Sarah woke up to find herself wrapped in the bedsheet stark naked, and then the memory of the previous night flashed before her eyes and she began to scream.
James jumped out of bed with a start afraid they were being robbed.
"What...what...?" He stuttered confused. Sarah's eyes widened at the absolute naked sight of him and she began to panic.
"Oh my goodness, no no no no no." She turned to him again.
"This is all your fault. You bastard! You monster!" She yelled throwing pillows at him.
"What did I do wrong?!" He asked back surprised, even though he had expected her reaction.
"What did you do wrong?! You bastard, how dare you take advantage of me and stand there bare-faced acting innocent!" She yelled.
"You make it sound like I raped you, yet you were moaning all through the process " he mocked her.
Her face shot red and she picked up the pillow again and hit him with it, all the while holding the sheets tightly to her breasts as she screamed at him.
"I was not thinking straight, but you were!" She yelled at him.
"Right, that's why you called your stupid ex's name. You think I'm the reason you're so messed up? " he asked her.
"At least I am ten times better than that fool who didn't even have the guts to break up with you face to face." He retorted.
" Don't you dare talk about him like that? You don't even think about him, understand?! He is ten times the man you will ever be!" She insulted him
"Ten times better than me?! " He growled angrily, his naked frame towering over her.
"Then, where is he?! Where is the bastard who you claim to be ten times more of a man than me? " James yelled angrily.
Sarah looked at him I'm shock, her eyes widening in surprise. She had never seen James so upset.
" Right...he left you, abandoned you for your best friend a few weeks before your wedding, and yes, there he is.....your perfect man" he replied.
"How dare..." She tried to say, but before she could finish speaking, her phone rang.
"What is it?" She bellowed into the phone.
"M-m-ma'am, I just got a call from Mr. Peter Causey. He has agreed to meet with you" her Secretary said over the phone. The call had been on speakerphone.
Sarah's company, Capitalize Escort had recently encountered difficulties that were threatening to pull the company down.
Sarah Brown, being the general manager, reluctantly sought help from the big shot Peter Causey.
Peter Causey was the chairman of Econ Edge Group, a big shot in Galena City, with businesses covering multiple fields.
He was worth billions of dollars, and was also not the kind of man Sarah Brown should have been doing business with because along with his popularity, was a notorious lifestyle towards women, everyone knew he possessed.
Well, did Sarah know that?
"Really?!" Sarah exclaimed, turning to James for a moment.
"I.. no problem, I'll be at the office in a short while." She said to her secretary and cut the call.
"This isn't over," she said to James sternly and pulled the full sheet over her, glancing back for a second at his naked frame.
James sat back on the bed and ran his hand through his hair in exhaustion.
"Shit!" He cursed, punching his fist into his palm. A part of him regretted everything he had to deal with at the hands of the Browns, he regretted even letting himself make love to her the night before yet, there was still that part of him that just couldn't forget how his overwhelmed his heart felt holding her in his arms.
***
Sarah rushed into the office dressed in her red v-neck silk top and black pants. Her heels crunched the tiles as she walked the hall. She looked disheveled and it was obvious.
Strands of her hair flew about her as she walked. Greetings of her staff filled the air as she breezed past them trying her best to meet the rush.
Her Secretary, Diane walked up to her with a folder in her hand. She took Sarah's bag from her and held the door open for her to walk in.
"This is the folder for the contract we want to work with Mr. Causey on. I already emailed his contact details to you Ma'am" Diane said to Sarah as she sat in her chair.
"Okay, did you fix a meeting?" Sarah asked.
"He said he would rather speak with you directly " Diane replied
"I see, anything else?" She asked.
"Your Father wants to remind you of the family dinner tomorrow night, he said it's extremely important," Diane replied.
"Right, that's true. Thank you, Diane. That would be all" she said dismissing her.
As she leaned back in her chair, she reached up and freed her hair loose from the weak hold of the band she had used to pack it up.
.As her brown tresses fell to her neck, she reached her hand to massage it, her mind wandering back to the feel of James' kisses and bites from the previous night.
Even now, just the thought of him made her stomach curl with anger, yet she couldn't help but admit that he knew how to make a woman feel pleasure.
She reminisced on the sight of his naked body and even the fullness of his manly part as they fought that morning.
"No! Think straight, Sarah. Think straight!" She slapped herself out of her foolishness.
"Focus, this rubbish has to stop. That bastard, filthy rag of an animal took advantage of you and that's exactly what it is." She said to herself.
She took a deep breath and turned on her computer. The last thing she needed was drowning in thoughts of that idiot she had been forced to marry out of desperation, to save her Family's pride, after her ex Fred Page had dumped her a few weeks before their wedding date.
He had run off with her best friend and did not even have the guts to break things off with her face-to-face.
Sarah ran her left hand over her face as she went through her mail and put a call across to Mr. Peter Causey instead to get her mind off things.
"Mr. Causey? Sarah Brown here. It is very nice to have your interest in working with us." She said speaking into her phone.
"Dinner, tonight? Of course. I'll clear my schedule. See you soon."
James walked into the hospital room which had over time begun to smell like medicines and blood. He had over time gotten used to the smell of death hovering all over the room. He stared at his father who had been sedated so he could sleep peacefully. He had been that way for over two years now. James had begun to lose hope that one day he would ever get better. As he watched his father’s heartbeat on the monitor, he couldn't help regretting the fact that he was trapped in the situation he was in with the Browns, especially with the fact that Sarah hated him. As he stared at the monitor lost in thought, he did not notice the lines had begun to move faster, until the beeping sound began to rise and his father began to convulse. **** When James was back, Sarah was carefully picking out her silk black one-hand short dress. It had been slit up her left thigh.“Where are you going?” He asked.Sarah sat propped on the wooden furniture piece, which had been draped with an animal Skin, a
James Johnson had heard of Peter Causey several times, he knew the man had a string of rape cases on his hands. As much as he wanted to let her deal with it herself if she damn well pleased, he could not help but worry.The man was a serial womanizer and always managed to maneuver his way out of jail and never faced punishment for his actions. Sarah was a beautiful woman, and with the dress she was wearing, she would only give herself away as a whole meal to be eaten.He waited for her to leave before sneaking out behind her. As soon as he saw the red limousine leave the hotel grounds, he got into the yellow minicab and asked the driver to follow closely behind the limousine."Is something wrong, sir?" The white-bearded driver with a southern accent asked him as he drove, looking at James through the rearview mirror."No, everything is fine, just follow the car closely and stay out of sight. I'll take care of it from there," James replied."Okay, sir, if you are sure," the cabbie said
Sarah entered the beautiful hotel restaurant, taking in everything from the coral seafood soup she could see from the doorway to the grandeur of the entire building, the chandelier, and even the solid wooden table on which the chef was now serving her food.She watched with curious eyes as he turned a full turkey in a frying pan without letting it drop. She was amazed.Peter Causey watched her with lecherous interest, his eyes traveling the length of her dress, from the nape of her neck down to her breasts.He secretly watched as his imagination took him places, but he returned the moment Sarah spoke.Meanwhile, up in Peter Causey's room, Sarah was going through the documents he had given her. He had convinced her that the documents he needed her to sign were up there, and he did not want the prying eyes of the public while he did business with her.Naively, she had agreed, knowing that she had worked for months just to get a contract with him.The room was a mini-suite, and when he
Peter Causey glared at Sarah as her head began to bob from the dizziness she felt as a result of the drugs he had slipped into her drink. She tried to mumble a complaint, but she did not want him to think she was drunk or anything. Unknown to her, he had drugged her.She felt a delirious, staggering sensation overtake her as she spoke.Peter Causey stood and took the glass from her drooping hands. He placed the glass on the table in front of her and then gently helped her to her feet."It's okay, come on, try to get some rest, it's all right," he said as he led her to the bed. Sarah was not sure what was going on as everything was foggy and her mind was filled with clouds and smoke.Peter Causey laid her back down on the bed as she turned her head from side to side trying to fight the effects of the drug. "Shh shh, don't fight it beautiful, don't fight it," he said, smoothing her hair back with his hand.He laid her down and plopped down beside her, waiting for the drug to take full e
He placed his hand tightly over her mouth to muffle her screams and efforts to escape his hold. Tears filled Sarah's eyes as he molested her with his hands and mouth. Her tears soaked the bed under her head as she struggled against his strong, overpowering grip.He reached out to grope her breast when he heard the commotion outside the door. He got off her grudgingly pulled up his pants and walked briskly to the door.He looked through the peephole and found James in a fistfight with the guards outside. Two of his men had come from outside and they were all fighting one man.Yet, through the peephole, he could see that James was already overpowering them. He began to curse and skip backward with his trousers halfway up his leg.Sarah turned in the bed quietly struggling to sit up, she could barely even raise her hands, everything around her seemed to take a spin of its own accord and she could not control how she felt or even think properly.James had barely held one man down before t
James held Peter Causey by his collar and landed another punch to his already broken nose."This will teach you not to mess with women. They are the weaker vessel, fragile, and are to be protected not manipulated or hurt!" He said granting him another punch.Peter whimpered as James stood over him with an upper hand of power hitting him across the face. He could barely utter a word and so he settled for sounds instead. James allowed his eyes to scan the room for the camera that he had heard the other men talk about while he was outside before he began to fight them."Where is it? Where is it?!" James yelled at Peter Causey, but he had no idea what James was referring to."Where is the camera you intended on using to humiliate Sarah, where is the darn camera you fool!" He hit him across the face again, as Peter's hand rose shakily, he directed his forefinger towards the direction of the table behind James where he had placed the camera within a flower vase.James got up off him and we
The security guard nodded at James turned his eyes back to Mr. Peter Causey and said- "Sir, you have to come with us now" he nodded at his men to take Peter away along with his unconscious guards whom James had beaten up and left for half dead.James rushed to Sarah's side and immediately took off his coat and put it around her as he tried his best to lift her. He put his hand under her head gently helping her off the bed.Slowly, even though she was still partially conscious, he met the Chief Security officer at the door and urged him to keep everything that had happened there quiet in order not to alert more attention than was necessary.He knew Sarah would be utterly ashamed of the situation and hurt herself for even putting herself in that situation in the first place. He knew she would blame herself for all that had happened and he did not want her to deal with all of that."Please keep this quiet as possible, as much as you can. It does not leave the ears and eyes of this walls"
As soon as the car came to a halt, James pushed open the car door and helped Sarah out of the car after he had gotten out himself. He shut the door and waved the driver goodbye.Standing on the pavement in front of the Grande Hotel where they had been lodged for the past couple of weeks as guests in the double apartment on the fourteenth floor.He helped Sarah stand straight, as the cool air hit her face, she regained some consciousness and was able to walk slightly carrying and pushing her weight around.James held her up by the waist so they could maintain a casual posture as they walked into the hotel lobby. He placed her on a sofa in the waiting area of the reception while he went to retrieve their key.The receptionist stared from him to the lady he had just put down whose clothes were partially ripped even though he had buttoned up his coat in her to give her a certain level of decency, her ripped strap could still be seen through the coat."Sorry about that, she had too much to