Vindicta

Price Residence (Part 1)

A pair of arms wrapped around my waist and saved me from hitting the ground. My arms went up to his shoulders for support and I couldn't help but shiver at how perfect his grip was around me. I breathed in his scent, which was a mixture of some rich bodywash and aftershave.

I opened my eyes to find him staring down at me, my face was parlty buried in his neck and my lips were so close to his jawline. Gulping down, I stood up straight. Thankfully, he was now dressed in a casual tshirt and another pair of track pants.

"You're not going for work today?"

"No," He spoke and got out of the packed closet. I couldn't help but wonder how dark his choice of clothes was.

I followed behind him. "So you're free the entire day and can't come for dinner?"

"Who said I'm free? I'm just working from home today,"

I raised a brow. "You're allowed to do that?"

He stopped in his tracks and turned to me. "It's my company. I can do anything I want. I'm not accountable to anyone,"

I raised up my hands in surrender. "Okay Mr.-I'm-the-boss,"

Rolling his eyes, he walked out of his room and I followed behind him. "Please Alec. Just this one time,"

"You're not giving up, are you?"

A hope lit up inside me. "Are you agreeing?"

"Fine," He spoke as he walked down the corridor towards the staircase.

I stopped in my tracks. "Really?"

"Yes," He walked downstairs and I kept following him.

"Thank you,"

"But," He stopped and turned around. I almost bumped into him but composing myself, I took a step back. "There's a condition,"

I sighed. Ofcourse.

"What condition Mr. Sinclair?" I crossed my arms over my chest.

"You'll have to do anything I tell you to,"

"What?"

"Yes. For a day,"

"What?" I blinked at him.

"You heard me," With this, he walked down the stairs.

"Are you still in high school?" I asked unbelievably as I followed him to the kitchen.

He shrugged, his back to me. "I don't see the problem in it,"

"Problem? It's a quicksand. You are a manipulative jerk Alec Sinclair. I know better than to agree to that,"

"That's up to you Scarlet Price," He snapped as he hastily poured some coffee in a mug from the coffeemaker.

"Alright. Fine. But I have a condition too,"

He chuckled darkly and my insides turned in delight for some odd reason.

"Don't see the point but okay, let's listen to it,"

I rolled my eyes before speaking. "You will not make me sleep with you,"

Silence.......

Awkward silence.....

He turned around with a raised brow. "What?"

"You heard me. The condition can make me do anything besides me sleeping with you,"

He stared at me for a moment before he let out a deep chuckle. "Why do you think I wanna sleep with you?"

I bit my lip, embarrassed.