John
The second week without Blake around.
I needed a vacation badly because after the whole week without him around, it fucking stressed me out. Although I was alright with him taking a holiday, I couldn’t overcome the tiredness. Lots of clients and partners were asking where Blake was and when he would return. He had forbidden me to tell them where he was going because if they found out, they would go there and bothering his precious vacation with his daughter.
He would fucking kill me if I dared to do that. The last one managed to find out where Blake was but thankfully, Blake was not mad at me. The little bastard had his own dirty moves to find out where Blake was.
I was on my desk with my laptop, checking some emails and hundreds of proposals that came to my email or arrived on my desk. I glanced at the mountain of documents to the side that I hadn’t checked on. I didn’t have the time to do it.
Blake’s company was one of the tops in the city. Lots of potential clients wanted to cooperate with him because of his well-known popularity. It was my responsibility to check the proposal whether it was suitable for Blake’s taste or not. He started to give this new responsibility to me after he saw the potential within me or he was just simply didn’t want to bother his ass to check the documents one by one. Probably the latest but I didn’t mind doing it.
Even though I was stressed out, I loved my job. I loved working here. I loved working under Blake. He might be cold but he always respected his staff, minus the one with no potential or with hidden motives.
The other thing that made me forgot I was tired as fuck was the girl I had slept with and managed to stole my heart within one night. Karen, Olivia’s best friend had managed to break through my once cold heart.
I still remembered the night perfectly when I slept with her.
Her agency was celebrating the company’s fifth anniversary and since Blake was keeping an eye on her agency, we were invited. At that time, I had no idea Karen was there and I saw her heavily drunk and almost got attacked by one of her model colleagues. I saved her by punching the poor model away and since she was drunk, she didn’t recognize me immediately. I had to take her to the nearest hotel since I didn’t know where her house was and even though I could ask her, she would not give the answer I needed.
I dropped her at the nearest hotel and was about to leave until she begged me to not go. I had no plan to sleep with her but her big brown eyes, her begging, and her tears managed to break all my senses. I slept with her and in just one night, the young girl managed to leave her presence inside me.
I was fucking pissed when she left in the morning, only leaving a note saying sorry and thank you. And since that day, she avoided me like I was some kind of plague. I knew she felt guilty but that didn’t mean she could run away from me. Karen never thought it was me who saved and fucked her that night. That’s why she got panicked but too bad for her.
I was the wrong person to be messed around with. It was useless for her to run away again. I got her number easily from her agency and she got what she deserved. I hunted her so she would only be thinking of me. I would not let her forget about our night. I knew I shouldn’t be doing this, not to a sixteen-year-old girl. A girl who was fourteen years younger than me. Jeez, that makes me look so fucking old.
But I couldn’t help it anymore. I wanted her; that was all that mattered.
And Blake, who I had no fucking idea, found out about it. He never told me to give up because he was just the same as me. He loved his daughter who was nineteen years younger than him. He was even crazier than me. He must have seen me with Karen when I took her away from that bar and since he was so damn smart and able to read people easily, I told him what happened after I took her to the hotel. I couldn’t lie to him anyway.
Blake only told me that I should be careful because, reason one she was still underage, and reason two she was a model and a public figure. The underage part was the hardest but everything had happened and there was no turning back anymore.
Karen refused me constantly. She was scared because she was still young while I was already a proper adult. She was scared that I would leave her which I thought should be the other way around. She was still young. She could meet some people as she grew up and eventually abandoned the old me.
Well, I would not fucking let that happened. I was already pissed enough when I found out Stewart drugged and almost raped Olivia and Karen looked up to him. I didn’t want to tell her now and let her found out by herself, or maybe from Olivia.
I missed her. I thought to do another video call sex tonight. That was what we had been doing since Karen, who, unfortunately, did not allow me to had sex with her again. Well, I must hold myself back because she was still underage. It was hard for me and I took my phone and texted her.
Are you busy tonight?
She replied a few minutes later.
I’m working until evening. I’m going to be tired as hell. Maybe another day?
Well, for her replying so fast, she must be telling the truth. But I refused to have her walked home alone by herself.
I’ll come and pick you.
Again, she replied fast.
It’s okay, you don’t need to. People might see us together.
I smirked at her message. The girl had probably forgotten who she was dealing with.
You don’t need to worry about that. I will come. End of discussion.
True, although Karen looked fierce and more dominant than Olivia, she had no place to argue while she was with me. And her text popped in.
Okay.
That was what I needed and it was enough to lighten my day. I couldn’t wait to see her tonight as the elevator door opened as I lose my smile. Blake walked out of the elevator, confused me why he was here. He should be still on vacation.
I stood up. “Sir? Why are you—”But Blake only walked past me but I caught his expression. So in despair. What the fuck?
He walked inside his office without bothering to close the door and I soon followed him. He slumped to the couch. “Sir, what happened?”
He closed his eyes and let out a long sigh. “Everything’s over, John.”
I had no fucking idea what he was talking about. What’s over to him? “What do you mean, sir?”
And his answer just concluded everything I needed to know. “I let her go.” I instantly knew he meant…Olivia. “I dropped her adoption and gave her back to her bastard father.” What the hell?
“I thought it’s for the best but my fucking heart is hurting like a son of a bitch.” I couldn’t say anything. Although he was closing his eyes, I could tell just by his tone. He was hurting. When people he had no heart, they were damn wrong. They should see the broken man and changed their fucking mind.
I knew it was only a matter of time before Blake snapped. There was no way he could live with the daughter he had fallen in love with. I was not stupid. I knew just by looking at how Blake looked at Olivia. He loved her, too much.
“Blake, you shouldn’t be working today.”
“I have to, John. Or my mind is going to be crazy. It’s hard for me to live in that house remembering Olivia is not there anymore. I’m not seeing her again.” I would not see her too. I liked her, but I had to take care of my Boss first. If his staff came and saw their Boss was already in the office and bothered him, he would turn into his devil mode and fired people within a minute and I couldn’t have that.
“Come on, Blake. You can’t work like this.”
He opened his eyes and looked straight at me. God, he looks horrible. “Are you kicking me out?”
“Yes. I don’t want to deal with the current you and it will be best if you go home, clear your head, and come back.”
“I fucking told you, I can’t.”
“Okay, should I get you a hotel for a few days?”
“Yeah.” I was about to go back to my desk until he called out to me. “Thank you, John. And sorry.” I only nodded my head without looking at him. Those words made me remember my disastrous night with Karen.
I reached my desk and dialed InterContinental’s number. While waiting for my call to be picked up, I grabbed my phone and texted Karen.
Have you heard from Olivia?
It was that simple. If she knew already, she would catch the meaning of my message.
“InterContinental Hotel, how may I help you?”
“I need a room, the superior one for three nights? Starting tonight,” I told all the details and Karen replied to my text.
I heard. I was thinking to go to her house tonight. You know? To comfort the poor girl.
That was her reason for refusing my kind offer to take her home. She was planning to go to Olivia. I might have to pick her up and take her to Olivia’s new house. I would let my girl took care of Olivia while I took care of Blake.
This was so messed up.
Both of us were being turned upside down by the girls who were far younger than us. Was it a curse? Or this was the universe’s way of telling us that those girls were forbidden to us? That we were not supposed to have this feeling to them?
Whatever it was, I only hoped the best for both of us.
Particularly…Blake.