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Tiara dragged herself into her apartment. She had never been so glad to be home at the end of a Monday than she had been today. She dropped her purse by the door and made a beeline directly to the kitchen. She reached in the fridge and pulled out the bottle of rose wine she had chilling there. She popped the cork and poured herself a large glass, drinking it down in a single breath before pouring herself another glass.
She turned on her cell while leaning against her kitchen counter drinking the second glass of wine. She turned it off after leaving the auditorium. Between the news buzzing around the company about the new owner and her own feelings towards the new owner, she wouldn’t have been able to get a single piece of work done if she had left her cell on. As it was the Proximity App had been burning a hole through her phone all day. She could feel the heat radiating from the device as it sat in her pocket, tempting her.
What the heck had happened to her life. She had skipped into work this morning sexually sated only to discover her lover was her new boss. And if the rumors were to be believed the head of employees’ relation, Pamela Conway was on her way to being the new Mrs. Owner. She shouldn’t be feeling hurt or pissed off that Jordan had a woman other than her in his life. Hell, that was a chance she took when using the Proximity App, discovering that she was the side chick. After all, it was only supposed to be a one-night stand, a hookup. Nothing more. She had allowed it to be escalated to something more when she responded to Jordan the second time, he contacted her.
Just like she was about to let it be escalated even more as she noticed the message that was waiting for her.
BigDickRide: I know you should be home by now according to your work schedule.
MuthaFknQueen: Stalker much?
BigDickRide: It's not stalking. As your new employer, I have access to all of my employees’ files including their home address.
MuthaFknQueen: Yeah, that is not creepy at all.
BigDickRide: I could have hired a private detective to follow you home instead. Would you rather I do that? The potential of your co-workers finding out that you are sleeping with the owner would have climbed by a factor of ten.
MuthaFknQueen: Are you ashamed of your minions finding out that you are sleeping with the help?
BigDickRide: YOU ARE NOT THE HELP!! DO NOT REFER TO YOURSELF IN SUCH A DEROGATORY WAY.
Tiara didn’t stop the pleasure that infused her at such obvious anger. Maybe she wasn’t the only one invested a little deeper in this relationship. If she were honest with herself, she would admit that Jordan had already proven that this relationship went beyond a simple fling. The evidence had always been right there in front of her face. She knew more about his friends then he knew about hers. She didn’t know that he was buying her company. The closest they had ever come to discussing business was that Sunday in bed, but he had shared his friends with her.
BigDickRide: Anyway, there are things that we need to discuss. Come over to my house.
MuthaFknQueen: You have a house here?
BigDickRide: Yes, I just bought it when I was here for the charity function. It was being renovated. I want to know what you think about it.
MuthaFknQueen: Why don’t you ask Pamela Conway what she thinks about it?
BigDickRide: Why would I ask Pamela?
MuthaFknQueen: Well you two were looking cozy on the stage this morning.
BigDickRide: Huh? Really?
MuthaFknQueen: Yes really.
BigDickRide: Are you jealous?
MuthaFknQueen: Fuck off!
BigDickRide: You are jealous. Smiley face emoji. Would it make you feel better if I tell you that Pamela is happily married?
MuthaFknQueen: Fuck. Off.
BigDickRide: Hmm, guess not. I’d rather fuck you so let me just tell you that Pamela is my twin sister?
Tiara almost dropped her phone at the little bombshell that Jordan just released. There was still so much about him that she didn’t know, but to find out that he wasn’t seeing another woman made her heart jump in excitement. That didn’t mean she was going to give in to his demand. She needed some time and space away from him to figure out her life. She needed a night to drown her sorrows in wine before tackling the rest of her life.
MuthaFknQueen: Well, unfortunately, I am going to have to decline your invitation. I am on my way to polishing off a bottle of wine, and I’m in no shape to be driving.
Tiara was glad that she had a built-in reason to avoid Jordan. If she was in his presence, there was a good chance that she would throw herself onto his body and try to ride his dick to the moon. It wouldn’t be beneficial to her career to be sleeping with the boss if she decided to stay at Barnaby’s. Who knows? This might just be the kick she needed to put her plan of change into action.
BigDickRide: I have that taken care of. A car will be there to pick you up in fifteen minutes.
