His Business Her Heart

Chapter Five

Light washed over my eyes as I started to wake up at first, I thought what happened last night was a dream but then I remembered my plan that I came up with to get back at Ryan for what he did, while smiling I got out of bed and grabbed my toiletries and walked into my ensuite, once inside I close and make sure I lock the door ‘just in case’ I think to myself as I stripped off my pjays, I walked over to the shower and turned the water on and waited a couple of minutes until the water was nice and hot. I let the water wash over my body for a couple of minutes, enjoying the feel of the hot water cascading over my body. After a while I grabbed my favourite shampoo and started to wash my hair, while washing my hair I started laughing thinking about my plan and the reaction I would be getting from Ryan, I could not wait to see Ryan’s face when I show him how I play. After washing all the shampoo out of my hair I grabbed my favourite orange body wash, I poured some of the orange coloured liquid into my hand and started to rub my hairs together until it was all bubbly all over my hands, I started to  rub soap over my breasts and stomach but once I got to between my legs, I could not help myself but think that it was Ryan doing this, when I thought this between my legs got wetter and enjoying the feeling I was getting I started to move my hand faster. I bit my lip to stop the moan trying to escape my mouth as my fingers kept doing their exotic dance, I started to feel something building but I did not know to what, but I was enjoying it too much to stop. I was getting close to whatever I was building too, I kept biting my lip as hard as I could to keep my moans silent when I loud banging on my bathroom door that made me jump and stop what I was doing. “w who is it?” I try to shout in a shaky voice, no one replied so I quickly washed the rest of the soap off of my body and  turned the water off, grabbing the towel off the rack and wrapping it around myself and walked towards the door getting ready to open in when suddenly “it’s Ryan, make sure you down for breakfast in five minutes” he shouts, before I could even respond to him I heard his retreating footsteps ‘very demanding isn’t he’ I think to myself which makes me laugh as I start to towel dry my hair. Once I was happy with it I unlocked the bathroom door and walked over to my walk-in closet, I looked at all my new clothes trying to decide what I was going to wear today. After a couple of minutes I chose I high waist pencil skirt and a bright blue silk blouse, knowing that I was already late I took my time getting dress and brushing my hair, before leaving my bedroom I put on a little bit of make-up on and making sure I look good, when I was happy with how I looked I left my room and started to make my way downstair. Just before walking into the dining room I see the housekeeper run from the dining room, with a smile on my face I walked into the dining room and without looking at Ryan I sat opposite side of the table, once I was comfortable I looked up at Ryan and if looks could kill I would be six feet under by now. “Is something wrong?” I ask softly which the sweetest smile I could muster, Ryan just glared at me “could you get me some eggs, bacon, beans and toast with a cup of tea please” I ask the waiter, who quickly prepares my breakfast while Ryan and I sit in silence ‘is he really not going to speak’ I think to myself but before I can think anything else my breakfast was placed in front of me and without a second thought I started tucking in to my delicious breakfast.

Ryan had left five minutes after I had started my breakfast ‘he really got his nickers in a twist’ I think and I cannot help myself but laugh, while laughing I grab my plate and cup and take them into the kitchen, “Miss what are you doing here?” an elderly woman asks looking shocked “I brought my breakfast plates in to wash them” I inform her while walking towards the sink, the elderly woman rushes to get in front of me and try’s to grab the dishes off me but I make it to sink before har and start to wash my dishes and any other dishes that are in there, “Miss you don’t have to do this, its my job” she says sounding nervous “its fine, I washed the dishes all the time when I lived with my mum, I find it relaxing” I inform her. The woman just shakes her head and gets on with whatever else she needs to do, once the dishes are cleaned, dried and put away I walk out of the kitchen and start to head to the library when suddenly I pulled sharply into a room, I get ready to punch whoever it is when I am suddenly stopped by a pair of strong arms “when I tell you to be somewhere in five minutes you get there before the time is up, got it?” he growls at me but I am not having any of this, I have just left one life where I was abused and focused to do things I didn’t want to do, I am not letting that ever happen again. I push him away from me as hard as I can “I am not your object that you can control or make me do things I don’t want to do” I spit at him, at first he looks a little taken back on what I have said but then he recovers “you may not be mine, but you are my fiancée and will do what I want you to do” he says angrily, “fake fiancée” I spit back while trying to ignore that sad feeling I get when I say this. “It may be fake, but I will not have a woman show me up” he shouts which angers me “and I will not have a man controlling me” I shout and storm off as quickly as I can, not sure whether he is following me I run as fast as I could to my room, slam the door and lock it to make sure no one can get in. I pace around my room trying to get rid of my anger after a couple of hours I start to feel calm and I decide to read one of the books I brought to my room. “Miss it’s time to get ready” a voice wakes me from a dreamless sleep, at first I was confused on what was going on. I think the woman the voice belongs to saw that I was confused “it’s time to get ready for the dinner with Master Ryan’s grandfather” she informs me ‘s**t how could I forget’ I think to myself as I quickly stand up and almost practically ran to my wardrobe. I quickly grabbed the short. Blue cocktail dress I had picked yesterday that I was going to wear, I grabbed blue with sparkles heels and matching underwear to my dress, just I was about to get undressed I remembered I was not alone I turned to the young woman that had woke me up “erm you can leave now” I say nervously, I have never told anyone to leave before and I was afraid to see how she would react. The young woman just smiled at me “if you need me to help just call for me” she said and started to walk towards the door, “excuse me” I say walking towards her a little to stop her from leaving “I don’t know your name, I would not be able to call for you if I need you” I say quietly still unsure of how to speak and not wanting to disrespect anyone, “oh how silly of me, my name is Molly” she smiles sweetly at me and walks out the door, I get the feeling that Molly and I will become good friends as I started to get ready to impress Ryan’s grandfather. I stood in the full-length mirror looking at myself, but I could not recognize myself, the woman in the mirror looked beautiful, the woman in the mirror wore a blue cocktail dress that hugged her curves perfectly, she had full read lips that shone in the light and her blue eyes stood out against her dark brown hair that went down to her breasts with curls in them. I grab my wrap off the chair next to the mirror and wrapped it around myself, I took one last look at myself in the mirror then walked out of my room ready to meet Ryan.

(Ryan’s point of view)

I was pacing at the bottom of the stairs waiting for Lynda to turn up ‘what the hell is taking that woman’ I think to myself, I was still angry from are argument that I had with her earlier ‘why can’t she just do what I want her to do’ I think to myself that’s one of the two things that angered me the other thing was how I liked the way she stood up to me, I have always hated people standing up to me but when see did it all I could think was how brave she was and that made me start to like her. I looked at my watch for the tenth time, I hate being late and if we don’t leave in the next five minutes we are going to be late, “Molly go she what is keeping Lynda” I say ordering her but before she could head up the stairs I hear people gasping, not knowing what they were gasping at I turned around and saw the most beautiful woman I had ever seen, there stood at the top of the stairs was Lynda wearing a beautiful blue cocktail dress that was short enough to show of her long legs, I took the time to take all of her beauty in as she walked down the stairs. When she got to the bottom of the stairs I offered her one of my hands, I tried to ignore the hope building in me for her to grab my hands and the relief I felt when she put her hand in mine, once she was on the ground floor with me I brought her hand to my lips and gave her hand a soft kiss. I watched her as she tried not to smile but I saw a little blush go over her cheeks, “shall we go?” I ask her slipping her arm around mine “yes we shall” Lynda says softly which makes me chuckle as I start to lead her to the front door, once we were outside I felt how cold it was tonight and started to move us quicker to the car, opening the door for her like the gentleman I was brought up to be and helped her into the car and then quickly walked over to my side of the car and got in and started the drive to my grandfathers house. While driving I snuck glances at Lynda and fighting the urges to touch her ‘at less I get to touch her in front of my grandfather’ my sudden thought shocked me, I could not believe how my thoughts were going, I stopped sneaking looks at her and tried to concentrate on driving but every so often Lynda would move her body or legs, it was like she was going it on purpose. It felt like it took days instead of an hour to get to my grandfather’s house and I could not help the relief that went through me that I was about to be with other people and not alone with Lynda ‘if I were alone with her any longer I would not be able to control myself’ I think to myself as I get out of the car. I take a deep breath of the cold air and start to make my way around the car to help Lynda get out of the car, I hold my hand out for her and go rigid at the sparks I feel when she touched me, I can see that they are affecting her to as she takes quick breaths in and try is to pull her hand away, but I do not let her. “Are you ready?” I ask her, I cannot take my eyes of her breasts as she takes a deep breath in “as ready as I ever will be” she says nervously which makes me smile at her, “you don’t have to be nervous, my grandfather is going to love you” I tell her and I am rewarded with a heart stopping smile from Lynda, snaking my arm around her small waist and start walking towards the door. I take one more look at her to make sure she is ok and knock on the door, I take a deep breath in making sure I am ready for the night that is ahead of us.