Megan’s point of view.
*SIN – CEO’s Office**
“Come in” I heard Mr. Belmont say faintly from inside.
I grabbed the handle and gently pushed the door open, then walked in -trying my best not to limp.
Luckily, his head was facing downwards as he was seriously typing away on his computer, and hence he didn’t see me limp-walk in.
“I’m done with the files, Mr. Belmont” I reported as I stopped in front of his desk.
He stopped typing immediately he heard my voice.
And even though he was facing downwards, I can still see the deep frown lines that has formed up on his forehead, and trust me, it’s making me anxious.
He raised his head and saw me, he bent his upper body towards his right side, tilted his head, so he could get a clear view of my legs, and his eyes narrowed when they landed on my ankle.
“I told you to stay in your office and not run about, didn’t I?” he asked, his tone was soft, yet anyone would clearly sense the anger disguised in each word.
“Yes, sir” I answered.
“Then what are you doing here?” he asked again, but this time, he sounded as though my presence wasn’t needed here.
I briefly presented the files I brought in with me.
“I’m here to submit these files, sir, I’m done with them” I clearly repeated my reason for coming into his office.
He got up, snatched the files from me and slammed them on the desk, which made me flinch back a bit and let out a hiss when I felt a slight pain in my ankle.
His eyes moved to my ankle again, he glared at me before reaching for his cellphone, and scrolled through it for a moment, then brought it closer to his ear.
“Sit” he ordered me as though he’s talking to a dog, and I obediently sat down too.
He turned away from me, and walked towards the window.
He leaned against the window frame as he waited for whomever he was calling to pick up, but it’s obvious from the way he was tapping his index finger on the wall that he’s getting impatient with the person.
“Where in the bloody hell are you?” he barked as soon as the person picked the call.
He paused for a moment, I guess the receiver is explaining his or herself right now.
“You could have gotten someone to do that! I clearly told you not to leave Megan’s side in case she needed something done, but you…”
He paused again, and glanced my way. He ran his fingers through his hair, grabbed a handful, pulled on them and let out a sigh. I knew at that moment that he’s speaking with Mike.
“I don’t care how far away you are from the office, f**king get your a*s here and take her home”
Take her home? Am I the ‘her’ he’s talking about?
“Why?” I couldn’t stop myself from asking.
He flashed me a sharp glare that shut me up immediately, and I decided to wait until he’s done before presenting my disapproval.
“I want to see you back here in five minutes” he said firmly, then hung up and came back to his chair.
“Why are you sending me home, sir?” I asked.
“You’re injured”
“But it’s not a problem, it doesn’t stop me from working”
“It’s a problem for me”
“Huh?” It’s a problem for him? What does he mean?
“Even if it doesn’t hurt or bother you that you’re injured, it hurts and bothers me”
Wow, is that care I’m sensing there?
The butterflies in my stomach starting flapping their wings as he said these words…
I’m not even gonna lie right now, I love hearing sweet words like this, but unfortunately, Brett didn’t say them to me in our relationship; I thought he was just one of those guys who don’t know how to express their affection -man, I was so wrong, he doesn’t even love me.
“… are you even listening to me?” Mr. Belmont asked and snapped his fingers to get my attention.
“Oh…sorry, sir, I was…” I trailed off not knowing what to say, I was simply blinking rapidly, and smiling nervously.
“Go back to your office and wait until Mike come take you home” he said.
“Take me home?” I shook my head quickly in disagreement. “I want to stay, I’m here to work”
“Only a healthy and able human can work, and judging from your current situation, you don’t fall in that category, Kitty”
Kitty, oh, he’s full of sweetness today.
Stay focus, Megan -my subconscious mind chided me.
“I’m not…”
“You’re going home!” he cut me off.
His voice was firm and clearly doesn’t give room for arguments. I sighed.
“Fine” then got up and stormed out, well, my ankle betrayed me because it didn’t let me storm out the way I did in my head…haha.
•••••••
Stella’s point of view.
*Megan and Stella’s apartment**
“And done” I exclaimed excitedly as soon as I finished submitting my application, and tossed my phone on the next sofa -gently though because I ain’t buying a new one any time soon.
“Good” Jimmy said and applauded me as though I’ve just achieved something great.
He wrapped his arms around my waist, and his fingers began teasingly tracing some invisible lines on my lower back, sending shivers down my spine, but I’m uncertain if I’m enjoying it.
“So… What is next now?” he asked, looking straight in my eyes.
I cupped his face in my palms, leaned forward slightly and gave him a light peck.
“You know what is next” I answered his question, then let go of his face and leaned back.
He lifted himself off, then crashed his lips on me and began kissing me aggressively, as if he’s been starving.
His hands grabbed my breasts, they were massaging and making my nipples go hard.
I wasn’t feeling anything while kissing him, but didn’t say anything either because I want to get laid and honestly, I don’t see the need for feelings while f**king someone.
He pushed my teeth with his tongue, asking for permission to explore my mouth, which I granted. His tongue entered my mouth, and he left no corner untouched, tasted every inch of my mouth.
But he didn’t spend too much time exploring, he soon kissed his way down my neck and settled on my chest.
He kissed my cleavage for a moment, then precessed to put his hands underneath my blouse and grab my breasts for real…and that’s when my phone dimmed as the right time to ring.
Jimmy paused with a frown, thinking I would take the call, but I signaled him to continue, and we ignored the phone with the thought that it’d stop ringing soon.
But unfortunately, we’re wrong. We couldn’t proceed with our making out because the phone kept on ringing non-stop.
“Bloody hell!” Jimmy cursed against my lips as my phone when he was unable to take it any more.
“I’m sorry, but I guess I should take this” I told him. “It might be Meg” I added.
“Sure”
Judging from his tone, I could tell he’s so pissed off right now because we haven’t got any intimate time together since he got out of jail… we’re always distracted by something.
I reached for my phone and answered the call, I immediately assumed it was Megan and didn’t felt a need for checking the caller’s ID -because, obviously, she’s the only one who’d frustrate me with this many calls whenever I didn’t take her calls.
“Hey, Me…”
“Good morning, am I speaking with Miss McCartney?” A male voice erupted from the other side, cutting me off.
I pulled the phone away from my ear and checked the caller’s ID with a small frown, that’s when I knew it’s an unknown number.
“Hello? Are you still with me?” I heard as I placed the phone back to my ear.
“Yes” I cleared my throat. “This is Miss McCartney, and who might you be?” I asked.
“This is Tim from YUMMY KISS PRODUCTION…”
My eyes widened at the mention of Yummy Kiss Production, and my heart raced incredibly fast as fear slipped in… I mean, I just submitted my application, and they’re already calling to reject me without giving me a chance to audition?
“… are you still with me?” his question pulled me out of my shocked striken state.
“Yes. Please, continue”
“So, there’s been a change in our schedule, and we’re bringing the audition forward, and it’s happening by 4pm today” he said.
First, I subconsciously sighed in relief when I realized I wasn’t getting eliminated. Then I processed what he said and sprang up at once.
“What? It’s happening today?”
“Yes, Miss McCartney, it is an order from the founder and CEO of Yummy Kiss Production”
“Oh”
“Hence your interview is starting at 12pm, you’re requested to be here at least ten minutes before the interview”
“Huh?”
My eyes subconsciously looked at the wall clock above the TV, and I gasped in disbelief… It’s already 11:13am.
“Please be reminded that Yummy Kiss Production is a reputable company, and we don’t accept tardiness of my sort” then he hung up.
I kicked Jimmy’s legs out of the way and dashed towards my room, muttering “I can’t be late” along the way.
Jimmy also rushed after me, but before he could step into my room, I slammed the door on his face and took fast strides towards my closet.
“Hey, Ella” he knocked on the door lightly. “What’s going on? Why are you in such a hurry?” he asked.
“I’m sorry, Jimmy, but I’ve got an important interview in forty minutes” I answered as I began throwing clothes everywhere, while searching for something super sexy and seductive to wear.
“But we… we were…”
“Jim, I’m quite busy right now, we will talk when I get back” I told him, then tuned him off and continued my search.