I took my sweet ass time in the shower mainly trying to get my hair to untangle from last night’s events.
The makeup was easily cleaned off but my hair god that took some time to undo everything as I ran my fingers through all the knots.
Plus the hot water hitting my body felt amazing as it helped relax all my muscles….well almost all my outside muscles. My inner muscles were still sore.
Still the shower was amazing.
I stepped out of the shower to find one of the hotel’s robes as I put it on after drying myself off with one of the spare towels. I tried the waist around my waist feeling somewhat satisfied thati was finally covered after last night.
I looked around the bathroom trying to find a brush but couldn’t find shit and remembered I had packed a brush in my gym bag inside my makeup tackle box.
I walked out of the bathroom and out of the bedroom to where I left my bag….near the front door.
I stopped mid stride when I entered the main room of the penthouse.
In the main room stood a woman in a black front zip business dress. She had a scarf around her pale neck. Her brown hair was pulled into a tight bun sitting on the back of her head. Her brown eyes were hidden behind a cute pair of glasses standing on dress heels.
Everything about her screamed *class*.
She instantly reminded me of that girl in that superhero movie. What was her name again???? Mrs Panns? Silvers? Plates? Forks?
I couldn’t think of it beyond remembering it had a kitchen themed name.
She looked at me and flatly spoke, “You must be Bella Stucky.”
I looked at her not sure if I should be intimidated or pissed. I somehow mumbled, “Yeah.”
Miles, who had been sitting in front of a laptop, looked over his shoulder at me, “Oh you’re out. Let me introduce you to my secretary Diana Harper.”
He looked at Diana, “And be nice Diana.”
Diana looked at Miles and nodded lightly, “As you wish sir.” She looked at me, “Excuse me Ms Stucky but I need to speak to Miles here.”
I nodded, “Sure. Just let me grab my brush and I’ll be in the bathroom.”
I walked over to my bag and quickly found my brush wanting to get away from her and her cold stare as quickly as possible.
It’s not that she scared me….. intimidated was the more apt description…..plus I wasn’t exactly on the high ground at the moment.
If I didn’t sleep with Miles AND we slept in different rooms I’d probably be more vocal as **I** would have the high ground.
Plenty of room to defend myself.
But I didn’t have the high ground. Plus that girl seemed like she could pick me clean with obvious insults so it easier to be out of way.
Though I knew *they* would be talking about me so I kept at the edge of the bathroom so I was in ear shot so I could hear what they were talking about while I silently cursed as I brushed the fuck me knots out of my hair.
Diana, “Sir I don’t know why you decided to hire this *girl* to bed? When I know for a fact there would be a slew of girl’s lining up to be bedded by you.”
Miles, obviously in cheerful mood, “Because you know as well as I that those girl’s would be after me for my money not me.”
Diana, “Yet *you’re* paying her so you can fuck her.”
Miles laughed, “Yes and it was fantastic.”
Diana scoffed, “And you gave her the prototype chip.”
Miles, “It needed a real world run. What better way to test it.”
I looked down at the necklace still hanging around my neck and lightly wondered if I ruined it when I stepped into the shower and lightly cursed as I brushed another set of knots.
Diana sighed, “Whatever sir. It’s your company at risk of people find out you’re fucking a porn star.”
*Fuck you bitch* I growled in my head.
Miles sounded cheerful, “Everything will be fine.”
At least my *admirer* had faith in me….or was it the chip in my necklace he had the **real** faith in as he paraded my naked ass all over the place.
Shit!!!
Miles spoke, “Besides the chip did a really good job out of all the photos and video’s that were taken of Ms Stucky only a small handful of them got an actual good shot of Ms. Stucky but I’ve already taken care of those. Have the dev team work on the coding to sense camera’s when they’re not directly in view.”
Diana spoke, “Yes sir I’ll notify them now. Is there anything else I can do?”
Miles waited for a moment as if he were thinking before he replied, “Yes actually have the driver come by in an about two….no make it three hours.”
Diana, “Very well sir.”
Miles spoke, “Oh Diana.”
Diana, “Yes sir?”
Miles, “Do make sure these items are brought up before then.”
Diana was silent for a moment before she responded, “I’ll make sure it is done. Is there anything else?”
Miles chuckled lowly, “I think I’m good.”
The door opened and Diana spoke, “And sir,” a moment of silence before she continued, “Remember to lay low until Monday. No unnecessary risks.”
Miles laughed and the door closed.
I waited a few more minutes before I walked out…and made sure my hair was untangled before it would more than likely get messed up again.
I made my way into the common area of the room where my *admirer* was still sitting in front of a laptop lightly sipping on what looked like coffee.
He looked at me once I was in his view. He looked at me, “Ah Bella, how was your shower?”
I looked at him still nervous I was with this man, “Good.”
What it’s been a while since I’ve been in any type of relationship.
Maybe I should think of this more as one of my *affection* clients.
I tried to switch my brain from being nervous to confident.
He smiled at me making me want to melt and I knew my confidence was going to be hard around this man, “Why don’t you sit and get some breakfast in you. I had a spread sent up with some coffee.”
My stomach growled loudly at the mention of ‘food’ and I quickly held my stomach as I internally mocked my stomach *shut up you*.
That made Miles laugh and he reiterated, “Sit sit.”
I meekly smiled and sat down on the other side of him where all the food was laying out.
I quickly grabbed a cup and poured some of that much needed black elixir of the God’s otherwise known as coffee and used the creamer to help cut the bitterness before I started sipping at the coffee while I glanced at the *spread*.
I looked at everything thinking that if I were to choose anything I would have to go on a morning jog and spend a few hours at the gym to combat anything that sat on the table.
My *admirer* saw my hesitation, “Just about everything here is gluten free if that’s what you’re worried about.”
I looked up at him, “Really?”
Now how in the fuck did he know I watched my carb intake?
Shit did I answer that in one of my blogs?
That motherfucker probably hacked my laptop or phone where I keep my recipes.
Actually with him admitting to hacking my *teasing* account it was a high chance he hacked my phone.
*Sigh*
He smiled and nodded.
The food did look good and I’ll guess I’ll trust him on the food being gluten free.
I grabbed what looked like a cinnamon roll pastry and quickly bit into it and nearly orgasmed as I bit into the flaky fluffy ultra sweet pastry.
Before I swallowed while my mouth was full of food I spoke, “You sure it’s gluten free because this doesn’t taste anything free.”
He shrugged, “I told them I want a complete gluten free no carb heart healthy breakfast spread so if it’s not take it up with the chef.”
Well that answered that.
Looks like no matter what when I get home I’ll be spending my nights at the gym.
I swallowed the mouth gasm food and took another bite.
I was two bites into my delicious cinnamon roll when I noticed a card under the plate of cinnamon rolls.
I pulled the card and read ‘These Gluten-Free and Dairy-Free Cinnamon rolls were prepared by Chef Laura Chambers. For the calorie counter each roll is roughly 287 calories.’
I blinked in astonishment.
***HOW?!?!?*** I thought. Last time I tried eating a gluten free cinnamon roll it was still roughly 400 calories. So how in the fuck did this chef bring it down under 300 calories?
Still I stopped eating once I hit half way thinking I just consumed roughly 150 calories.
I looked at the rest of the spread and noticed each one had a card.
I pulled at each card and saw they roughly said the same thing.
Gluten-free dairy-free vegan allergy friendly pancakes….Chef Laura…..87 calories per pancake.
Home made dairy-free yogurt and fruits….Laura….192 calories.
Spinach and bacon gluten free mini quiches….Laura…..79 calories.
Each card read like that.
Who the fuck is this Laura Chambers? And how in the holy hell was she creating such amazing looking things that wasn’t pure guilt on the hips?
There had to be a catch.
There just had to be.
Read each card I wanted to try ***EVERYTHING*** consequences be damned.
But I had to control myself.
I reached out for one last card that seemed to be calling to me.
Overnight honey almond banana oats…..what the hell?
It looked like a parfait.
And only 197 calories.
Ok I had to try it.
I grabbed the small jar that looked more like a small pudding cup but in glass form. I dipped a spoon in and brought it to my mouth.
The moment the substance hit my tongue a wave of flavors exploded in my mouth.
I slightly imagined my hair going up in waves like someone had installed a fan under me.
The taste was phenomenal!!!! I was like I was eating a liquid form of banana bread but with oats and a slight honey taste.
The only thing that was missing was the walnuts.
I took another bite and quickly found a small chunk of walnut in it.
Ok it was official it was banana nut bread in parfait form.
I quickly devoured it as I was slightly pissed when I heard the familiar glass sound as my spoon hit against it.
I put down the glass cup and felt like I wanted another but decided that staying in what I like to call *fuck shape* was more important that shoveling everything down as I wanted to try **EVERYTHING** going completely gluttonous.
I grabbed the coffee and looked at my *admirer*, “Thank you that was good.”
He looked at me and nodded before he stood up and walked towards me.
He held his hand out to me and I looked at his hand confused.
He smiled at me, “Come on let’s help work off those calories.”
I gulped as I remembered my pussy still felt sore but I knew it was ready for some more action.
Of course my pussy would be ready. It was the most gluttonous part of me.
My hand lightly shook as I reached up to take his hand as I lightly pleaded, “Please be gentle this time.”
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