Living With The Boss

Chapter 1

Oh gosh, my head is pounding against my scalp and the light is most certainly way to 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 struggling to remember if I went home last night, 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 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.

"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 was his eyes the deepest shade of blue that I've ever seen.  "You're in a penthouse and I'm the owner of it"

His voice was soft yet firm, he had a bit of a husk to it. "Did we uh..." I asked while wrapping the sheets around myself. I hope 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."

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. 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 my body.

I walked towards the bedside cupboard and took the pills.

I showered and then dressed myself, there is no way that I'd go home without having showered first. I feel dirty enough as is.

I exited the bathroom and found the room to be empty. I walked out of the bedroom and stepped into a vast living room, the walls were the same shade as the bedroom and all the furniture were  black or silver.

I was walking towards the penthouse door when I heard the guy speak again "would you like to stay for breakfast?" , I thought he had left already. I turned around to find him standing about a meter away from me.

"uh... no thanks, I better get going. Thanks for letting me shower." He started walking towards me and smirk before speaking again, "I'm sure that there's much more that you could thank me for. Like the fact that you came thrice last night."

He stopped a foot away from me and it felt way too close for me, his musky smell overwhelmed me and my heart rate started to increase. I had to go.

"uh... yes well, bye." I said as I turned away and rushed out of the penthouse.