C H A P T E R 4
SIREN'S SONG
"SKIRT CHASER CHASING MORE THAN JUST WOMEN?"
HELLO MY LOVELY READERS, ARE YOU READY FOR THE LATEST ENTICING STORY, ON NONE OTHER THAN RISING CEO SAMUEL BLAKE
OR AS I LIKE TO CALL HIM
'SKIRT CHASER'.
SOCIAL STATUS ISN'T THE ONLY THING THIS MAN LIKES TO CHASE, HE WAS SPOTTED ON A ROMANTIC DATE WITH A MYSTERIOUS WOMEN EVEN THOUGH HE HAS BEEN GOING STEADY WITH
CHOLE MOORE.
I DON'T NEED TO GIVE YOU GUYS THE 411 ON WHO THIS MODEL IS, AND IF YOU DONT KNOW HER PLEASE DIG YOURSELF OUT OF THE ROCK YOUR LIVING
UNDER.
CHOLE HAS AN ESTABLISHED NAME IN BOTH THE MODELING SCENE AND NEW YORK'S ELITE, AND YET THIS NEW MONEY WANTS TO LEECH OFF HER HARD WORK, AND FAME?
ITS DISGUSTING.
NOT ONLY DOES THIS MAN CHASE WOMEN HE CHASES HIGH SOCIAL STATUS.
TO RESORT TO CHASING WOMEN IN ORDER TO MAKE A NAME FOR HIMSELF.
HONESTLY WE SHOULDN'T BE SURPRISED, HE HAS BEEN KISSING PETROVA'S DIRTY STEPS SINCE THEY'VE MET, ITS OBVIOUS WHAT HIS DEAL IS.
A MEDIOCRE MAN,
GIVING MEDIOCRE WORK,
LIVING A MEDIOCRE LIFE.
WHO CHASES WOMEN AND TAKES ADVANTAGE OF THIER GIVING HEART TO BOOST HIS OWN EGO.
DOES HE HAVE NO SHAME?
JUST BECAUSE HE IS A DIRTY DOG DOESN'T MEAN HE CAN TREAT WOMEN AND THE PEOPLE OF NEW YORK SOCIETY AS THEY'RE TENNIS BALLS OR STICKS TO CHASE.
INSTEAD OF HIM CHASING SKIRTS HE SHOULD BE CHASED OUT OF NEW YORK
this isn't the first article she wrote about me and it most likely won't be the last, I usually dont give two shits about what other people say about me and my private life, but this article annoys me.
great. I thought sarcastically to myself, glaring down at my phone as I left work
I honestly don't know what I was expecting, I know this dumb gossip blog has nothing but junk to say about me, and yet I still find myself opening up her page to see if something changed.
it was honestly frustrating, I shouldn't even care what this person even says but I do cause its all bullshit
Maybe it has to do with Petrova's scolding about the bad reputation Ive created.
is this why Chloe didn't believe it was a business meeting, this gossip site completely blew everything out of proportion, it was a business dinner, and she was married, and pregnant, I may have my moments, taken women and married women are an instant no.
I have never been someone who understood the hype and excitement of love and romance, mainly because those fantasies of sweet words, romantic gestures, were nothing but fantasies and unrealistic expectations formed by romantic novels and movies, setting the bar up when it comes to relationships. In turn by setting these high standards women have come to some sort of weird conclusion, that love will heal any broken man.
They're not only lying to themselves but they are setting themselves up for heartbreak
The reality is relationships aren't blissful romance, sweet words, and heartfelt gestures, they're boring yet a stable bond between two people who are emotionally attached to one another.
It isn't a blissful or exciting romance like the stories and movies make it out to be, sweet words of love are practically non existent since there is no point in making dramatic declarations of love, when people confirm relationships over the phone, occasionally date night, and s*x after every fight
modern day romance.
I wasn't one to complain
the women I date know exactly what they are getting into, Im honest to them I don't want a relationship
hell some of them even replied....
"why would I want to be in a relationship with you"......
"glad we're on the same page"......
"don't flatter yourself I'm just here to have fun"....
and honestly I'm not relationship material, I got my issues I am aware, Chloe knows this as well, but she doesn't seem to care, of all of our encounters together she made the first move, and who was I to say no
I was quite content with my current relationship, it was simple, realistic, and still thrilling. We met when we had time, converse for a bit, get into a heated argument and the have hot make up s*x, our routine that we were both happy about if I do say so myself. She doesn't insist that I do this or that for her, she doesn't have high expectations, nor does she force a label onto what we have
I thought about it for a moment, as I walked down the streets of new york
I should get my mind off of this, maybe I should try to better myself I guess I should listen to the Petrova's at least till this gossipmonger shifts her attention elsewhere, the assistant they chose should have arrived, I can start there
then I remembered this assistant got her job by connections
maybe something else
I texted Chloe, taking my first step. "Do you want to have dinner with me?"
"ew no" she instantly replied
I saw that coming, letting out a sigh, maybe that wasnt the right first step
How about lunch? I thought to myself
As I began to type out something, till I bold-oozed over someone cause both of us to fall, both of our things scattered around us I was already in a crappy mood about the blog now because this dude who doesn't know how to walk properly
I was at my limit.
I turn to shout at him, however there was no shouting, hell no words I seemed to have forgotten how to speak
my eyes first met her doe forestry green eyes, going up to her strawberry red hair, before trailing down to her pale pink lips, she had light freckles around her cheeks she looked ethereal
she was beautiful ill admit.
I almost forgot why I was mad for a moment
"Hey lady, learn how to walk"
"shouldn't I be saying that to you, there is no need to be so angry these things happen" her accent seemed french, and it suddenly became my favorite
"whatever" I mumbled, ignoring the thoughts I had of her voice
"you seem very angry, it must be because you haven't ate" i wasn't sure if she was speaking to me or herself
"I-" wait was she trying to ask me out for dinner?
I see her ploy, pretending to bump into me and then ask me to dinner, how cute beautiful and smart I suppose
I decided to play along
"I haven't actually"
"Just as I thought," she rummages through her bag "here take some, luckily I ordered extra"
"well I gue- wait what"
"food, so your hangry will go away"
"hangry?"
"yes hungry anger, it's a different type of anger, the worst kind"
I'd like to think anger was something I was unfortunately quite the expert in, and yet I never heard of that type, or that there was different types of anger to begin with
I wondered if this lady was a child?
"ya, listen lady thats not a word" I didnt want to correct her, since it seemed like english may not be her first language, but I should clarify that it isnt a word right
"it's an adjective"
"it's not an actual word"
"It's a word especially for you then"
so she is a child..
how odd we stood to the side, there were people passing us, but it felt like it was just the two of us on the sidewalk having a word debate
"A happy tummy is a happy person"
"Take the food, it's not poison I just bought it, cure your hangry"
she countered her neck tilted upwards to meet my eyes, she was quite petite, maybe thats why I didn't see her before we crashed into one another
cute.
Rosie's POV
what a odd man, I thought as we parted ways
I didnt even get his name and yet it felt as though he talked for hours
oh well, at least he can cure his hangry, he seemed so distressed, deep in his thoughts maybe that's why he bumped into me
I felt pity for him, I know an overworked face when I see one, and he looked so troubled, and lost, like a little child who lost their mother in the park.
At first I thought he was sad, but when we collided I could practically hear all that pent up anger. It made me feel sorry for him. Hopefully the food will bring him some comfort, no matter how little it may be.
The next morning I slipped on light weight business wear, something easy for me to move around in, since as it is my first week, I will be spending alot a time walking around getting the feel for things and the way things are operated and my new boss preferences and work habits.
Lily was kind enough to fetch me, and we went together to my new work place to meet my boss, I was staring out the car window watching the busy streets, the people coming and going to place they need to be, and my mind drifted to that man from yesterday
i hope he is feeling better today..
I shook off the thoughts I need to focus
it's not like I'll ever see him again
or so I thought.
Imagine my surprise when I saw the hangry man grinning innocently as if we didnt already meet
"Samuel this is your new assistant Rosella" Lily introduced
I put on my a game, ready as ever, hopefully and excited for this fresh start, I was reminding myself that over and over again in order to maintain my composure and not let my embarrassment show on my face
I don't know if I was doing a good job in hiding my emotions so I tried to focus my attention to anything in the room
but I could help but think is this why he seemed so upset yesterday?
"Rosella, this is Samuel I'll leave him in your care"
Samuel's POV
"Samuel this is your new assistant Rosella" Lily introduced, she said a few more things that went through one ear and out the next
I was stunned to learn the women I met yesterday who I couldn't get off my mind showed up as my new assistant.
I couldn't focus anything but her, who was shifting glances around the room, fiddling with the ends of her skirt, as if we didn't have a mini debate on the word hangry yesterday
I was somewhat disappointed so I was right that clearly she got in with connections, how qualified could she be if she hands out food to strangers and uses words like hangry?
I almost scoffed, but instead I felt the corners of lips rise as she finally glanced towards me with such a hopeful gaze in her eyes
did she perhaps think this would be an easy job? she dressed so loosely, one would think she was wearing casual I had to hold in my laugh, It's gonna be fun to break that hope
I give her a week till she either snaps or quits.
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HI GUYS WHAT DID YOU THINK ABOUT THIS CHAPTER? IM TRYING TO GET BETTER AT FIXING MY GRAMMAR AND SPELLING, AND KEEPING UP WITH SMALLLL DETAILS OF THE PLOT LET ME KNOW WHAT YOU THINK SO FAR