the breeze came from.
I found my belongings and gathered it, "where is your bathroom?" I asked without facing the guy, my shame and disappointment becoming all too overbearing.

"It's to your left but you should probably first take the aspen that I put on the bedside cupboard. You must have a few aches." He said while running his eyes over the length of my body.

I walked towards the bedside cupboard and took the pills. Partially grateful that he had been considerate enough to leave me some pills at least.

He pointed out the bathroom to me once again and I made my way to it, dread filling me all the more and the sobering thought of what I'd done came crashing down on my with every step I took.

I entered the bath and felt a tear make its way down my cheek, I looked in the mirror, glad to see that nothing too obvious changed in my appearance... I don't know what I thought it'd be like to loose my virginity but I always suspected I'd look different after, maybe even feel more grown up but al I felt was a sense of utter despair.