Texas, the lone star state.

I was in awe the moment I stepped off the plane. I've never been to Texas or any other states except Washington and New York for obvious reasons.

The ride from the airport to the hotel was enthralling. The classic architecture of the buildings piqued my interest the most. I was impressed by the architecture.

The air held the aura of both refreshing and tension. Tension as a result of the constant intense gaze on my back.

I turned as red as a tomato after Sebastian asked me in the office that day if I came with my fingers. My cheeks felt like they were on fire. I immediately ran away from him and stood beside Jen, ignoring him despite the fact that he was following me.

What was his issue? Wasn't it he who became enraged and left?

But, despite following me around for a while, he had to leave because Luke had called a meeting with the seniors; if looks could kill, Luke would have been buried under 6 feet of ground. But he still stood straight and smirked at Sebastian, when Sebastian shot daggers at him.

The week was both exhausting and fascinating. We had tons of work to complete but at the same time, I and Jen went shopping.

It was memorable to go shopping with Jen. We laughed, tried on dresses, and purchased some of them. Not to mention that she forced me to purchase a plethora of lacy bras and panties, as well as some very seductive bikini sets.

My dresses, she said, needed to be spiced up. I rolled my eyes at her remark, but a small part of me agreed that I should in fact enhance my closet.

After all, I hadn't bought anything for myself in months.

But, as enjoyable as shopping with Jen was, it was also dreadful.

Dreadful, because she was dragging me into a sex toys store called 'Pleasure.' I don't know why I ever told her I didn't have a vibrator. In response, she exclaimed, "A woman should always make sure she has two things: money and pleasure." And with delight, she had placed her hands on top of her skirt, which caused me to exclaim and her to burst into laughter.

I couldn't believe I'd found myself a best friend as amazing, annoying, and beautiful as her.

While she was dragging me to the sex toys store. I begged her not to take me there again and again. But she was adamant and continued to drag me along with her.

Oh my God.

I expected to vomit the moment I walked into the shop, but it was the exact opposite. From the outside, it appeared to be a typical shop, and on the inside, it appeared to be a typical shop as well.

When I heard the sound of a machine running, my cheeks turned pink. I couldn't believe how many people were in the shop examining the toys as if they were about to purchase another of their products.

"Hey, do you know where I will find a cock cage?" A man approached the lady in front of me. I didn't know what my face looked like, but I'm sure it was more than bewilderment. The guy looked at me before leaving, then stopped and stared at me for a few moments, scanning my body and making me turn more crimson. I wanted to tell him to stop, but his lips formed a sinister smirk.

Assassinate me.

His eyes were auburn, and he wore a loose white t-shirt and jeans that suited his fuckboy persona.

I'm not passing a judgement.

"Would you like me to assist you?" He inquired, his eyes mischievously fixed on me.

Oh lord.

"No, I'm fine," I replied, my voice cold. I liked how powerful I sounded. Something had changed in his expression, and before I could question it, he had vanished.

"Show this lady The Guns product, she'll love it," he smirked as he walked away, looking at me one last time. While I remained perplexedly staring at his receding figure.

"Oh, my goodness!" Jen exclaimed beside me, her eyes widening.

"What?" I complained.

"Do you have any idea who he is?" She laughed amusedly, and I shook my head.

"That was Jeremy Carter. The owner of The Guns "

The Guns.

My mouth curved into a 'O' shape. So he ran a company that manufactured sex toys?

It's no surprise-

"And his products are used by women who crave passion and dark lust." That made me shudder.

"Would you please stop?" While she burst into laughter, I muttered and rubbed my brow.

"It appears you have an admirer," she smirked as she looked behind me.

"What-?" I turned around and asked, my brow furrowed. I was met with the same auburn eyes that were already staring at me. He locked his gaze on me for a few seconds longer before exiting the store.

I couldn't help but laugh at Jen's remark; he was probably wondering what someone as stupid as me was doing in a sex toys shop.

I ignored all the other winks and comments she was making in my humor, and at one point I burst out laughing at her ridiculous thoughts.

Jen had been selecting a vibrator for me while my face had been flushed the entire time.

"This one is waterproof and has an intensity of up to eight." Jen nodded as she pondered it, and I couldn't help but cough.

Eight!?

What the fudge is this?

They both turned to face me, and I sheepishly muttered a small 'Sorry.'

"We'll buy it," Jen said, and the female assistant nodded. Jen looked at other products and purchased some items whose names I didn't recognize.

And just like that, we were done with our shopping.

Things were strange at home. I tried to keep as much distance as possible between myself and Sebastian. He'd be late, or I'd be late. The last time we were in the same room was during the conference hall meeting.

I vaguely recall a knock on my door one night, but I was so tired and sleepy that I assumed it was a hallucination.

Returning to the present. Luke and Sebastian were supposed to fly in business class and arrive earlier. Sebastian, on the other hand, missed his flight and had to board with us.

The power is money is unbelievable.

What didn't make sense this time was that he could have easily boarded the flight in business class, but that dumb asshole chose economy.

Ugh- and if he didn't infuriate me throughout the ride, my female coworkers certainly did. They'd stand next to him or just go up to him and ask, in their annoying and sultry voices, "Do you need anything?"

I could feel my stomach churning with rage, but I ignored it coldly. I was jittery the entire ride, and to my chagrin, I had sat right in front of him and had to hear all the giggles and flirtations that went on behind me.

I could tell that asshole was having a good time because he had a smirk on his face the entire time.

"Why don't you both join us in there? I'm sure the people occupying those seats would be happy to take yours." Mave said, jolting me out of my trance, that I could hear the noises behind me quietening. I raised my gaze to meet Mave's, who was staring back at me with a smirk on his lips.

"Thank you, God!" Jen grumbled and rose to her feet. I stood up as well, without saying anything else.

"Remind me to ask my boyfriend why he's friends with him," she sighed, rubbing her eyes.

And, as usual, curiosity got the best of me, and I turned around, only to be met by two pairs of ocean blue eyes filled with annoyance and anger. I quickly turned around and walked away as quickly as I could.

The journey was then peacefully concluded. I, Jen, Mark, and Mave had a good time playing games and gossiping after a long day of work.

As soon as we walked into the hotel, everyone went to their assigned rooms, and I was walking to mine.

But as soon as I stepped out of the elevator, someone covered my face and drew me around the corner. Fear was clogging my insides, and I bit the hand that was covering my mouth.

"If I were you, I wouldn't do that"

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