Guarding His Heart
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 J.S. Cooper

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“You son of a bitch.” He stared at me with hatred in his eyes.
“Please don’t talk about my mother in that fashion.” I said calmly. “And do not even look at Hannah when she gets back.”
“I f**king own you punk.” Rob’s face grew purple with fury. “I will take your little upstart ass down.”
“I think you’ll find that I can buy your company several times over without even blinking.” I shrugged and turned around. “I was trying to help you, but I think I’d rather do business with someone else.”’ I walked towards the door and grinned as I heard him calling after me.
“Wait.” His voice sounded pissed, but he knew that he couldn’t afford for me to walk out the door. He’d played his cards way too soon and I knew I was going to win easily. And he’d given me the perfect reason to ensure he left the company as well.
“We’re back with the coffee’s and bagels.” Amber sashayed into the room and gave me a huge smile. “Here you go handsome.” She bent over to hand me my coffee and I got a view of her bright red bra.
“Thanks.” I nodded and smiled at her.
“You’re very welcome.” She grinned at me. “Let me know if you want anything else. I’d be happy to do my best to provide everything you need.” She winked at me and then walked over to hand Rob his coffee. I watched her walking away and smiled at the view her swinging hips was giving me.
“You’re a pig.” Hannah whispered in my ear as she sat next to me.
“Sorry what?” I glanced at the irritated look on her face. “What did I do now?”
“I saw you staring at her ass.”
“Who’s ass?” I took another sip of coffee, and smiled inwardly at the jealousy I heard in Hannah’s voice.
“You know who,” Hannah was annoyed. “She’s sleeping with Rob you know. She’s a prostitute, not even a real assistant.”
“She’s a prostitute?” My jaw dropped. That I hadn’t seen coming.
“Well, an escort.” Hannah mumbled. “He got her from some agency.”
“An escort agency or a temp agency?” I frowned. I knew that even Rob wouldn’t be so brazen as to bring a prostitute to work as his assistant.
“Who knows?” Hannah turned away. “She’s a slut.”
“Because she’s sleeping with him?”
“Because she’s sleeping with her boss so she can keep her job and get perks.” She muttered.
“So if you slept with me, would you consider yourself a slut?”
“I would never sleep with you, but no I wouldn’t be a slut.”
“Why not?”
“Because I’d be sleeping with you because I was attracted to you, not because I wanted you to give me money.”
“So you’re attracted to me?” I grinned.
“I didn’t say that.” She turned away from me and I laughed.
“Hey, stay away from Rob.” I whispered in her ear. “He’s a bit of a creep and I don’t want any trouble, okay?”
“What do you mean he’s a bit of a creep?” She frowned. “Or is that a way for me to not know too much about the deal?”
“What are you talking about Hannah?” I sighed, suddenly feeling annoyed again.
“I’m just your assistant and you want to make sure that everyone knows that you’re the only one with any knowledge or power. Now you want me to stay away from Rob, so I don’t have much access to the deal.” She jumped up and shook her head. “I don’t believe you. You’re such an ass**le.” She walked away from me and over to Rob and I sighed. Why did women have to be so difficult? I didn’t understand it! I knew that if I had told her the real reason why I didn’t want her around him, she wouldn’t have believed me. I sighed as I watched her talking to him. I bet she had no idea that he was staring at her chest as he was talking back to her and not at her face. I was about to go over and join them when Amber came back over to me.
“So how are you liking the city?”
“It’s great.” I nodded and smiled into her big blue eyes. “Have you lived here long?”
“Who me?” She giggled. “I’m just a normal girl from the Midwest who came to the city after college to follow my dreams.”
“Oh?”
“I wanted to be an actress.” She tossed her blonde hair over her shoulders. “I was the star of all my high school plays. Everyone told me I’d make it. So I came here. Got some plastic surgery and went to audition after audition, but only scored a few roles.”
“Oh, so would I know any of them?”
“I doubt it.” She giggled and stuck her chest out.
“Why didn’t you go to Los Angeles if you wanted to be an actress?” I tried to see if Hannah was doing okay, but Amber blocked my view.
“I thought I’d do better in New York.” She pouted and pressed her br**sts into my arm. “Though, I’d love to go to Los Angeles one day. That’s where you’re from right?”
“Yeah.” I nodded.
“I have a friend out there. We starred in a, uh, movie together.”
“What movie?”
“I don’t want to tell you.” She blushed and looked down. However, I could tell she wasn’t really embarrassed. I also knew why she’d never made it. She was a terrible actress.