Double Bossed

“You should be,” I snapped at her, not accepting her apology.

Her eyes widened in shock and her lips parted, and I got to see just how sexy they were when they weren’t drawn into a stern line. I wanted those lips around my cock.

Damn. This wasn’t the time to think about that.

“Excuse me?” she exclaimed, furrowing her eyebrows angrily when the initial surprise passed.

“You heard me. Are you deaf? You didn’t even pay attention and you ran right into me!”

I saw her whole body tense. She was clearly embarrassed, but she tried to hide it with anger. “I didn’t pay attention? You are the one who wasn’t even looking where he was going!”

“Right,” I answered, my voice dipping in sarcasm, and continued dryly, “Well, that was expected.” I glared at her, clenching my fists in tension.

Her cheeks flushed a bit, and she shifted her weight again. “What was expected?”

“That such a beautiful woman like you would lie. All beautiful women are such good liars.” Shit. Now where did this come from? All beautiful women were such good liars? Sexist much, man.

“What?” she hissed. “I can’t believe you! Not only you are rude and accusing me of something I didn’t do, but you are also insulting women! Asshole!”

Well, I did deserve that one, but it didn’t sting any less. “You have no idea what you are talking about so shut your mouth. After all, it’s good for only one thing.?

? I smirked to increase the humiliating effect. “For a blowjob.”

Instantly, she became red as a beet, her pretty green eyes darkening in fury. Her hand twitched, and for a second I thought she was going to slap me. I took a step back, just in case.

“You.” She actually began to tremble, her face changing colors quickly. “I have met a lot of rude people in this business so far, but no one was as rude as you are.”

“I’m glad to be the best.” I winked and moved aside to walk around her.

I reached the front doors and she was still standing in the same spot, her back turned to me. My eyes momentarily zeroed in on her ass, and I almost groaned. My cock twitched, but I had to suppress any sexual urge. Man, her ass was a piece of art.

“Try not to get lost,” I said and got out of the building before she had the opportunity to react.

When I reached the noisy street, I noticed how hot I felt, fuck. This back and forth sparing left me even more frustrated.

It was a shame. I didn’t remember when was the last time I so attracted to some woman, but she had to be my competition and I couldn’t do anything to her. The irony.

And now I realized we’d never exchanged names.

I opened the door of my car and sat down, telling myself to stop thinking about her. She wasn’t important. I would make sure to get that building, and I would never see her again.

2

Alexandra

I stood in the middle of the old lobby after I spent some time going through this whole place, taking mental notes. This building was historic and it was beautiful—it would be just amazing if I could get the job. I could envision all the changes that needed to be made and I was more than eager to start with the work as soon as possible.

Interior design had been my dream since I was a child. I could remember moving my mother’s furniture around in the living room to give it a more welcoming feel. But I was way beyond my mother’s living room now and currently I was hoping to add this building to my portfolio. After I finished my college several years ago—always being a straight-A student—I worked on various projects, but none of them were as important to me as this one.

Since I was little I wanted a career for myself, dreaming of becoming successful and independent. I’d been really driven from the start. So I studied a lot and dedicated my life to becoming the best.

I got interested in architecture and art in my early teen years. I’d been attracted to various architectural styles and the way they combined into one perfect whole. My parents liked to travel a lot, so by the time I finished high school, I’d visited so many countries around the world that I’d lost count. Traveling enabled me to see all those famous buildings in person and get the inspiration I needed for my own portfolio.

I had a really good sense of space and combining different colors and materials together. I could create the perfect interior in my mind after just one look, and I already envisioned what this place was going to be like. I couldn’t wait to get started.

I knew this building was for sale and I wanted to be the designer who was hired by the new owner to redecorate the interior. The reason why I was really interested in this project was because I had some special memories of this building. This place was once a beautiful hotel and I used to come here for brunch when I was a child. My parents and I always had a great time here, and the food was just delicious.

The hotel’s interior had been breathtaking and expensively furnished. I remembered spending a lot of time just staring at the walls, ceilings, and paintings, and creating my own design in head. I was really attached to it. Now it was almost painful to see the damped walls, broken windows, and unkempt furniture.