Strawberry Kisses Phavy Prieto (bookstand for reading TXT) 📖

"You scare me when you say that," I whispered spreading my legs for him as if that were an obvious manifestation that we would most likely come to an agreement.

"If I guess what your favorite flowers are before the fortnight is over, will you grant me a wish, whatever it is?"

"Admit it, you want me to take out Rebecca!" I exclaimed ironically. He laughed: only I could think of something macabre in moments like these.

"I promise it's not something that involves other people. Just you and me," he said with his provocative look.

That proposal suggested lust, passion, ecstasy, unbridled pleasure.

"I accept then," I said sealing our agreement with a kiss that was anything but innocent.

I had no idea what his request was, but if the consequence was to find myself under the same roof with Adonis, I considered myself very happy to do it.

The week passed quietly, despite the audit process. Steven seemed non-existent, he hadn't asked for a single extra report. I didn't know if he was waiting for my reaction or if he died of a heart attack and we would find him mummified in that dimly lit room.

Unable to silence my conscience, I decided to check by myself if he was still alive.

"Good morning, Steven," I said, knocking on the open door of his micro office.

"Finally you had the decency to come and see me! Did you regret that you rejected me? I have to admit, I didn't think it would take you so long."

Where's the marijuana this guy smokes? Surely he has hidden it somewhere.

"I haven't changed my mind and certainly won't accept your proposal, even if I lose my job. I hope you enjoy the view," I answered ironically to point out the absence of windows.

"I think I will find several errors in these reports, Maria, and when that happens, you will beg me to come to my bed, unless you decide to do so first."

First I'd throw myself off the 10th floor. How did that man manage to say such things without feeling ashamed and remaining so calm?

"I don't even know why I worry about being polite to you if it's all too obvious that you're a disgusting pig. I'm not kicking you out of here since you are looking after our client's interests. Don't provoke me any further."

"Why don't you stop pretending and admit that you want me once and for all? I can see it in your eyes every time you look at me."

What did he read in my eyes? Repulsion?

"That scene from the other day, I know it's your way to make yourself interesting, not to give the impression of being an easy woman. I get it, you know?" he insisted.

"I think you played too many video games that fried your brain. You confuse reality with fiction if you see desire and not repulsion in my eyes."

"Really? Why did you come to my office alone? Where is your alleged boyfriend that you are going to marry?"

At that moment he got up to approach me. Good heavens, what disgusting perfume did he wear? I didn't know if people like him always used smelly perfumes or whatever good perfume he wore would smell horribly for me anyway.

"I just wanted to know how long I will have to endure your presence," I said, taking a step back.

He grabbed my hand to pull me towards him. I didn't expect it. If I had guessed it, I would have clung to the door.

Steven looked like an octopus, with those hands that began to touch my waist as he groped me while I was trying to push him away without success. At that moment I sank my heel into his foot and a moment later I gave him a knee in the groin.

Steven screamed and let me go, so abruptly that I almost lost my balance. I saw him raise his hand in order to slap me. I couldn't raise my arm to protect myself. I closed my eyes and prepared to take the blow, but instead of feeling his palm on my face, I heard a moan.

When I opened my eyes, I saw Damian twisting Steven's wrist as he knelt on the ground moaning with pain. I didn't know what happened, but surely it had to hurt to death as Steven was about to cry.

"Get out of here," Damian said with unusual calm. "I don't know who you are and I don't care, but if I see you here again, I'll make sure that even your mother doesn't recognize you."

I didn't think things would go that bad with Steven. I figured he would just be a pain in the ass to put up with for a while. He would then walk away and leave me alone. Considering what happened, it was clear that I couldn’t handle him on my own. Things could have gone a lot worse. I never expected Steven to attack a woman. I always thought he was one of those intrusive, arrogant, presumptuous people but nothing more. But it was evident that he needed someone to put him in his place and, unfortunately, I couldn't do it.

As soon as Damian released him, Steven started talking.

"She's the one who came looking for me, not me ..."

"Get out, I said!" Damian screamed with such fury that Steven got up and walked away. I hoped to never see him again for the rest of my life.

Damian closed the door and we were left alone in that tiny room in the light of a light bulb.

"What was the guy from the restaurant doing here?" he asked looking at me as if he needed to understand.

"He's the one doing the audit," I admitted putting a hand on my forehead. "I thought that I could manage him by myself, I believed