Taken by the Alien Lord

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Author: Jennifer Scocum
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as it sounded, I still wanted to hold him and to guide him inside me.

Chapter Five
    A week passed and I was still on the lookout for a job. I had got calls from numerous agencies but somehow I didn’t feel like I could fit in any of those. However, I knew I had bills to pay and so reluctantly, I agreed for one of those jobs that seemed just right to fill in the gap.
    The firm was a government funded agency and they were looking for someone who had a profile like mine. It was really strange as to how impeccably I fit into their job description. I had felt like it was tailored for me. I put on my A-line black skirt and teamed it with a white blouse and added just a little makeup and was all set to leave my home, when a bell rang.
    I wasn’t expecting any visitors so it was strange to hear the bell. I was a little apprehensive and then opened the door to find Nathan Carter standing there. He was wearing a pink tee and faded ripped jeans. His eyes looked tired like he hadn’t slept and I wanted to see what color they were. They looked azure blue and when I blinked, they were still the same.
    The kind of passion I felt simply seeing him was inexplicable. I had wanted to curl my hands in his hair and crumble his tee and toss it apart. He had a very strong grip on me and I both hated and loved him together.
    “Mr. Nathan, what brings you here?”
    “Please Rebecca. Let me in. “
    “I have an interview. I can’t sit and get my bills paid. I am not as rich as you. Excuse me now because I don’t like being late for job interviews.”
    “You can’t have this job Rebecca. This is why I came here. They are not good people. They want to exploit the knowledge you have. Trust me on this.”
    I gave a hollow laugh when he said the word ‘trust’.
    “I could do a lot of things Nathan but trust certainly seems to be a wrong choice. Did you trust me with your identity when you were passionately inside me? Did you trust me when you looked at me like you wanted a forever with me? Don’t bullshit me with trust. Let me go now. If you think, I am one of those bitches who end up spilling secrets about their ex, let me get two things straight. We were never a thing, so I am not your ex who wants vengeance for being unceremoniously dumped or worse used as a sex toy. Second, I regard my work principles very high and would never stoop to such behavior. I love you Nathan. I realized it the day I left, the day you left. However, I know that there is nothing which that icy cold heart of yours allows, you to feel. I hold no grudge. You may leave now.”
    Nathan looked at me and said, “It is not what you think.” He brushed his hair absently, something which I noticed he did quite a lot and then left; once again, leaving me alone. It was silly to even get my hopes up that he would fight for me because he never did. For Nathan, it was always “Do it” and everybody obeyed. I was an exception who had stirred his ship.
    As I headed for the interview, I couldn’t forget Nathan’s words. If he said something, I knew there was veracity because in the world of business, there was no one who was as influential and powerful as Nathan Carter. He ruled the world of business and the job description had started to look a little too personalized for my application.
    Still, I couldn’t just give up the opportunity as I wanted to come to my own decision. As I entered the building, I put on a business approach. I pressed the elevator to the 11th floor and waited. There was another guy in the lift who was taking to someone over the phone. I was generally not the one to eavesdrop but when I heard Nathan’s name, I decided to hear closer.
    “Yeah. Get her in. She would be the key to Nathan. We’ve heard the guy is spending sleepless nights over her. Getting her in can help us get hands on those equipments. I think your theory on Nathan is right. We just need to expose it by documenting facts. Make sure she knows nothing about the plan.”
    It didn’t

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