Yes, Sir - ONGOING

Chapter Five - Breakfast

Asa Benoist

She woke up the next day, dizzy and disoriented. "Fuck, he took me home." She cursed under her breath, noting how she wore an oversized blue shirt with grey sweatpants. She couldn't remember much from last night, but she knew who she had went home with and she didn't want to face him. Asa slowly got up and gathered her things, slipping out the front door. The place was huge and it didn't look like there was an exit for miles.

Asa dug around in her purse, and found her phone, thankfully with only a crack going down the side. I can still use it, she thought as she called herself a cab, eventually making her way back to her apartment. When she got inside, she noticed it was quiet and she sighed in relief, not wanting any conflict with her fiancé. She went inside her room, scanning it for him. "Where were you?" She nearly jumped out of her skinned as turned around, facing Shawn.

"I went with Camille to get a drink last night. Nothing happened." She calmly spoke, trying to defuse him.

"Who's shirt is that?" He angrily asked, crossing his arms.

"Camille let me have it. Seriously, we're getting married. Why can't you have a little faith in me." Asa huffed, not feeling like explaining the situation, and barged inside the room, gathering things to take a shower.

"Get dressed. We have a breakfast meeting to go to and your parents will be there." He sighed and runs a hand over his face. Asa sighed herself, and ran a hand through her hair. "Okay." She spoke, and went into the bathroom, shutting the door and turning on the shower.

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Shawn pulled into an expensive looking mansion, and the two got out, walking inside. It was ginormous and elegant, with fine men and women on pictures on the walls, beautiful like angels. Asa looked down and held onto his arm, self-conscious.

"Wow, it's beautiful." She whispered, and they walked hand in hand to the dining area. They approached a table and sure enough, her parents were there, along with plenty of other people she had seen the night before. Ignore the pounding headache. She thought and put a smile on her face, greeting them.

They took a seat and Asa took a look at everyone.

"You guys look great together! Have you picked a date for the wedding yet?" Her mother asked, and all eyes were on the couple. She smiled as pleasant as she could, and noticed Jared right across from them, watching her intently.

"Not yet. But we sure are excited, aren't we?" She answered, and averted her gaze from the illustrious man. "Yes we are. Now, about the company," Shawn began speaking and she wanted to roll her eyes, for why did she take her there if they were just talking business? At least that fuckable man is here. Her eyes went wide and she immediately blushed at her thought and looked down, finding interest with her hands.

A older woman soon came and placed loads of food onto the table, and she served herself, right along with Shawn.

Eggs, pancakes, and sausages filled her plate and she began to eat.

As she ate her eggs, her gaze found itself back on Jared. He locked eyes with her, and took a bite of pancake, getting syrup on the side of his lip. She quietly snickered, and he raised his eyebrow at her. Asa pointed to the side of her own mouth, and his fingers came up and wiped the syrup away. Her smile faded as she watched on, her heart beating harder in her chest.

He held his intense gaze, and slowly licked it off, causing a pool to form in between her legs. Asa pressed her thighs together tight, looking back down at her food. His aura screamed dominant, and she wondered if she was the only one who felt it.