Summary: Jasper Hale, owner of a popular photography studio, decides to go to a strip club. There he meets Leah, a stripper that caught his eye from the moment he walked through the door.
Rated M: For extremely vulgar language, sex scenes, etc.( You have been warned.) For mature and older audiences ONLY.
Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight or any of its characters. Stephenie Meyer does.
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I leaned back into my chair and sighed- my feet propped against my desk and hands behind my head. I was extremely tired from the night before, having stumbled in around three o' clock in the morning after the club. I woke up a couple of minutes later- not having heard my alarm clock ring, but I was in no rush to arrive to work.
If anything, work- rushed for me. I was the boss after all.
" You know you fucking left me behind right?"
" I thought you had your hands full." I said chuckling. With that blonde all over him I thought I had been right. " You seemed pretty preoccupied before I left you at the bar."
" Yeah well," Mike replied, groaning. " I don't think I'll be seeing her again anytime soon. She apparently didn't even know who I was in the first place." I heard something fall to the floor in the background, followed by a "Fuck!"- as I held my phone to my ear. I pulled it away from my ear- chuckling a bit- at his explanation, and the sudden outcry of anger.
" What happened?"
" The bitch puked all over me- that's what happened." He groaned. " And all over my fucking love seat. And now I have puke water all over the floor- shit!" He cursed, frustratingly. I scratched the back of my head- a large grin plastered over my face, not really knowing what to say. I didn't want to exactly rub in the fact that my night had been significantly better than his- but it was tempting.
I decided against it- being a good friend and all.
" Wow man- I really don't know what to say." I said, as there was a knock on the door- following by a brunette head peeking through. I rolled my eyes, damn sure who was there.
" We didn't even get to have sex!"
I stiffly nodded for them to come in, gesturing with my fingers.
" We can talk later alright? I'll call you back."
He sighed. " Yeah, alright."
I ended the call, my eyebrows raised as one of my assistants came in, holding a steaming mug of tea- a tray of condiments in her other hand. I gave her a slight appreciative smile as she slowly set them both on my desk- her black pumps clacking against the marble flooring as she approached me- long hair bouncing just along her breasts- a giant white- toothed grin on her ruby lips.
Mary.
" Here you are Jazz."
" That's Mr. Hale, to you. Mary." I replied immediately- my eyes narrowed. She noticed my assertive attitude right away and grinned, deciding to sit her ass on top of my desk. She turned so that her black pencil skirt rode up a little, and I turned slightly. Her bleach white blouse was undone a few buttons too many- folded so that I could get a perfect view of her cleavage- and I groaned slightly.
As usual, slightly turned on. But more annoyed than anything.
" I told you to call me Alice, Jasper. You know I hate my maiden name." She replied, and picked up a sugar substitute packet between her slender pale fingers.
Why? Because its the only thing that could actually make you seem like pure, innocent woman-
And not some whore trying to seduce me every chance you get?
" And the last time I checked, when two people fuck it's only traditional to graduate to a less formal basis." I grimaced at her, and she chuckled evily.
Yes, we had sex. But mind you, I was drunk as hell- and I had no control what so ever over what I was doing.
She was someone I loathed.
If I was sober- she'd be the last person I'd sleep with.
We had been at a bar with a couple of other assistants- celebrating the New Year- when I had a little over fifteen shots of Scotch, and next thing I know- she's touching my leg- and we're humping like animals in a bathroom stall.
Sometimes I think she tainted the damned drink.
Not to mention this happened a year ago, and yet she still felt the need to remind me of it- as if it could one day make me realize my attraction for her.
Yeah, no.
" Last time I checked, I was your boss. You need to respect me as such."
I watched intently as she tore the packet between her newly-polished french- manicured nails and poured the contents into my mug. Raising a brow, I grabbed the mug before she could empty a second one- and I cursed inwardly when my fingers touched hers as she left her hand linger, intentionally leaving it there for that purpose only.
When she didn't reply, I leaned back into my chair, snorting. " You know that meant nothing to me- so we're obviously not at that point in- what ever kind of relationship you think we have."
" Oh honey, you say that, but you can't deny that you didn't feel anything that night."
She's one psychotic bitch I tell you.
" I think I can take care of the rest, Mary." I emphasized. She frowned. " You can leave now."
I took the black mug between the palm of my hand as I gripped the handle. I tipped it slowly- eyeing Alice as she folded her arms over her chest. She smirked a little- and then I started suspecting now that she poisoned my tea before she entered in here all seductive and cunning.
I wouldn't be surprised.
But then again- she'd know not to take the risk. It would only land her ass in jail. She would never consider the possibility of fingerprints.
I almost chuckled at the thought.
I set the mug down- groaning. " What do you want?"
She raised her brows- feigning shock, though her lips held a smile. She placed a hand on her breasts and pushed them a little, making them bounce, and I kept my eyes on hers- starting to get really ticked off.
I really didn't have time for this.
" What makes you think I want something from you?" She got up from the desk and walked over to me- her lips pressed into a thin line now, but you could tell she was fucking enjoying every moment of this. I gripped the armrest of my chair and stood up, staring her down. Her emerald eyes narrowed slight and I frowned.
" You know exactly what you're doing." I noted. " It was one time, and a mistake on my part. So get over yourself." She smirked then, and approached me closer, until we were closer than arms length. She reached up and grabbed the tie of my suit- and I stiffened, prepared to pry her hands off- but before I could do that- the door opened.
" What the hell are you-"
" Mr. Hale, Mr. Lefèvre is waiting for you." I looked around Alice to see Edward peeking through.
Edward Masen. He was, an errand boy of sorts, as well as my intern; he helped make sure all of my meetings and appearances were in order and were according to my schedule. He was new, so I sort of lagged in actually teaching him the aspects of photography; but seeing as I was a descendant of a certain royalty, he didn't seem to mind.
I run a photography business. To explain briefly, I took after my father- who retired after creating and founding the company from the ground up- figured I could handle it- being raised in an artistic family and all. I had grown a love for it since I was young anyway, so it only seemed like destiny.
I nodded to him- silently wishing he could somehow lure the woman out of here. He nodded back, staring at Alice, who was adjusting my tie that I didn't know needed adjusting. He waited there and I glared down at her.
" I was going to tell you." She said innocently.
Why not tell me that in the first fucking place?
I groaned.
" No one else knows about what happened hun, so we need to be professional right now." She mocked. " As your assistant, it is my duty to make sure you are well-groomed and tended to at all times." She muttered sweetly, and bit her red-tainted bottom lip. Her eyes doe-like as she stared up at me then, and it took everything that I had not to push her off of me. But, Edward was still at the door, silently but patiently waiting.
" Whatever just hurry up."
" There." She said, patting my chest lightly, before turning slightly from me as she stepped to my right. She gestured towards the door.
" After you, Mr. Hale." I exhaled through my nose, and pulled at the sides of my cut- smoothing the sleeves.
I wasn't going to let her get to my head again; I had work to do.
I made my way towards the door and nodded to Edward.
" Edward." Alice acknowledged sweetly from behind me, and he blinked repeatedly in response.
" H-Hello Alice." He was flustered, and his face grew pink as she smiled at him.
I rolled my eyes as I left- the two following behind me as I made my way to the conference room.
Idiot.
Author's Note: Okay I'm really glad I was able to update right now because Senior Finals are next week so I have to do a lot this week and next week coming up!
The next chapter will have Leah in it, I promise. :)
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I really do hope this story will become just as popular, if not more, than my other one!
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