Olivia
I just finished my training and currently taking a shower.
Along with the training with Javier, he acted perfectly normal. Like nothing just happened between us. Although none of us said that both of us were over, we aware that we couldn’t be together anymore. Practically over. It was sad but it was best for us. I thought Javier deserved better and I hoped he would meet someone better than me.
But I was certain after the incident he had with me; Javier would not search for someone for the time being. I was guilty about it and I hoped it didn’t make him gave up finding love.
I finished the shower and wore my clothes. Since John would pick me up and go straight to the office, I decided I had to wear something rather formal. I wore a black blouse with three-quarter sleeves and a white skirt completed with black stilettos. I didn’t want to embarrass myself like yesterday just in case I stumbled upon Carol again; she won’t dare to question my attire.
I applied some mascara and eyeshadows and nude lipstick. I brushed my hair and ready to go. I walked out of the changing room and found Javier was standing in front by leaning his back on the wall. He didn’t look like he realized my presence. His head was handing down, looking to the floor, or probably looking at nothing.
It made me…sad watching him like this. And he turned his head up, meeting my eyes, and immediately smiled. “Oh, Olivia? I didn’t realize you were there,” he stated but I only smiled without saying anything. Javier went to silence again. I couldn’t stand it.
“Are you okay?”
“Y-Yeah, I’m okay.” He said that but he looked nervous…and confused. What happened to him?
“Is something wrong?”
“No, it’s just…something weird just happened to me and I don’t understand what’s going on.”
“Oh. Do you want to talk about it?”
He shook his head. “It’s not important.” Well, if he said so. I dropped the intention until he asked, “Do you need a ride home?”
“No, thank you. John will pick me up.”
“John?” he scoffed. “What happened to Mr. Morgan?” His tone hinted at the tease. He was trying to be funny.
“He had a meeting and John will take me to him.”
“I see. Well then, at least let me escort you out,” he said and allowed me to walk ahead first. I did and he followed me downstairs. Once we were on the first floor, I felt him stopped behind me and it made me stopped as well. I looked behind and saw him looking towards the receptionist table. I looked there as well and found someone was talking with Drew and they looked like…a little bit in an argument. “I should take care of this,” Javier said. I looked outside and saw John was already waiting for me.
I turned to him again. “It’s fine. You should take care of it. John is already here.”
“Okay. I’ll see you tomorrow, Olivia,” he parted with me and went to Drew and the guest, probably a client, a young lady with caramel hair.
I walked out of the building to where John was. He was leaning his back on his car and smiled when he saw me walking towards him. “Evening, Olivia.”
“Evening to you as well.” He opened the door for me as I walked in and John immediately went behind the wheel. Igniting the engine and immediately accelerated the car to Blake’s office.
“How’s your day?” he started.
“Well, tough,” I sighed.
“Do I want to know why?”
“It’s tough because a certain someone just prevented me to go to school since he wanted to spend his day with me. So, I had to skip a day, lied to school that I was sick while I was out in the afternoon to go to the gym,” I explained. Blake was being the unreasonable one this morning. I couldn’t believe he made me do this.
I heard John chuckled over my explanation. Of course, he would find this funny as hell. “How did he do it?”
Okay, this would be embarrassing. “He said I could go by wearing his clothes minus the underwear which I have to wear the yesterday one.” And he burst out and laughed hard. I had to keep my eyes in front just in case. John even leaned his head on the wheel and laughing out loud.
“That worked effectively to make you not go to school. Only a whore would do that, walking around with an unreplaceable panty,” he said harshly.
“Can you please to not say that? Do you want me to strangle you?”
He smirked. “Only Karen is allowed to do that.” I was silent when he mentioned my best friend. I looked at him while John was already concentrating on the road but I knew he aware of being looked at.
“Were you mad?” I asked.
“Mad about what?”
“Karen told me she ran away the next morning after, uh, you guys slept together.”
“Well, if I have to be honest with you, I was, a lot. I only needed one night to make me realize that I have fallen with the girl fourteen years younger than me.” I was shocked, like literally. Because I never heard John saying something nice about women. Not to mentioned, he was fallen with my best friend.
It made me smile where I just remembered that John told me a certain girl made him unable to trust women. “You’ve told me before that you couldn’t trust women anymore because of a young girl. Was she…Karen?”
“Yes.”
“You also said you gave her the taste of her own medicine,” I said and it made me suspicious. “Did you sleep with her again and left the next morning?” John giggled with my suspicion.
“Is that what you’re thinking, Olivia?” he asked back. I couldn’t say anything. His tone was cold. To be honest, that’s what I thought. Maybe John would do that because I remembered when he told me about it two years ago. He sounded cold and determined to get his revenge. “Oh, fuck. I can’t lie to you anymore. Not when we’re talking about your best friend and my woman. If you want to know, the medicine I was talking about is we had sex only through digital devices.” Huh?
That made me confuse. “What do you mean?”
“We, uh, are having phone and video sex for two years.” My jaw dropped. I was speechless. I never thought I would hear that from him. Most of all, I never thought Karen would be doing that. Or John would do that.
“Do you like it?”
“Oh, absolutely. But only for Karen. I couldn’t touch her for a long time and I could only satisfy myself by merely using my hands while watching Karen played with herself.” Oh, God. I didn’t think I could hear this any longer. This was so private. “That’s why when she invited me, I was so fucking ecstatic with happiness until you two idiot couple came and disturbed us.” I swallowed hard when he said that. I could sense his annoyance, because of me. Not Blake, but for me. I was the one who disturbed them. Blake already knew and he tried to stop me.
“I’m sorry.”
“You don’t need to.” Unfortunately, John. His tone was telling me otherwise; he was pissed. No men liked to be disturbed when they were doing it with his woman, and that included my man. “But I’m happy and proud of you, Olivia. Because you didn’t let your ego taken over you completely. How’s Javier now?”
“Well, he looks okay but he must be sad on the inside.”
“He’s strong. He had been through too much.”
“I know his past already.”
“It was tough for him and his friends. No one should enter that industry unwillingly. Fucking and being recorded and spread their videos around the globe. He was young and stupid and those people managed to fool him and he was unable to get out.”
“Until Blake came and saved his life.” I looked back at him again and found him smiling.
“My Boss might be an asshole but he has a heart, Olivia. You might not understand his action about what happened to those poor boys and girls, but he was trying to keep you safe. And if you’re still scared he will be doing that again, maybe you should listen to him and keep his hands away. Blake only needs one push for him to do something insane.”
I knew that. Blake did it before and he would surely do it again. I had seen the monster underneath him when he was brutally punched Stewart’s face. To the point of almost destroying it.
We reached the office and after John parked his car, we took the elevator from the basement and went straight to Blake’s office. “Is this his private elevator as well?”
“Yes. Only me and Blake are allowed to use it because we have a certain code.”
“Is Carol allowed as well?”
“Hell no,” he answered immediately. “She should take the stairs.” I laughed at his terrible joke. He really didn’t like the girl that much.
We reached the floor and walked out when I saw no one was there. Well, it was past six already and the working hour was until five. But I saw that pretty Hermès handbag on top of the table, hinting she was still here. “Where the fuck is she?” John cursed annoyingly and I saw the door to Blake’s office was opened a little bit and I got a bad feeling about it. I went to it and pushed it open, revealing Blake inside with Carol’s lips on his mouth. My heart immediately sunk in and he pushed her away almost making her fall.
“Fucking hell!” he wiped his lips. “Get the fuck out of my building and never return here anymore. I’m done having you around my office, especially when I already know you can’t work at all. Just go home to your daddy and find other men to prey on,” Blake said coldly. Even so, my mind was stuck on the image of Carol’s lips that were attached to Blake’s. My heart was pounding. No, not because of excitement. What is this?
Blake’s eyes lifted and met mine. I looked away to where Carol was and she looked to where I was standing. The more I saw her, I found the straps from her blouse were hanging down to her shoulders. Did she just seduce Blake?
We were staring at each other until the side of her lips formed a smirk. Smiling full of victory like she just accomplished something. “Oh, come on! Why the fuck are you still here?!” I heard John stepped in and walked to her. Grabbing her elbow and pulled her out. “You should be going home after your working hour has passed but you didn’t fucking listen!” he scolded and practically dragged her out. He closed the door while the situation between me and Blake was heavy. Thinking about what they were doing. Was she always do that here? Seducing Blake? And how Blake handled it?
“Olivia,” Blake called me but I didn’t respond. My mind was full. Full of their images together.
“Did you do it with your intern as well?” Oh, fuck. I cursed my mouth for asking him that. What the hell was wrong with me? I heard him scoffed over my stupid question but I couldn’t stop this…burning indescribable feeling overwhelming my heart. I hated this.
I heard his steps coming closer and stopped in front of me. I still looked down at the wooden floor until he raised my chin with his thumb. Pushing me to look at him but instead of anger attached to his face, he was smiling at me. “Are you jealous, little girl?”
I slapped his hand away. “I’m not jealous!”
He smirked. “You are jealous, Olivia.” I wanted to argue with him more. He was wrong. I was not jealous. I just didn’t like it. Was it the same? But before I could react or say anything, he picked me up and took me to his desk. Putting me on top of it. His hands were beside my thighs, effectively trapping me with his larger body. “You’re jealous and I’m so fucking happy about it. That shows how much you love me. But I have to assure you there’s nothing that happened between us. Not now and never. And I’m going to be honest with you that Carol tried to seduce me but I prevented it.”
“You know she’s attracted to you?”
“Of course. Since day one. Her father was trying to play a fucking fairy godmother by using her daughter but he will never succeed. Not when I only got my eyes to the most beautiful woman in front of me.” He touched my cheek while I was looking at him. Such a charm. And it managed to make me smile. He leaned forward and kissed me. “I like you in this blouse and skirt.”
“Well, I thought I should be wearing something formal at your office, unlike yesterday.”
“I like it. But do you want to know what my favorite outfit on you?”
“Sure. What is it?” I thought maybe I should wear it more often just to please him.
He moved closer, placing his face beside my ear, and whispered, “Naked.” I didn’t have time to react when he suddenly pushed me down to his table. Attacking my mouth like a caveman. Pushing his tongue in, exploring like he usually did. Marking his scent all over my mouth.
When he pulled over, I used the chance, “You are really a pervert. And we shouldn’t be doing it here.”
Blake exhaled. “You’re right.”
“And you should take me home today.” And it made him exhaling again. He didn’t like the idea of having me out of his sight.
“I want you in my house again,” he pouted.
“You won’t let me out anymore.”
“You’re right, I won’t. I might have to tie you up on my bed and lock the room so no one would see you. And you will never see anyone besides me.” Okay, that sounded crazy but I chose to shut my mouth. “You have any plan for Christmas?”
“Um, not really. Maybe just visit my mother and dinner at my house. Dad hasn’t told you about it?”
“Cindy did but I haven’t accepted it,” he replied and raised his eyes. “Would you like to spend your Christmas with me?” I stared dumbly at him. Did he just invite me?
“Where you wanted to take me?”
“I’ll think about it. Your answer,” he demanded. Not pleading, but demanding. God, this man is so impossible.
I smiled and wrapped my hands around his neck. “I would love to spend my Christmas with you.” Blake smiled widely and connecting our lips once again.
Now I couldn’t wait for Christmas to come.