Pov Jason
That little Rose. She's going to be the death of me. Always giving me a hard time and at the same time teasing me endlessly. I hate it when people disrespect me and I don't tolerate it from anyone. I smacked her ass quite hard though. I'm happy I did because she's such a hard one to break. She's a tough one even when on the outside she looks so fragile and inocent.
It sometimes mislead me because of her pureness. She's too sincere, too perfect for me. I'm a fucked up guy. I could never make her happy. Now I need to run the business from dad and mine as well. It's too much for me to handle. Sometimes I know I react too harsh towards her. She doesn't deserve that. She deserves the best and I could never give her that. When we have Enrico she'll be moving out. She can finally live her own life without an obsessive man that keeps her locked in his mansion.
She's like a real rose. She's gorgeous and fragile, but you'll need to watch out because she can sting if you aren't careful enough. She did surprise me when she slapped me in my face tough. I would never thought she would slap me a second time. She's fearless and it even makes me more drawn towards her. Damnit, this wasn't my plan. After we almost made love I wanted to contain my distance towards her, but I always seem to fail.
I don't know why I'm a total soft in her presence. She makes me weak, almost like a normal man. This has to stop. I can't loose focus with the business and Enrico's dissapearing.
I arrive at 1 am at my house after two hours fucking with a client. I'm exhausted. I park my black Audi in the garage and make my way inside straight through my bedroom. I already showered with my client before retrieving home. I silently open the door to find a little note on the ground. I frown and pick it up.
I've a surprise for you tomorrow evening. I hope you can rescedule your work for me this one time.
RoseI stare at the note and then look up to her door that was closed. I have a client tomorrow evening. Fuck it's with Karen. I'm drifting away in thoughts when I heard noises from Rose her bedroom. It became louder until I heard her screaming. My legs came in action and walked into her room without knocking.
My concern about her is so big it's becoming a real problem for me. I see her struggling with her sheets, tears streaming down her face. She's still asleep. I don't want to disturb her, but seeing her like this hurts like hel. "Hey, Rose it's Jason. You've a nightmare. Please open your eyes." I brush softly over her arm.
I had scared the crap out of her because she collapsed at the headboard with her head. "Rose calm down it's me. I heard you screaming from the hallway." I explain her softly, sitting beside her on the corner of the bed. "I'm sorry if I disturbed you." She tells me before swiping away her tears. "No, I'm just home. Are you allright?" I ask her carefully.
Her hair was tousled, but she was still perfect. She wore a white T-shirt and blue shorts. A cute pyjama for a cute girl. I love those sides of her. She can be sophisticated when she needs to be, but when she's comfortable she can wear something less dressed. "What's wrong?" She questions me firmly. Fuck she caught me staring at her. "Nothing, I'm waiting for your answer. Are you fine now?" I ask her more demanding.
"Yes, of course." She tells me with her beautiful dark eyes, but I could see the hesitance behind them. "Did you read my note?" She questions me hesitantly. "Yes." I reply her quickly. She looks intently at me with expectation. Her expression changes to nervous while awaiting my answer. "Yes, I'll be there. What time do I need to be here?" I ask her calmly.
She exhales a little harder at my reply. It seems she's happy with my answer, because her nervous demeanor changes into a relaxed one. "Seven is fine." She gave me a small smile. "But if you can't ..." I interupt her quickly. "I'll be there, I promise." I gave her an assuring smile. She nods and grins for a while. It was a proud grin for sure. How can I say no to that face. I'm a lost man when it comes to satisfy this woman. I told her she could never seduce me, but I lied. She's the only one who has that kind of effect on me and she doesn't know that. I need to keep it that way for sure. I can't loose control, not now.
"I'm going to sleep now. Will you be fine?" I ask her quickly. "Yes." She replies to me. I stand up from the bed and before I opened her door she called me. "Jason, thanks for checking up on me." She murmurs softly. "Of course." I tell her with a small smile before leaving her room.
Fuck and what now? I need to cancel Karen and she won't be happy to hear that. She's always been more obsessive towards me. She always hoped I would quit seeing other women, but she means nothing to me. She can't understand she's just a client nothing more. I respect my clients, but it's not like we're loved ones. I keep things professional, it's fucking that's all.
I'll call her tomorrow morning to rescedule her to next week. I undress myself quickly, leaving only my boxer shorts on. I almost was ready to crawl into bed when I hear Rose her door open and closing. I walk to my door and open it to reveal a jumping Rose on her bare feet. "Jason, you scared me!" She squeels. "Sorry, is something wrong?" I question her when I caught her looking at my boxer shorts. A grin spreads my face. "Like what you see Rosie?" I question her seductively.
She clears her throat nervously. "I'm just going to grab some water." She explains me before walking further away from me. "Good night Rose." I grin and she looks one last time back at me shaking her head with a small playful smile on her face. Did her cheeks flush?
She doesn't know what kind of torment this is for me. She's breathakingly beautiful.
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RomanceDelay is the deadliest form of denial. What do you do when you fall in love in the middle of chaos? They both live a different life, so far apart from each other's world, but they are so similar at the same time. Can Rose open up her heart to a man...