What about us?

"Should I turn on the heater of your room?" I doubt he will disagree with the fact that this room is freezing cold. I don't want to fight for his room preference if he doesn't want he doesn't have to.

He nods to me. Agreeing to his response I turn the heater as after a quick minute the room was quite warm. My night gown was enough to cover myself. My hands go still when Julien pulls himself beside me bursting into laughter. His hoarse voice makes me want to curl my fingers around my stomach. I glance up to meet his amused eyes "what's wrong?" Sure enough he founds it funny that I will sleep here with him.

"I just…. I kicked someone out of the company for a silly reason because he was an asshole." My mind is blank. What did he just say? He kicked someone out of his company? Why? But for one reason my mind can't figure it out that he was an actor earlier this week so what's all about the company thing? Oh. Hell. To. Me.

I sit at the edge of the bed breathing heavily. He doesn't meets my eye. He squats beside me and suddenly his head is on my lap. My muscle works up. The simple touch is making me want to jerk away from him. "What's all about?" I say firmly. I believe he has a good reason to talk out with me.

I spare a glance to Monica her lap is the best place to rest your shitty day and sleep there. I return my eyes to the edge of the bed where I get up to sit and talk out to her "they made my career drain. My father said if he doesn't get a splendid footage of our relationship then he would ruin my career as an actor and it did happen. I'm not sorry, my partners bad mouth you. Telling you didn't do your job perfectly as you know….a man needs for." I can't look at her plump face. She is shocked. Somehow I know it. 

"That's fine I guess." I lie, wanting to avoid this conversation with him. Not right now god! "What about your stress?" He shrugs. "Nothing. Had too many works you know. Being professor is kind of draining my energy" I know I shouldn't treat him like a friend but I have to come out of his clutch. 

"Then take my assistant's job. She is nearly ogling me while I'm at work." My nostrils flare at his offer but what I could've done to shift the offer? He is sweet to start with. Working for him. Facing him everyday. Journaling his travels, trips and even going with him. It's nearly fucking impossible. He gets up and starts to take of his shirt. 

Tension hisses in the air when my eyes bounce between Julien's naked backside propped against a sturdy desk and my toes curl when he looks at me from his shoulders. He I enjoying playing with me. I turn my face and nearly trip when a strong and masculine hot body pulls me in embrace. That's not happening. "I didn't get my reply yet." He says with a sigh.

"I…. I will think about it" let me go. I grunt when his fingers trial on my stomach. Drawing his imagination cracks. Oh god, I'm sensitive. Nobody touched me there not in a hook-up session. I squirm to his touch.

With my fingertips, I grabbed the hem of her gown and took it off her. Leaving in her black bra and thong. I don't pretend to keep my demon cool but all I have to do that she is safe untill I give her the sign that I'm her trust and he is mine. I brushed her cheek with the back of my hand. "What are you doing?" Her words faded when my eyes trailed her movements of lips. Fuck. Now my hormones are raging. But I can't go further not today. 

I get a hold of myself leaving her in those underwears. I pick up the gown and dress her then kiss her forehead to ensure I'm no freak. But I know she would like to be the victim here. I don't care what she thinks of me next but she is all I could think about for now. "I apologise for the next thing I was going to do to you. I like how you go without any restriction but I believe that today is not a good day. I fully intend to get your 'yes'" I'm too dazed to sleep with her. 

"We can sleep right?" I ask, certain that whatever is going on, I can overcome it.

"Yes, I guess" his voice is barely audible. I didn't asked him about the huge tattoo he is having on his back. The scars? Is it from beatings? It certainly can't. 

"Great" I mumble, kneading-more like clutching the sheets to sleep a quite warm night. Tomorrow is another morning I have to work it out through my mind. But what to do about him? About Julien?

"Sorry, I was jealous. Because you came home with a smeared lipstick and messy hair. Was it a hook-up you had?" He is drunk and I couldn't sleep as he gets the decanter to pour himself anither glass. "My ass has been suspecting everybody this year around first Catelina, er, my fiance. And now you. I believe it's not. I know you are deep asleep but maybe I will come out clear one's I'm done battling with myself." I covered my mouth to not to choke on my own saliva. The light goes off and the bed dips making me alarmed that finnally he is sleeping for the night.

I hope he sleeps tight. My head snaps and turns to look at his face. He sleeps like he wasn't exhausted. He was nervous or too angry with the fact that I snapped him out of his lust drive when he was making the moves on me. He didn't intend to make our life filled with love. He was training his mind to drive it's own road so that he can make it up to him. He was finally making an effort to come off.