Hello there dear readers! I'm glad you decided to move on to chapter 2 of The Apprentice! I would just like to give you all a fair warning of this... There will be a little bit of a mature situation within this chapter. Apologies, I am new to writing that type of thing so I'm sorry it reads weird alright? Okay! You have been warned.
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The Apprentice
Pleasure and Appreciation
(Some time later)
Alyx's POV
I woke up in my new bed nearly forty five minutes ago. I just couldn't summon the energy to get up. Besides, I was comfortable. Quite comfortable. I'd finally gotten used to waking up here. I looked at the digital clock on the night stand. It was 11:26 a.m. November 17th. Which means… I've been here for a whole month now. The 17th… I was given the day off. After taking note of that, I remained in bed for another 15 minutes contemplating how I'd spend the day. I spent the next hour and a half in the luxurious bath full of vanilla scented bubbles. I love vanilla, it's my favorite scent. You could say I have an unhealthy obsession with the fragrance. The bubble bath was relaxing. I scrubbed away all of the stress from yesterday using candles as the lighting. I'd rest my head against the back of the tub, listening to the sound of the rain hitting the curtained windows, and hummed November Rain by Guns N' Roses. The song had been stuck in my head since last night after watching the music video. Possibly for the thousandth time in my life.
After I was done, I removed myself from the warm water, wrapped a towel around my body and immediately began my morning routine. I was completed with that in about 45 minutes or more. Once I noticed what time it was I decided to put something on over my underclothes. Ugh, what a drag… I grabbed the first thing I saw from my shirt drawer, which was a light blue camisole. I searched my closet for a pair of black skinny jeans, and then slipped on a pair of socks so that I could wear my leather black boots that I had tossed under my bed last night. I remembered seeing that the temperature would be in the mid-50's so I decided to find a sweater or something to cover my tattooed arms. There was a black cardigan hanging up in my closet that'd be worn for the first time today. I grabbed it, slid my phone in my back pocket along with my card and I.D. and left the room.
I decided to swing by the C.F.O's office. The door was cracked; I put my ear to the opening so that I could determine whether or not I should disturb him.
"Ah, that's right." I heard him say.
I leaned a bit closer to the door; I could hear a repetitive backing track playing.
"Ooh, ah. Ah-ooh ah." He said twice.
My eyebrows rose in question, what is he doing? I asked myself.
"Well, I'm the C.F.O. and my name's Charles Ofdensen… I'm walking down the street and I will do it again." He said in a broken rhythm.
I had to suppress my giggle that threatened to spill out as I peeked through the crack to see the CFO bobbing his head. His face looked confused, as if he struggled with his next line. He began to write on his sticky pad. I slowly pushed the door open so that I could enter, not attempting to sneak. An amusing grin plastered upon my face.
"That's some hobby you have there." I said, still holding in a fit of laughter as I entered.
He quickly stopped the track, "Alyxandria, why are you—why—what are you doing? Here?" he stuttered sounding so embarrassed. How cute!
"I was just swinging by since I couldn't find any better way to spend my free time." I teased.
He sighed, "I didn't think my office could provide entertainment."
I scoffed, "Oh, I differ! What a performance that was!" I laughed applauding him.
His green eyes were fix onto me, I could tell he was flustered, "Alyxandria, why are you here? I told you there was no work that needed to be done." He sighed.
I couldn't help but smile at him, "Aw, do you want me to go?" I said turning to the door.
"I didn't say that." He retorted quickly.
"Ha, cool!" I said diving into the seat across from him.
He smiled at my excitement, slightly, but it was still a smile damn it.
"How bored must you have been to come here of all places in Mordhaus in search of entertainment?" he asked.
I shrugged my shoulders, "Well, your office is the first place I've been since I left my room." I chuckled.
"Ah, okay. So, you haven't run into the boys yet?" he asked.
I shook my head, "Nah, I didn't tell them I had the day off."
"Why not?" he asked, tapping his pen on the desk, absentmindedly.
"It was going to be a surprise... Hey, I have a question." I said raising my hand as if I were in school, which was something I always did when I needed to ask him something. It was a habit I picked up recently, it was just a vibe I got from him.
He grinned, "I have an answer."
I smiled, "Have you eaten yet?"
"I…had a piece of toast." He answered.
"Would you like to go to grab a bite for lunch?" I offered.
He scanned his desk as if it were going to answer for him, "I don't know…"
"C'mon, you have nothing important to do…Unless, rapping counts?" I laughed.
He rolled his green eyes at me playfully, "Sure." He said, removing himself from his desk.
"Cool, I'm buyin'!" I called.
He cleared his throat, "No, you're not." he said patting his pockets making sure he had his wallet and cell.
"Yes, I am." I argued, leaving with the older man following close behind me.
"No, you're not." He argued back.
He and I argued like this quite often, it was entertaining for me. He'd never let me pay for anything when he and I would go somewhere. Not even bottled water! Today, I was determined to win this one. After we were done with our lunch the restaurant's manager came to visit our table.
"Thank you so much for join us for lunch but I'd like to return this to you. We didn't charge the bill. It's on the house! Your money is no good here." He said right before leaving.
Mr. Ofdensen smirked at me, as if he knew it were going to happen. What an evil man he was. I'm kidding of course.
On the ride home, I thought about all that has happened in this past month. He noticed how lost I was in my thoughts.
"Alyx…" he called out, snapping me out of my daze.
I blinked at him repeatedly, "Huh?"
Did he just call me Alyx? I thought to myself.
He cleared his throat, "I'm sorry. I mean, Alyxandria. Are you—uh…Are you okay?"
"Yeah, I just… Mr. Ofdensen?" I said running my hand through my straightened hair.
He readjusted his glasses, "Yes?"
"Thank you." I said with a genuine smile.
He looked frozen for a moment, "For what?"
"Everything that's happened in this past month… I've been given such an amazing privilege." I struggled. I couldn't quite say what I had on my mind. I think he could tell he turned a bit in his seat so that his body could face me.
"Alyxandria, quel est le problème?" he asked me. (Alyxandria, what's the matter?)
I smiled, his French was amazing. It sounded natural coming from him, his voice was so enticing.
"Je voulais juste vous remercier de m'avoir donné l'occasion de travailler pour vous." I answered back in my native tongue. (I just wanted to thank you for giving me the opportunity to work for you.)
I said turning toward him as well, "Au cours de ce mois, j'ai appris à vous connaître comme une personne normale quotidienne. Pas le gestionnaire du monde de plus en bande de la demande." (During this month, I've gotten to know you as a normal everyday person. Not the manager of the world's most in demand band.)
He gave me a warm smile that was something new to me. Usually when he smiled at me it seemed like he forced it. It made my chest feel, weird, not unpleasant. Just weird.
"Je me sens comme c'est la meilleure privilège de tout cela." I finished. (I feel like this is the best privilege of it all.)
He only watched me closely as it all registered.
"Alyxandria…" he said to me in a French accent.
"Yes, Mr. Ofdensen?"
"Merci…" he said to me in a low voice. (Thank you.)
I smiled, "Pourquoi?" (Why?)
"Il a été un moment depuis que quelqu'un a au moins me dire qu'ils apprécient les choses que j'ai faites pour eux." He said as if he were touched. (It's been a while since someone has at least told me that they appreciate the things that I've done for them.)
The manager sighed, a happy sigh and turned to look out of the window with a small smile on his face.
At times like this I wish I could read minds. I wondered what was on his at this very moment. The rest of the ride back to Mordhaus was silent. Not an uncomfortable silence. A peaceful silence. When we arrived, I walked with him to office. He and I chatted and laughed lightly together before running into my new favorite red head.
"Hey dere, Alyx. I was looking for ya." He said with a smirk.
"Well, you've found her. I'll see you later Alyxandria." The brown haired man said walking away from the drummer and I. I could feel his green eyes lingering on me.
"Wait, Mr. Ofdensen," I called out. "Give me a moment, Pickles.
The redhead shrugged, "Yee-uh okay."
I ran behind the manager grabbing the back of his suit coat subconsciously, he turned around swiftly.
I removed my hand from him, "I'm sorry. Um, are you okay?" I asked.
The handsome man ran a hand through his well-groomed hair, looking at Pickles, "Yes, I'm fine. See you later?"
I backed away from him a bit. Perhaps, I made him uncomfortable?
"Yeah, of course you will."
He nodded, turned away from me and continued down the hall. I spun on my heels to see Pickles watching me with his hands in his pockets.
Pickles' POV
She turned toward me looking a bit disappointed. Was it because of me? Nah, maybe they were having a serious talk or something. I don't know whatever. I watched as she made her way back to me, I snaked my arm around her waist as he headed down the hall to our new destination.
"Hey, where ya been? I went by yer ahffice ta look fer ya." I said.
She smiled, "Mr. Ofdensen and I went to out for lunch."
I nodded, "Oh okey. Det's cool. Had fun?" I asked.
"Uh-huh?" she said happily. "Why were you looking me?"
"Well, I missed yer company." I said stopping to in the middle of the hall. She turned to stand in front of me, smiling. Unff… This girl's smile was fucking toxic, but I was addicted to it. I loved seeing her smile. She ran her small hands up to my chest to wrap her arms around my neck, "Is that so?" she whispered tauntingly.
"Mhmm." I moaned, biting my bottom lip.
I found myself swimming those blue oceans she possessed called eyes.
"How much?" she asked in that baby voice that I love so much with a pout. Fucking adorable ass pout.
I grinned, "This much…" I whispered, leaning in to take her bottom lip in between mine. I bit her lip gently, causing her to moan quietly. She immediately started to kiss me back, which she was really good at. She slid her tongue into my mouth slowly. I allowed her tongue to fight with mine as I jerked her closer to my body, letting her feel what's been waiting on her all day. She broke the kiss to make eye contact with me. Her left brow raised and she grinned at me suggestively.
I pulled her into a wilder kiss, "I want you…Now!" I groaned impatiently, scooping her into my arms like a groom does his bride on their wedding day. Ew, no. I shook that thought from my head. All I cared about right now was taking this gorgeous girl to my room— I had last night, the night before that, the night before that and—You get my drift. Anyway, that entirely still wasn't enough. I wanted more out of her. Something about her makes me keep coming back for more.
I kicked open my bedroom door after seeing that I didn't close it all the way in the first place. I locked the door and quickly sat her on my (for now) neatly made bed.
"Pickles, wait…" she said sitting up.
My pierced brow rose in question, "What's wrahng?"
"Didn't you say you ran out of rubbers?" she asked.
I shrugged, "I'll pull out, no prahblem. Looks like it's gonna rain!"
She laughed at my anticipation, I leaned over to kiss her. Tongue, teeth, and all.
"Pickles…" she breathed as I began to attack her neck. I helped her snatch off her cardigan and tank top leaving her in only her bra and jeans. I took a minute to admire the body underneath me. Her breasts weren't the largest I've ever seen. She must've been a C-cup, but they were beautiful. At this very moment, they looked as if they were begging me to set them free. And seem them free I did, tossing the lace bra to the floor. Mmm. Delicious. I just had to play with 'em and taste 'em. Alyx loved every second of it.
When I completed my assault on her breasts I ran my fingers down that down toned belly of hers. I stopped to trace the sun she had tattooed around her navel and admired the piercing she had there. Then I continued down to her belt. I removed both the belt and jeans leaving her with nothing on but those blue lace panties that left very little to the imagination. After seeing that, I grew impatient. I rushed the undressing process. She watched as I stripped off my clothes. God, I loved the hungry look on her face when I climbed on top of her.
"Pickles…" she moaned.
I lifted her leg so that I could enter that heaven I've thought about since I woke up this morning. I was moving slowly at first, I wanted to savor the moment for a bit. She wrapped her arms around my neck and legs around my hips. I rested my head on her shoulders to whisper, "Gahd, yer so fuckin' tight."
"Faster..." she breathed into my ear.
I grinned at the request, "You gat it." I said thrusting into my impatient angel.
She and I rolled; moaned and called on the other loudly not caring that anyone could walk by and hear us. Fuck 'em, I thought. When I'm with her, especially like this, all of my thoughts, worries and cares disappeared. I smacked her thighs roughly causing her to cry out. She groaned in pleasure. Any sound she'd make when were in bed, be it from pain or pleasure, drove me over the edge. I was getting so close, I didn't want it end just yet. Ah well, I thrust into her roughly; my nails dug into her hips as I did so.
"Ah! Ah! Yes!" she moaned as her back arched off bed. "Fuck!" She was tightening around me, it was all too much.
I smirked at the sight underneath me, "Fuck, here it comes!" I said thrusting a couple more times before removing myself for release, almost forgetting the stipulation. I finished on her breast and belly with a grunt. "Ah, fuck." I panted.
I lay next to her on the bed as we both caught our breath. She stared at the ceiling while I stared at her.
"Babe, let me clean ya up." I said, pulling her up by the hand.
"Okay." She sighed happily, allowing me to lead her to my bathroom so that we could take a shower together. Heh….
Author's notes: Well, that was completely weird for me hahaha. I hope you enjoyed it. Tell me what you think of this chapter. Leave me a review or PM! Either one would be great. Thanks for the support readers! You know who you are! You guys are awesome! I hope to have chapter three up very, very soon! Have a rockin' night or day!
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