“Dad,” Rhys steps in.
“No Rhys, we have told you. You left Hana for a dirty cheap hooker. A first class lawyer for a hooker, you have lost your mind.”
“Hana is not the person you think she is dad.” Rhys informs him.
“She was a well-respected member of the community.” his mum says jumping in.
“Yes, because she had slept with half of them.” Rhys mutters.
“Rhys we told you we would not support you and this tramp. We are done here.” he says walking away.
“Dad, you can’t say shit like that. You don’t know her. What if we were to get married and have babies?”
“I would deny any knowledge of you Rhys. You have shamed us.” his dad says walking away.
Rhys is stood silent for a few minutes as he gathers himself.
“Rhys,” I say grabbing his attention, “You were with someone when you got with me?” I ask him.
“Yes, but not for long.” he says defensively.
“How long?” I ask, since we have been together for six months now.
“Till about two months ago.”
“You mean to tell me I was your secret affair for four months?” I shout at him.
“It wasn’t like that Karen. Hana was having sex with anyone who was willing.” he tries to defend his actions.
“Yeah, and so was you. Is there anyone else?” I ask him.
His face says enough for me, I know it wasn’t just me and Hana.
“Who?” I question.
“Just Lori, Fran, and Sara.” he says.
“Just?” I shout at him.
“Not here,” he says grabbing my arm and pulling me away from an audience.
“You are UN-fucking-believable. You introduced me to Fran, and said she was just a friend. So in the last six months you have slept with five people while you were dating me?”
“I'm sorry.”
“You're sorry? No wonder your parents hate me, I hate me. I have been so fucking stupid. You can stay the hell away from me.” I say running away from him.
“Cut,” Scarlett shouts, “That was great, thank you.” she says walking over to me.
I take a deep breath, glad were done. Apparently that’s where they want to finish the movie.
Jase walks over to me, “That was not something I want to repeat.” he says as he hugs me.
“You better not be sleeping with anyone else then.” I say jokingly.
“I never would.” he says defensively.
“Okay guys. Drinks tonight in the relaxing room to celebrate the end of the movie.” Scarlett says informing the whole room.
*****
“Jase what are you doing?” I giggle at him as he pushes me to the sofa in my dressing room.
“What does it look like.” he says as he comes on top of me to kiss me.
“Jase, let me get the dress off first.” I say breathlessly as I pull my lips away. I promised Scott I would protect this beauty with my life.
“My pleasure.” he pulls me off the sofa.
Slowly, with care, he opens the buttons on the dress, and helps me step out of it. He carefully places it over the back of the chair at the dressing table. I'm glad he handled it with care.
“Right, back to what I was doing.” he says picking me up, and sitting on the sofa with me on his knee.
I’m sat in my white thong, and no bra. He gives me a wicked smile, before he takes a nipple in his mouth. I arch my back and groan, as he gently bites down.
I can feel his erection straining against his suit pants, begging to come play.
I drag my hands through his hair as he continues his torture with my nipple. He groans in satisfaction, as his fingers slide down my body, and stop at my thong. I feel his smile against the swell of my breast as he slides his finger past the material, and into my opening.
His finger slowly slides in and out, causing me to moan and beg.
“Jase please.” I beg him breathlessly. My back arching, pushing his fingers just a little further in me.
He releases my nipple, and comes face to face with me. His lips crash against mine, as his fingers continue the torture. I release his hair, and my fingers go down and fumble with his suit pants. He leans back a little, allowing me to get his erection free.
He pulls his finger out, and rummages through his pocket, till he pulls a condom out.
I shuffle back on his knee, so he can put the condom on. I need him in me now.
As soon as it on, he wastes no time burying himself as deep as possible inside me.
He doesn’t give me chance to accept him, before his thrusts over take me.
I try not to moan given our current location, so to shield my moans, I bury my head in his neck. He bucks harder, pushing me higher, and I moan louder in his neck as he penetrates me deeper.
“Come on Rhiannon.” he says panting, urging me on with my orgasm.
He takes his hand, and starts to play with my clit, bringing me closer to orgasm. I have to bite on his neck to stop the whole building hearing me.
“Fuck,” is his only word as he thrusts harder and faster.
Just at the vital moment, someone knocks on my door.
“Shit,” he says slowing down.
“Jase, don’t you dare leave me hanging. Whoever is knocking can fucking wait.” I whisper as I lift myself up, and throw myself back down.
He throws his head back, as his thrusts start up again.
“Rhiannon,” we hear shouting coming from the other side of the door.
Shit, its Kaleb. I try to pretend like I’m not in, but he is persistent.
“Rhiannon, I know you're in there. Open the door.” he says as he plants his fists in to the wood.
“Shit,” Jase says lifting me up, and sitting me on my feet.
“Jase?” I ask questioning.
“Fuck Rhiannon, he isn’t going to go away, and I can’t sit with my cock inside you when he is stood outside shouting you.” he says as he rushes to my bathroom. He is right, my orgasm has vanished and has left me feeling neglected.
Frustrated, I throw my robe on, and go to answer the door. I reach the door, and have to stop opening it, while I adjust my hair. I quickly grab it, and throw it in a messy bun.
I open the door to an angry looking Kaleb. Saying that, he’s never fucking happy these days.
“Kaleb?” I ask letting him know I don't appreciate the way he was hammering my door down.
“Rhiannon.” he says as he looks me up and down disapprovingly.
“What can I do for you?” I ask ignoring his expression.
“I'd like to come in.” he says as he pushes past me.
“You can’t just do that.” I protest.
“Actually I can, if I think you are being disrespectful.” he says as he stands with his arms crossed over his chest, in the middle of my room.
“Disrespectful how?” I ask, trying to see what he means.
“Where’s Jase?” he asks me,
“I don’t know.” I say looking at the floor, trying to hide my tell-tale sign of lying.
“Security saw him come in here Rhiannon, so where is he?” he asks again.
This time I don’t have to respond, as Jase walks out of the bathroom, he has put himself back together.
“I'm here.” he says to Kaleb,
Kaleb spins on his heels and looks at Jase, “I will see you in a minute, out.” he says pointing to the door.
“I'll hang about here if it’s all the same.” Jase says sitting on my dressing table.
“It’s not all the same. OUT.” Kaleb shouts at him.
“Jase, I’ll be fine, I’ll see you after.” I tell him with a smile, aimed only at him. It’s a nervous smile, but I have to be careful what I do right now.
“Fine.” he sulks out my room, and shuts the door behind him.
Once he’s out the room, Kaleb just stares at me.
“Kaleb, what do you want? I have to be somewhere.” granted, its only down stairs, but it beats be
ing stood here with this angry man staring at me.
“I know, but that can wait.” he says seriously.
“So what do you want?”
“Who’s room is this?”
“Well, technicality its yours, but right now it’s mine.” I say bravely.
“Technically, it is mine. However, these rooms are for work, not for fun.” he says with no emotion on his face, or in his voice.
“I’ve being using it for work.” I say a little confused.
“Having Jase in here is not work. He is not to be in here again.” he tells me.
“I'm not allowed friends in here?”
“I'm not fucking stupid Rhiannon. These rooms are not here for you and Jase to have sex in.” he shouts at me.
“We.... I …....” I’m lost for words; I don’t know what to say.
“This is your second slip up in the matter of a few weeks Rhiannon.” he warns me.
“I'm sorry.” I reply foolishly. I already know this.
“Sorry doesn’t fucking cut it. Buck your ideas up or you're out.” he shouts once again.
He doesn’t give me chance to reply before he leaves my room, slamming the door behind him.
Wow, he really is a jack ass.
I decide not to brood over Kaleb, and get ready for the party. Jase will be wondering what I'm doing.
*****
I arrive at the party in my jeans, and white t-shirt.
Jase is waiting for me. When he sees me walk in, he asks me if I’m okay, while he hands me a glass of champagne.
“Yeah. I think Kaleb is pissed at me.” I inform him as I take a sip of the cool liquid.
“Yeah, I got that impression.”
“What did he say to you?” I ask him.
“He told me if I go in your room again, I’m getting fired.” he informs me.
“Yeah, I got pretty much the same thing.” I tell him.
“Just let it go.” he tells me.
“Easier said than done. I think he actually hates me.”
“I would say you’re being stupid, but I have never seen him like this before. He’s just being irrational, and I don’t know why.”
Just as I’m about to respond, Scarlett speaks up.
“Can I have your attention please.” she shouts over the crowd.
“I would like to say a big thank you to everyone who has helped with this movie.” she says as she raises her glass.
“Lights, camera, set up, the actors and actresses, and mostly Jase and Rhiannon. I think you all did a great job, and I can’t wait to see the finished product once it’s the editors have finished with it, so well done.” she says looking at me and Jase. I blush while Jase raises his glass up.
With the speech out the way, the crowd start to mingle, and as I look around the room, I spot Kaleb. He is staring at us.
Jase notices where I’m looking, and pulls me away, so I can’t see Kaleb.
“Don’t worry about him Rhiannon.” he says, as I turn to look at him once again. I can’t notice him in the crowd, so I’m guessing he’s gone. I just hope now this movie is done, he will relax a little, and stop being so irrational.
I finally start to relax, after my third glass of champagne. The crowd are all chatting animatedly, and they are all excited to see the finished results. I join in with the conversation and start to enjoy the party. We have all worked hard, so this is a nice diversion from Kaleb and all the drama he is creating for me and Jase.
Jase has just popped to the rest room, while I walk over to a pop up table to grab another glass.
I feel someone stood behind me, and for a moment I think its Jase. It’s not till I hear a voice; I know it’s not him. I discreetly roll my eyes, and take a deep breath ready for whatever he is going to throw at me now.
“I'm watching you. One more screw up.” he threatens.
“I get it Kaleb.” I mutter to him, my courage fueled by alcohol. “Now can you just back the fuck off.” I dare to say.
“I'd watch your language.” he growls at me. He can’t be heard over the music by others, but I heard him loud and clear.
“Technically, I’m not on working hours now, so at this moment in time, you’re just a douche bag, who won’t leave me alone.”
Shit, this alcohol is making me brave. I need to just shut up before he does fire me. However, I think I have held my tongue long enough. He has made his point over and over again.
“Rhiannon, firstly, I am still your boss, so watch how you fucking speak to me. I can have you on the jobless pile just like that.” he says as he clicks his fingers, getting the point across.
“Secondly, you’re still in my building, thirdly, even if you weren’t my employee, I would still not tolerate you speaking to me like that, ever. Now as I said, watch your fucking language, or I’ll make you regret it.” he threatens me.
“Was that a threat?” I dare to ask.
He leans down to whisper to me, “I don’t do threats, it’s a promise.” he says before he pulls away again.
“I can also press charges for work place bullying Kaleb, so just think that one over.” I snap at him before I walk away from him.
I decide to go find Jase, I’m ready to go home now. I am no longer enjoying the party. I have shown my face, congratulated the rest of the crew, they wouldn't mind if I go now.
I find him before I leave the room, he was slowly making his way back to me.
“I'm going to go home now.” I tell him.
“You okay?” he asks.
“Yeah, it’s just being a long day. I’ll see you tomorrow.” I say as I hug him.
“Okay. I will call you later okay?” I guess he is staying. I would like him to come with me, but he needs to stay and enjoy the party. I can’t put my depressing mood on him.
“Okay.” I smile at him, hiding my true feelings.
Once I’m out of there, I slowly walk to the valet, who has to collect my car.
He smiles as he sees me, and goes to get my car without saying a word.
Before he returns, Kaleb is back.
“Rhiannon.” he says when I turn my back to him, childishly pretending I didn’t see him.
“Don’t you get the message?” I spit at him. Like he was ever going to just leave me alone.
“What are you doing?” he asks with anger in his voice as he starts to walk towards me.
“Going home.” I say full of sarcasm, like he expects me to do anything else.
“How are you getting home?” he asks as he comes to stand in front of me.
“Kaleb, just leave me alone.” I say as I try to walk round him.
He grabs my arm, and halts my movements.
“What the fuck are you doing?” I shriek to him as I stop in front of him.
“What are you doing? Are you insane?” he throws back to me.
“What is your problem now?”
“You’re not driving nowhere.” he tells me.
“You’re not my dad Kaleb. Let me go.” I say trying to pull away from him.
“Liam will take you home.” he explodes at me.
“I am not getting in a car with a stranger.” I argue back.
“Liam is my security. You either go with him, or walk. You have had too much to drink, but I am not letting you have the keys to your car tonight.” he tells me.
“I've had four glasses Kaleb, not the full fucking bar.” I say annoyed with him.
Just then, the valet arrives with my car, and I am relieved to see him walk towards me with my keys. I take a deep breath, and give a satisfied smug smile to Kaleb before I attempt to walk out of his grip.
Just as I walk forward to grab the keys, Kaleb, who still has a tight hold of my arm, pulls me back behind him, and steps in front of me again.
“I'll take them.” he says to the valet. The valet looks at me, then at Kaleb again. He is obviously scared of Kaleb, as he hands them straight over to him. I give the valet my nastiest scowl, just so he knows I am pissed with him, but he gives me a small a
pologetic smile, evidently he knows who is the lesser evil, and of course he was going to side with the man who pays his fucking wages.
Deciding it’s not going to get me anywhere scowling at the valet, I turn back to Kaleb, and vent my anger at the right person.
“They’re my fucking car keys Kaleb, give me them.” I say trying to get them out of his hands.
“Thank you H.” he says as the valet scuttles away.
Kaleb just looks at me, and finally releases my arm. He pulls his phone out, and presses a number.
“Liam, out front now.” he barks before hanging straight up.
“Just give me my keys, then I can go.” I try reasoning with him. He just holds them in his hand, as just as I think he isn’t paying attention, I jump forward and try retrieving my keys from him.
I fail, epically, and he backs away a little more. As I daringly take a step forward, he grabs hold off me. He has a hand around my waist. As I try to kick free, he puts MY keys in his pocket and uses his other hand to stop me fighting my way.
Just at this moment, Liam comes running out towards Kaleb. He looks alarmed, and is all ready to attack me.
“Just give me a minute Liam, and bring the car round. I can handle this.” he tells Liam casually, like he’s just sat doing a piece of paper work.
Liam looks torn, but eventually, he leaves.
“Rhiannon stop.” Kaleb whispers to me. “Just stop.” he says softly.
All the fight has left, and I have no energy left to fight him. My body just sags towards the floor, but with his arm around me, he supports me and keeps me of the floor.
“I'll give you your keys, just hear me out.” he says still keeping a hold on me.
He lifts my head to look at him, “You can’t drive home okay, you’ve had too much to drink. Liam will take you. I promise he’s safe. I trust him with everything important to me, and if you believe it or not, you’re important to me, so please get in the car.” he pleads with me.
He doesn’t wait for me to respond; he just walks us both to where Liam is now waiting with the car. He opens the back door, and helps me in.
He gives Liam my address, as he bends to do my seat belt, all the time I just sit here in silence.
Once its clipped in, he hovers over me.
“Thank you, and here.” he says as he hands me my keys.
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