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CHAPTER 8: THE GUEST

"Fuck me harder! Harder! Harder!" A feminine voice said, from Julian's hotel room. "Don't you fucking stop! Faster! Faster! Julian! Go harder on me!" She continued, Tessa had stepped out to get some more things that they might need as they were still in their area.

Julian, on the other hand, needed a vagina to satisfy himself when he came back from a business meeting. She was one of the escorts assigned to him. He found her attractive and classy, just as he liked his ladies, even if they were just sex tools to him.

Tessa walked into the room, she was torn apart inside but acted as if she didn't notice what they were doing, who was she to pry, she thought to herself. She was slowly developing feelings for Julian, as sad as that was to her, she had to admit it.

She found herself at times, thinking about him and fantasizing about his body and all the intoxicating things he did to her. She had just returned and found the door open.

She heard loud music, it didn't cross her mind that that would be what was going on. Julian was on top of the lady he was having sex with, so he didn't notice her come in. The girl he was banging did, but when she saw Julian was still penetrating, she didn't mind anymore.

After a few minutes they were done, Tessa sat in the other room, watching a TV show, when she saw them pass her on their way out. It was terrifying for her to watch that, but who was she to question her boss, she thought to herself.

The night was a cold one. Tessa made sure not to in any way indicate to Julian that she wanted sex, he on the other hand was cold to her. She could see, as she watched him with the side of her eye, that he wanted something.

But he wasn't able to ask it of her. She slept in the other room. The coldness in the room was so loud. Julian tried to act strong and unbothered, but he wasn't one to know how to pretend.

He couldn't keep up with the act for long. He had begun to cast nervous glances at Tessa, but no! His ego! He couldn't bruise his ego to please some lady! He thought to himself.

Tessa on the other hand had decided she wasn't giving in, she knew how Julian could get when he got the sexual urge. She was offended at the fact that he brought in another lady. He wasn't cautious enough to make sure she didn't see or find out.

He dared to not care if she saw them in the act or not. That shattered her the most and she had made up her mind! It was strict business from now onwards. He could go on with his sexing spree she thought. Julian on the other hand was fighting tiny feelings rising.

He didn't want to get entrapped by any woman, in the name of love. So he made sure to leave his emotions out of his sexual encounters with ladies. The night seemed to move on slowly, but it finally came to its end, giving rise to a beautiful day. "Good morning, Julian." She greeted them, dropping his food on the dining table in a tray.

"Good morning, Tessa. Thank you." He replied, expecting her to say more than she had already said, he was disappointed, she wasn't in that space anymore. Her mind was made up about him, at least so it seemed for now.

"Please sir, what would you want for lunch and dinner? Or should I just go with what's on the timetable? That's what I mean is, any specifications or do I just go with the norm?" Tessa asked, trying to appear, calm and unbothered, but Julian had come to know her so well.

"Is everything alright with you?" He asked, pretending he didn't know what could be the issue. If we were out to go on a game of pretense, then that's okay. That's what it'll be then, Tessa thought to herself.

"I'm very good Sir, how about you?" She said plainly, "Oh that's great to hear, what's with addressing me as 'sir' " he said, expecting to get a reaction out of her. Tessa was skilled at this.

"Oh, that. That's just how staff address their bosses, you should know that shouldn't you?" She asked, pasting a light smile on her face. "You know what I'm talking about. You don't address me as 'Sir' that's why I'm asking to know why you suddenly feel the need to." He said, stretching to flex his trained muscles.

When Tessa set her eyes on his biceps, she felt an instant tingle in her vagina, as if calling her to strip him of his shirt and get a generous feel of those muscles he advertised subtly. She immediately called herself to order. She wasn't about to go back on her words.

"I just... Feel the need to be professional. It's never too late to get back on the right track isn't it?" She said, feigning a strong smile that still appeared weak. She was also bad at pretending or hiding how she truly felt, but at least she was better than Julian.

"Go on, I'm listening, anything I need to know?" He asked, "No. Not at all, Sir" Tessa replied, almost immediately, trying to hide the rage that was burning inside her. How the heck couldn't he know what the issue was?

Or did he just want her to come off as needy? She tried her best to keep her cool, as she knew she couldn't afford to give her boss a piece of her mind, which might land her fired. So for the sake of her job, she kept her cool, looking on plainly.

"I'll be in the kitchen, let me know if you need anything." Tessa said, turning to leave, when she felt his strong arms around her, "I'll be in the kitchen, Sir. Please let me go." She said, trying to stay calm. "Tell me. What's the matter?" He said, chills running down her spine.

She fought the urge to let down her wall and just go all in and kiss him, but she didn't.