When I had stepped out of my bath, once I felt fully relaxed and somewhat put together again, I had decided not to let what happened earlier today bother me. I was going to take the evening to myself, chill and just think about myself. Treat myself as much as I pleased. I needed that alone time.
But before I could turn on the stove to make myself some coffee, I was interrupted by the echo of the doorbell ringing. With a bit of an annoying mumble under my breath, I swept the bathrobe closer to my body to make sure everything was put in place and no shocking experience would happen (whoever was on that other side) and I opened the door with what must have been an exhausted face because the guy on the other side, immediately commented on it.
"Wow, you look like a mess," Lucas was grinning from side to side on his face and he had that teasing thing like always. I blinked two times before I slammed the door shut on his face which made me hear the laugh on the other side a few seconds later, "Come on, Jess!"
I couldn't help but let out a giggle as I opened the door again and moved to the side to let the chuckling man inside my home.
Lucas was a childhood friend of mine, someone who had always been there for me and I assume you could call him my best friend. He's the type of friend that can't stay mad at you for long, no matter how much you've fucked something up. Lucas has always been keeping things real with me and I think that's why I've chosen to stay with him and barely anyone else. Throughout my years of existing, I've noticed that many people only ever talk to you when it benefits themselves.
"How's your new fuck place doing?" He had a smirk on his face and I knew he was internally laughing at his own jokes. I raised my eyebrows at him, questioning what he meant, "Come on, don't tell me you're not fucking your boss yet in whatever that company's name is again."
"It's called Exhibit Laws," I corrected him as I rolled my eyes at him, ignoring the rest of his comment.
"From what I've heard, your boss seems hot and you seem interested-"
"Shut up."
I stopped him from continuing to talk, feeling the awkward air within me grow as I thought about what had just happened. I hadn't told Lucas anything about the incident that went down for only a few hours ago. How I ran off after Justin attempted to kiss me. I had discussed the situation in whole with Lucas, told him after my first few days in the office and how Justin had been treating me (and others) which he only chose to make his own assumption that I was going to end up fucking him.
At first, I had laughed at it. Currently? I was terrified that he might be right. I knew for certain now that he was interested and I don't know how much I can control myself. I couldn't lie to myself, the man was more than gorgeous.
"You're thinking of him," Lucas grinned again and I wanted to smack him in the face. I mumbled a duh, feeling too exhausted to explain to him that obviously, I would start thinking of him if he brought it up with me.
"Can you just shut up and make me food," I murmured before I realised I was asking for a favour and had to change my tactic. Instead, I began to flutter my eyelashes and waited for his response.
"Can you just shut up and get dressed?" He mocked me and I looked down to realise that I was still only wearing my bathrobe. When I looked up to him again, he was wiggling his eyebrows up and down and I don't know why but I laughed at his immaturity, "Or take it off completely, I mean, come on woman, decide. On or off."
I stood up and on my way to my room, to actually get dressed, I turned my back to him and suddenly stopped walking, dropping the bathrobe to let it hit the ground at my feet. My bare back and ass instantly got put on display for him. Lucas promptly pretended to get shot in his chest and fell to the ground while trying to make sound effects with his mouth by groaning slightly.
I laughed before I announced that I would soon be back.
"Take your time darling," Lucas shouted as I disappeared into my bedroom and I heard him say something else but couldn't really figure out what exactly.
I did as he said and took my time to get ready.
Lucas decided to stay the night (not that I invited him to but he rarely listens to what I want). His excuse was that he had a long way home, which was fairly true but yet not the best reason, and that he had to make sure I looked bomb as fuck before I attended work tomorrow. He told me I should become more teasing towards Justin (well, he wanted to call him my soon-to-be-fucking boss which wasn't entirely true either) and that it would give me what I want. I laughed him in his face and said that there's nothing I wanted with Justin and if I did want him, I would have already done it by now. Which was true, things could have escalated yesterday.
"I think you look great," He smiled proudly at his masterpiece (I let him pick out my work clothes and trust me when I say that my skirt was shorter than usual) and pointed with his fingers for me to turn around. I did, a giggle escaping my mouth as I realized how excited he seemed, "You're going to kill it today darling."
The truth was, I was terrified of going back to work and having to face him. The whole outfit and Lucas positive words surely gave me more confidence about it but it didn't stop the fact that I was scared of facing Justin. I knew he wanted to talk to me. I could already hear his serious voice when I entered the office, asking to speak to me in his office.
And boy, was I right.
The moment I stepped out of the elevators, trying to quietly and invisibly scoot past Justin's office door. It was open and it was like he had been staring at it to make sure he didn't miss me because the second I came into his view, he called my name.
"Jess."
I froze, cursing myself for not walking quicker instead. I had tried to be as quiet and almost tiptoe over to the other side but if I would have done it at a quick pace, maybe he would've missed me. I shut my eyes momentarily and felt the heavy weight return to my shoulders.
"Yes, sir?"
He seemed surprised by my answer but didn't question anything about it. Instead, he sighed and put down a printed paper document that he seemed to hold tight onto, "I want to apologise for yesterday and I hope we're all good?"
"Of course, sir."
"Why are you calling me sir?" I assumed that he couldn't hold his question marks in as he heard the word again, "You've never shown respect to me before, why start now?"
"I think we should keep this on a professional level."
Justin seemed taken aback by my words and his eyebrows raised slightly. I had been thinking about the situation during the previous night and the morning, keeping me up to try and make a reasonable decision but all the obvious things were to keep business apart from my love life and fucking your boss wasn't a great idea. No matter what Lucas, or anyone else for that matter, tried to convince me to. I knew from experience that involving sex together with your business was a bad idea and it would lead to nothing but trouble.
Therefore, I had made my mind up (especially on my way over here) that things could not be anything but business.
"I don't understand?" Justin said, a slight tilt of his head further proved his confusion but I couldn't exactly get what he was confused about. What part of mixing business with pleasure did he not understand? "I don't want you to call me sir."
"You want everyone else to do so?"
"Yeah but you're not everyone else." His confessions made my eyes widen and I couldn't help but stare at his lips as his tongue softly rolled over them. Completely unintentionally, I separated my legs slightly, "I really want us to be okay. I also hope that this stays between the two of us?"
"Of course," I mumbled, nodding as I started to feel that uncomfortable air creep up on me again, "I really have to get back to work. I have a lot to do with this new case and all."
Justin waved me goodbye and I made a lame apology and said that I would see him later. Which I was hoping not to. He had an effect on me that I couldn't really put my fingers on. If someone would ask me how exactly I felt about Justin, I would be completely clueless to answer. How did I really feel about him, in all honesty? I wanted him to bend me over his desk and fuck me senseless but I also wanted to spit on him and tell him to fuck off. It was a strange combination of feelings towards one person.
Walking back to my office, I reminded myself that I had this new case to work on now that I was finished with the other. Apparently, from what one of the assistants told me before, this one was a big and challenging case but I was definitely up for it. I loved difficulties and I knew that it was going to keep me occupied from all other drama happening inside my head.
"Hey Alex," I said, a wave of slight embarrassment shooting through my body as I thought of yesterday's inconvenient rude conversation, but he didn't seem to mind. He was just as happy as usual.
"Hello."
I wanted to ask him if there was anything I could help him with considering he was standing and hanging onto my doorway, watching me sit down at my desk and prepare the documents I would have to go through. I printed out a few and laid out my favourite marking pens so that I could easily skim through the papers. I could feel Alex's stare the entire time, watching my every movement which after a while, got a little bit creepy.
"Is there anything else you wanted to say?" I couldn't help but ask and I surely did not mean to sound as rude as my voice turned out to do. There was a slight growing frustration within me and I was beginning to feel a little stressed about him not getting back to his own work, "I'm kind of busy."
"So, can I help?"
"That's very kind of you but I think I got it under control."
"I can help you mark sentences-"
"The woman said to get out, why do you never listen?" Justin interrupted Alex's voice and I gulped loudly, not needing to get into any more trouble than I had already gotten in earlier. Why were both of these men always hanging around my office? Rumours say that Exhibit Laws is the most hardworking attorneys in the world but seeing how much time these two guys spent chasing each other around my office, it was very hard to believe in those words.
Alex scoffed loudly and took a step closer to Justin, probably to make sure to get in his face, "Get out of here, you don't boss over me."
"I do," Justin smirked and I was beginning to feel uncomfortable again. It was clear that the two of them hated each other and I knew that there was something else to the story that I didn't know of yet, "I got the keys, Alex, it was over for you, a long time ago. So, why don't you just listen to what I say and save yourself the trouble?"
"Dad didn't give you this company out of trust, asshole."
I choked on my own saliva at his words. Dad? Were they brothers?
My eyes widened as I saw them get even a bit closer and for a second, I thought they would actually turn this into a physical fight but I should know better. At least people acted a bit professional in this office (though it may be hard to believe) at times. This was one of the times where they were only staring at each other, way too close to one another and I think they were both silently threatening each other with their eyes.
None of that behaviour surprised me.
"Dad gave me the company because he knew I am the smart one," Justin huffed furiously, his teeth being on slight shown as he gritted them together angrily, "He knew I would be able to keep it alive."
"He gave it to you out of pity after Noah's death."
I choked again, not being prepared for either of their sudden angry blows at each other. How are they this rude to each other? Bringing up each other's weakness in hope to win some sort of stupid argument that in the end didn't really matter anyway.
Justin glanced at me and I immediately shook my head, "I didn't tell him! I swear!"
He nodded, mumbling something about knowing that and I heard Alex tell me that he already knew ever since it happened. At the end of the day, well, apparently, they were brothers. I guess siblings tell each other stuff like that. It's information within the family.
"Go to hell, Alex," Justin scoffed as he grabbed his arm and pushed him out of my office which seems to have become some sort of meetingplace. Why was everyone always hanging out here? Could people stop bothering me as I try to work. It's not strange that my cases takes a long time when I have two boys on my ass the entire time.
Once Alex was out of the picture, I expected Justin to disappear as well but he walked around the room slowly and gently traced his fingers along all the stuff he passed on his way.
I raised my brow, "What's your problem now?"
"Lost respect for me again, have you?" He smirked a little and I wanted to smack the grin off his face. Part of me told myself to yell at him to get him out of here but I knew better than that, he was the boss and I had to stay nice if I wanted to keep my job, "You have a beautiful office."
"You've been here before," I reminded him and tried to cut the conversation short, "I have to get back to work."
"I know, we're working on the same case."
"Sorry?" I huffed, not having the time to sit and small chat with him about the stupidest things. I felt a little shock going through me over his words but then I decided that he must've gotten the wrong case, apparently though, I was the wrong one.
He nodded, "You heard me. We work on the same case, from different perspectives, though."
"I'm meeting you..? In court..?" I couldn't help but feel the nervous butterflies erupt through my body when he nodded in confirmation. I was going to stand against Justin Bieber in court. He was one of the most famous lawyers, how was I supposed to win that?
Then again, I had the easier side and I also knew that I was great at convincing. I shouldn't doubt my talent, I could definitely beat him.
In a way, I got really excited to see what he could possibly come up with to try and save the husband from what he had done to the poor woman.
It'll be interesting.
"Okay then," I smirked, "game on."
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Uh oh... how's this gonna go??? ;)
I am stuck in the hospital right now due to my stomach being a pain in the ass, woke up and felt like I was dying (literally!!) so I was rushed to hospital yada yada I'm feeling a little better now but I keep vomiting and this pain is like, even tho I am on 20/10 medicines & they put everything in me, barely bearable
I'm so happy I had a finished chapter from earlier for you guys! So I'll just post & leave :)
Thx for reading, I'm gonna go continue dying now... y'all, I legit don't even know what to do my stomach is like actually the definition of pain.
Anyways, thank you guys as always I love you & take care of yourselves! Much love!!