Romance: Seducing The Quarterback (16 page)

It was a Saturday afternoon and Scarlet
decided to check the garden. She hadn’t been taking care of the garden plants
in a long time. She was contented with looking at them by her window.

With gloves put on a shovel, she happily
walked around the garden. The flowers were in bloom, even the seasonal ones.
The site was magnificent. Time had passed by quickly as she got occupied by
plucking out dried leaves from the plants with flowers that had recently
bloomed. It was her favorite past time then and it still is.

She was humming with glee when her phone
started ringing. She fetched out from her apron and glanced at the unfamiliar
number. Hesitantly, she answered the call. A man spoke and told her that August
was in an accident near Central Park. She needed to come quickly because he was
desperately asking for her.

Her hands went cold after the call had
ended, but she kept an open mind. She needed to be at the accident site to
protect him. Without bothering to check herself in the mirror before leaving,
she just grabbed the car keys and went out.

She fairly broke every speed limit on every
street she passed by. All she could think of at the moment was how he was
doing. How badly his injuries were. She wanted to cry while thinking of the
worst case scenario if the accident had been pretty bad, but she can’t or else
she would end up in the hospital herself. Stepping on the gas, she reached the
site in less than thirty minutes.

There were no crowd, which was common
whenever there are accidents. The street was completely empty. She jumped out
of her car in wonder as she searched the area. Could she have gotten the wrong
street? She checked her phone again, she was at the correct street.

She walked around looking for August when a
huge shadow hovered over her. When she looked up she saw a huge number of
colorful balloons clustered together in one bundle as it floated in the air.
Hanging below it was a big, white cardboard in a bell shape. Another set of
balloons floated nearby, but instead of the white bell, what hang below it was
a message box with the word ‘Will’.

Her brows furrowed, confused at what was
going on. Another set floated her way and the word written on the message box
was “You”. The balloons continued to float in the air each with different
words. As the last one floated away, she covered her mouth in awe. August came
out of nowhere and was now walking towards her with a huge message box held
between his hands that read ‘Will you marry me?’

“Oh my God!”

His charismatic smile was plastered on his
face. He lifted the message box up while his smile broadens. And he yelled the
words written on it.

“Will you marry me? Pretty please?”

He even knelt for a more dramatic effect.
When she nodded, he dropped the board he was holding and crossed the distance
between them.

“Close your eyes.”

Scarlet gasped out of pure bliss, but she
didn’t say anything. She just closed her eyes and wondered what he was up to
this time.

When he held her right hand, she cold the
slight shaking of his hand. It was cold too. She smiled wider realizing he was
nervous. But why would he be? Was he thinking that she might turn down his
proposal?

The cold metal that slowly slid through her
ring finger oddly tickled her. It was an unusual reaction for a proposal of
this magnitude. Shouldn’t she be jumping out of joy or tearing up due to
uncontainable happiness? She wasn’t having those feelings. All she was worried
about was the fact that the ring may not fit.

She just had to open her eyes because she
was having some silly thought. The ring perfect fitted her ring finger. It was
a diamond ring a size larger than a peanut enclosed in a white gold band. It
was beautiful. And she was really happy that he chose a not-so-extravagant
engagement ring. If he opted for a more lavishly expensive ring, she would not
wear it.

“And you call this an engagement proposal?”

“Why? Aren’t you impressed?” He faked a sad
face before smiling.

“I would have been, if not for the real
reason why I came rushing here. How could you? What if I fainted out of shock
or got into a real accident myself because I was nearly on 90kps just so I
could see you? This proposal wouldn’t be happening, would it?”

That got him thinking. He couldn’t think of
other reasons to get her to rush out of the mansion to be there. He thought
they could both laugh at it after the hype of the proposal was over.

“Yeah, right. Not so impressive after all,
huh?”

He scratched his head. How could a
wonderful and blissful moment turn into a complete horror. For love, he was
becoming a fool.

“This is a pretty decent ring. Thank you.
Now, I’ll head back to my gardening while you stay here and repent on your
sins.”

She turned her heel and marched away from
him. It was just for show. She didn’t really hate the idea since the adrenaline
rush gave her a sense of thrill, which she didn’t have for a long time. But she
would keep it a secret from him or else she would be getting the scolding
instead of him. When he ran after he, she yelled and ran further away. The
chase went on and laughter filled the empty street.

A promise of an imperfect future for two
perfectly match souls was more than enough for them to look forward and leave
their past behind.

By: Naughty Nicole

Twin Sisters Get Punished
by the Billionaire Boss

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Cassie tugged on the hem of her pencil skirt, her heels clip
clopping on the tile floor. Even the building itself was terrifying, she
couldn’t begin to imagine what Mr. Kine would be like. She had heard rumors
about him sure, but rumors seldom told the truth. Walking through the sterile
lobby however, Cassie began to wonder.

“Good morning, welcome to Kine Enterprises, how may I help
you today?” The girl at the front desk resembled Barbie in every way and Cassie
resisted the urge to ask her whether she lived in the Malibu Dream House.

“I have an interview with Mr. Kine, Cassie Wentworth.”
Barbie typed something in to her computer before picking up the phone.

“Hello? Hannah, yes, I have a Cassie Wentworth here for Mr.
Kine?” She posed a question that in Cassie’s mind shouldn’t have been a
question at all.

“Uh huh, okay. Thanks.” She hung up the phone and flashed a
brilliant smile. “Ms. Wentworth, if you could just take a seat over there in
the lobby someone will be down to escort you shortly.” Cassie smiled briefly.

“Thank you.” Turning around she saw a small cluster of black
leather chairs, the kind that had been chosen for aesthetics rather than
comfort. She chose the one nearest to the front entrance and placing her
handbag on the floor she sat down. There was no doubt that the chairs had been
purchased for their appearance.

Cassie’s skin felt clammy. She hadn’t had a proper job
interview since she’d graduated from college and that had been four years ago. Now
here she was, sitting in the lobby of the most prestigious company in town
waiting to see the man who had built it from the ground up. Her thighs were
sweating and the cool leather of the chair clung desperately to the back of her
knees.

After her college graduation Cassie had interviewed for a
position with IT International. The interview had gone well and as a result she
had worked there for the past three and a half years. It was only when the
company was bought out by Global Infotronics that she had found herself
jobless.

“Ms. Wentworth, can I fetch you a cup of coffee or a bottle
of water?” A slender dark haired teen appeared out of nowhere.

“A bottle of water would be great, thank you.” The girl
nodded and disappeared behind the reception desk. Moments later she reappeared
in front of Cassie with a sealed bottle of Fiji water. Cassie took it with a
smile and watched as once again the young girl skittered off across the tile
floor and disappeared, this time through a solid wooden door.

Cassie’s mouth was dry as the anxiety of her upcoming
interview tortured her. As she twisted the cap of the water however, she
thought better of it, few things are worse than having to get up to pee during
a job interview. Leaning down to rifle through her purse she grabbed a breath
mint instead. She wished Callie were with her.

The twin bond was never something that Cassie had taken for
granted, although if she was being honest she would have to agree to a slight
degree of dependence on her sister. There was something very comforting about
having a carbon copy of yourself to keep you company.

“Ms. Wentworth?” Another young girl stood in front of her
this time and although older than the first, she couldn’t have been more than
early twenties.

“Yes, hello.” Cassie stood up and put out her hand forcing
the girl to shuffle a leather organizer to her other hand for a handshake.

“Lovely to meet you. I’m Hannah, Mr. Kine’s personal
assistant. I’m here to escort you up to his office.” Cassie wondered why an
escort was needed when there were six elevators in the main lobby and plenty of
signs explaining each floors purpose. Her question was answered when they
stepped in to the elevator and Hannah pulled out a black keycard, swiping it
and pressing the button for the top floor.

“Wow, just like a penthouse suite!” Cassie smiled awkwardly
and Hannah turned back to her.

“Yes, Mr. Kine takes his privacy very seriously. No one goes
in or out of his floor without this keycard!” She waved the keycard before
slipping it back in to her leather organizer.

“Can I ask you a question?” Cassie bit her bottom lip.

“Sure! I’d be happy to answer any questions you have before
you meet Mr. Kine!” Hannah cocked her head slightly, resembling a curious
puppy.

“Are all the rumors about Mr. Kine true?” Hannah opened her
mouth to respond and then closed it again pressing her lips together. Cassie
waited. Hannah let her eyes wander slowly up the wall of the elevator until
they came in to view of a small video camera and then brought them back to look
at Cassie.

“I’m not quite sure what you’ve heard, but in my experience
rumors tend to come from a lack of knowledge and being that Mr. Kine is such a
private person…well, I can imagine there are plenty of rumors floating around
out there.” Cassie nodded, not quite sure that she had understood the verbal
sidestep of the question but unwilling to ask her to clarify. Hannah smiled
sweetly. “Don’t worry, you’ll be fine. Everyone is always nervous before their
interview.”

“Have there been a lot of applicants?” Cassie wasn’t sure if
it was appropriate to ask or not but she was curious about the competition.

The elevator bounced to a stop and Cassie felt her stomach
lurch.

“Quite a few,” Hannah led Cassie out of the elevator and in
to a large room with floor to ceiling windows and more black leather chairs.
“No one who fit the bill just yet though!” Hannah led Cassie over to the chairs
and stuck out her hand. “If you could take a seat, I’ll let Mr. Kine know that
you’re here.” Cassie sat down as Hannah walked to the other side of the room,
knocked on a large wooden door and waited for it to open. There was a loud
click and the door opened partially.

Mr. Kine wore a perfectly pressed black suit with a buttoned
up waistcoat, a white shirt and a brilliant red tie. A small red handkerchief
stuck out of his suit pocket. His brown hair was cropped close to his head and
his presentation was absolutely flawless with the exception of a rough cover of
stubble on his face.

“You must be Ms. Wentworth. It’s a pleasure to meet you.” He
stood up from behind the cherry wood desk and thrust his hand forward with a
smile.

“Please, call me Cassie. It’s a pleasure to meet you too.”
He nodded towards the seat in front of Cassie.

“Please, Cassie, won’t you sit down?” Cassie did as she was
instructed and once she did, Mr. Kine slid back down in to his own chair. “So…”
he flipped open a folder on his desk and looked through a few papers, “you are
interested in working for me I see…” Cassie nodded.

“Yes, sir, very much so.” He lifted his eyes up to Cassie
and smirked.

“Well, let me begin by telling you that only some of the
rumors are true.” He winked and Cassie could feel the red hot blush of
embarrassment flushing her cheeks.

“I…umm…” Lowering her eyes to the desk Cassie found herself
lost for words. Mr. Kine leaned over the table, hooked a crooked finger under
her chin and lifted it until she was staring directly in to his beautiful grey
eyes.

“It’s okay.” He smiled at her and slid back down in to his
chair. “Everyone always wants to know, but few have the courage to actually
ask.” Cassie could feel her heart racing, the culmination of her embarrassment
and the touch of his hand on her face had sent adrenaline coursing through her
body. “You’ve got a curious streak in you, Cassie. I like that.” He closed the
folder that lay in front of him and cocked his head slightly to the side as he
stared at Cassie. “I think you’ll do nicely.”

“I’m sorry?” Cassie couldn’t help but feel that he was
talking about something other than the interview.

“The job, it’s yours. That’s what you came here for isn’t
it?” His tongue slid over his bottom lip.

“Oh! Yes! Oh Mr. Kine, I can’t thank you enough!” He nodded,
a short sharp nod.

“Good, because I’m going to need you to start quite soon.”

“Quite soon?” Cassie had no problem starting right away but
he spoke as if he were requesting a favor.

“Yes. Tonight in fact.”

“Tonight?” Cassie was sure that the job she had applied for
was a secretarial position.

“Yes. I’m going to need you to wear your best evening gown
and come to the address I’m going to give you. Be there by 7pm sharp.” She
wanted to ask for details but his use of the word ‘sharp’ indicated that no
questions would be answered and that if she wanted the job she had better
agree.

“Umm…ok. Is there anything I should know beforehand?” Mr.
Kine shook his head.

“Your purpose will be to keep everyone from noticing that
I’m not there.” Cassie frowned.

“Okay…where…I mean…” She stumbled over her words. She wanted
to know who everyone was, where they were going to be and why Mr. Kline wasn’t
going to be there himself.

“You know all you need to know.” Cassie nodded obediently. A
smile crept over Mr. Kine’s lips. Taking a pen from a drawer in his desk he
scribbled down an address on a piece of paper and handed it to Cassie.