Thrust Into His Arms Chapter 61

I stay silent for about a minute. Letting my brain continuously run over what he just said word for word in that very short ti. When I get it, I laugh hysterically. "I underestimated you.

You must have gone completely psycho to say that."

"Perhaps. But I am pretty serious." I let out another laughter. I changed my voice into a sarcastic tone. "Oh Calyx darling, I would be honored. Did you expect to say that? You are barking up a wrong tree to even think that I, Gweneth Iris Calloway, A. K. A mouthing bitch would ever consider that. I would rather be boiled alive in a cauldron of hot oil."

He hums. "I thought as much. So you are not desperate enough huh? It’s my fault. I should have made you before proposing this deal."

"You are wrong, Calyx. No amount of desperation would make result to carrying a monster’s seed in this precious womb of mine." My brain hits with a thought as I say that. "Wait. . . Do not tell you have alrea—"

"I may be many things. But I am not into rape. There a lot of won whose dream is to be in my bed." That brings relief. Co to think of it, I don’t feel like I have been penetrated.

What he said wasn’t a brag or him being cocky. I would not have had a problem with that proposal he just did if I did not have an experience with him. He has always been popular among won. I knew of so girls at school then who added sleeping with him to their Christmas wishlist. He is everything a woman could ever want and more. What sort of woman would not be attracted to him? . Because I have seen his dark side. The handsoness and all he has can never begin to contend.

"Then get one of those won to be a slut for you and open her legs wide enough for you to create another monster on the first try. Do you think my hatred is a joke? I fucking dislike the fact that you are alive and that I am breathing the sa oxygen as you, and now you want to what?

It ain’t . It is never, ever going to be jerkface!" I yell in his face so it will sink in. But he only smiles like all I had just said was a cute joke. "That is why you are perfect. You hate . So you would not expect to fully commit to you and be a husband. It would be worth your while."

"In hell? Yeah of course I totally agree." I say with deep sarcasm.

"Fine. I have a feeling we would be talking about this again though."

"Fucking bastard!" I mutter under the shower. I co out and put my clothes back on. That was when I discovered that it was only just . No bag, no phone! How did I not think of that until now?

"I’II have soone go take them." Said Calyx when I complained.

"Why would you do that? There is no need. I will be going myself!"

"Did you forget what I told you? I said you would be working as my temporary secretary today."

Calyx had ant what he said. Allowing work with him after he had criticized and chewed out for being unsuitable. But now he is accepting. He has always been unpredictable. You can never tell what he is going to do next. But this is the height of it.

I ride with him in the sa car to the company. I could not request to be taken there in another car. The place is full of his presence even though he is just sitting quietly and leaning his head back against the headrest with his eyes closed.

I cannot help my gaze turning to him everynow and then. He soon senses it and asks. "Want to say sothing?"

"Why did you suddenly accept ?"

"I told you. For old tis sake."

"That is the only reason right? You are not expecting to consider that nonsense you said earlier right?"

That was gnawing on my mind and I needed to clear it. He does not respond.

Being with him is uncomfortable. My bag and wallet is not with to take the subway. He had sent so guy to go collect my bag from the club. Not letting go myself, saying he is late because of . He gives another phone, telling to use it for now. My heart thrums when we arrive at the massive Crimson Group building. My palms were sweaty. I feel a creeping urge to bite on my nails. But I do not give in. Every eyes turn to us as we entered the first floor lobby. The atmosephere frigid with chorused greetings and bowings. And unsaid whispers. He walked with long, confident strides that I struggle to keep up with. I give a smile to Mackie’s look alike. I made it. Sohow. I am sowhere between happy or nervous. I don’t know which one I should mostly be. He tells to take note of where we follow. He has a private entrance system and elevators. "Put her through all she needs to know." He said to a guy when we reached his private floor. I rember that I had t him here yesterday. He genuinely looked surprised to see for a second before flipping on a blank, professional expression. "This way please." He leads to an office space that I assu to be his. "I have a feeling you would last longer than the others who ca before you." He says after he tells so rules that are more like tips on how to work with Calyx. Before I could ask why he said that, he gives a file. It is heavier than a file telling to read it. "What is this, book of royal rules and etiquettes?" I jokingly remark. "More or less like it."

Two hours later, I was preparing for a eting with Ronnie’s help. He had been educating on all I need to know. It hits that I am really working at Crimson with Calyx of all people.

How would it end for us this ti?