Chapter 7

Rose has been in the same position for hours. Frustration bubbles inside her. And to think Alonso is unbearable? She rises to stretch, moving closer to the gigantic crystal white window, she leans her shoulder on it. Wishing it will swamp her in another universe, where loathful Leo doesn't exist.

“What the hell are you doing?” His demanding tone taps the back of her neck.

"Am I not allowed to move?" Jaw clenched, eyes penetrating the impermeable wall in his.

"Did I say you can move? Much less touch the surface of my window." Posing at the narrow door of the study. Who does he think he is?

Her tongue makes a clicking sound at the flat statement.

"Watch your mouth."

“I have had it with you! Honestly, you are very impolite, I have been sitting in that same spot for hours, and you are there pretending like I don’t exist." Releasing the tension biting the softness of her skin.

"Do you really think you exist?" He moves around the office.

"I demand that you take me back home right now. Guess what? I am a person, not just some object you get to displace whenever you feel like it.”

Leo budges closer to her "You don't get to make demands, much less tell me what to do.”

“No, let me go. I am no use to you. I don’t know the whereabouts of Demetria. For the ten millionth time, I have nothing to do with all these. Please, I can’t be here, my dad needs me.”

“Awww.. What a touching story, yeah. I almost shed a tear for a second there.” Caressing his bristle beard chin with an index finger.

Rose covers her face with her hands.

“Can you actually prove it?” With one hand tucked under his armpit.

She shrugs her shoulders, letting out a groan. “There is no way around you. Is there even something likable about you? Imagine I just met you and I already regret it.” All the fear vanishes.

What’s the point? Either way I am screwed. Fed up; she had been nice all her life. Giving room for people to walk all over her. Standing up for herself was always an issue, even against Demetria.

Explainable strength possesses her and she cares little of what will follow.

"Mind the way you talk to me because I won’t tolerate disrespect.” Leo says.

“Disrespect huh? Only a narcissist like you would say something like that. What is all this anyway? Do you get off by kidnapping people or what? Because this story of you keeping me because I apparently betrayed you is a facade.”

He burst into laughter. "Give me a break. Look at me! I am sure even you are secretly drooling over me. So, why would I go out of my way for someone like you for pleasure.”

Ouch! His words echo around the room. Hitting against the surface of glass rushing into her ear, slowly smacking her in the stomach. Where does he even get the nerve to be this cruel.

“I wouldn’t take you even if you were the last man on earth. I admit you look like every girl’s dream, but your terrible attitude makes you so ugly. God, you really are ugly. You are an embodiment of what a man shouldn't be."

"Sounds like you have a lot of experience in that department."

"There is nothing special about you.” Blinking numerous times.

He swallows hard and grabs her by the chin and she pants at the soft touch of his hand against her skin.

“I see you are transiting from the good girl act very quickly. Don’t awake my inner demon." Clenching his jaw, his heart is pulsating against his chest.

Her eyes widened, the strength in his hands causing a pinching pain. Tension in his face accelerates her heartbeat. His veins become visible on his temple.

"You will help me screw Marcus over. With my time.”

She freezes. What the hell does he want her to do?

She puts her hands in front of her chest to put distance between their bodies.

“Absolutely not! No freaking way! You are out of your mind. Who do you think I am?.” Letting out a hiss at the solid touch of his soft, cold hand against her skin. Causing a crawling impact at the same time.

“I wasn’t asking. And I don’t think it’s very wise of you to ask such a question because you already know what I think about you. We can either do this the easy way or the hard way.” He scans her eyes.

“Get your hands off me.” She tightens her body.

He deliberately pushes her closer, their bodies brushing against each other. And places his mouth at her ears.

"Don’t pretend like you are not enjoying this.”

“Get your hands off me. There is nothing enjoyable about this.” She glances at his full lips and gulps.

“So, maybe just don't tremble so much.”

Rose is breathing frenetically, at the same rate as he is.

She pushes his hands off her and moves a few steps from him. “I can’t stand you. Don’t you get it? What do I have to do to get you out of my life?”

He smiles in a way that gives the impression he won't ever let her go. Infuriating her even more.

"Well, it depends on a lot of things. Especially on you, behaving for starters.”

“Anything for me not to see your face again. ” Arms folded towards her chest.

“Good. I am glad. In two hours, we’ll be living for Tierra Bomba and I want you to act like a lady . Got it?”

“I am not participating in your shenanigans. No way will I get involved in this mess. There has got to be another way out.”

“Man! Who are you trying to convince you are a saint?

“Alright! Let me show you how much of a bitch I can be—” She screams, throwing stuff around, removing some portraits and smashing them on the ground. She is out of control.

He observes her, startled. “How can someone switch up so quickly?”

“Don’t challenge me.” Wiping off the papers on the table with a palm.

“Little girl you are asking for it.”

“Don’t underestimate me.” Brushing her nose with a hand.

“Somebody help! Help me! I am kidn—”He covers her mouth, clutching his other hand on her lower back, pushing her against the glass.

"What the heck is wrong with you?” He furrows.

Hysterical “Help!” Shouting even louder. But words come out as a murmur.

“He has me against my will. Help me…” Shaking her body to escape his grip.

“Stop it!” He exclaims. Yet she refuses to listen.

“This is a place of work, I am warning you!”

Her mind is locked out, and the sense of being civilized is failing.

Grasping the nape of her neck with one hand, pulling her face closer. So close their noses are touching. With the other resting on her waist.

Her mouth slightly opens, the musky cologne goes in and out of her nostrils enchantingly. He looks her in the eye but she keeps glaring at his lips. She jerks, the saturation in his lips sends chills down her spine.

She stares back at him lasciviously.

He snappishly devours her mouth and she melts at the deliciousness of his lips. Enticingly kissing her, the kiss deepens as their tongues playfully touch. The taste of his mouth evokes agitation and she squeezes the baby-soft skin at the back of his neck.

Sucking on her pulpy lips, blank, she chases the thrill his mouth is giving out.

On her tiptoes, she runs her hands over his structured back, indulging herself in an array of desire.

Yearning for the strange lips pleasuring hers like nothing she can explain. The sweet taste of his mouth creates waves, heating her stomach, turning it to molten state.

The movements of his lips against hers swipes her mind.

This is wrong…She breathes in between kisses. But why does it feel so right...So good…Groaning at the natural sweetness of his saliva, it sends epic vibrations...

"Rose..." Totally submerged by her.

"Leo..." Abrasively eating him alive.

She regains her senses, catching her breath, with red swollen lips, she pushes him away.

How did she even kiss him back in the first place? They both stare at each other clueless.

“This is the last time you pull shit like this. The next time I will not be as forgiving.” Leo says, walking to his table, he calls Kendra to send someone to clean up her mess.

She keeps standing in the same position. A part of her is embarrassed by the way she behaved, but the other is thrilled. Hypocrite!

Later

They get to the apartment. Kendra is standing outside with the designer woman that dressed her earlier holding a mobile hanging rail with clothes covered with black plastic bags.

“Tessa, please work your magic and make her common girl look disappear.” Leo says sauntering to his room.

Tessa smiles and directs Rose to follow her.

As if his tongue wasn't sticking up this common girl’s throat not too long ago.

“Ahhh!” Current runs in her stomach when she remembers the intensity of the kiss.

“Are you okay?” Tessa’s voice is calm, projecting concern.

“Uhm, yeah” Rose places a hand on her stomach when an electric network forms in her stomach.