by Helen Cooper
The Rules (The Millionaire’s Assistant) Book 3
Helen Cooper
This book is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is entirely coincidental. Names, characters, businesses, organizations, places, events, and incidents either are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously.
Copyright © 2012 by Helen Cooper
Chapter 1
They walked to her room silently. She was glad that the lights were out and that Liz was in bed. She suddenly felt shy. She didn’t know what Oliver was expecting to happen once they got there. She had never had a man spend the night in a long time and she didn’t think this was going to be a typical night of lovemaking.
“In here.” She whispered to him as she opened her bedroom door. The moonlight shone through her open window and created a shimmering light on her bed.
“Why is your window open?” Oliver looked at her angrily.
“I always leave it open, I like fresh air.”
“Close it from now on. It’s not safe to leave your window open.”
Alice tried not to roll her eyes at his bossy tone. She was on the 4 floor of the building; there was no way anyone was going to be able to get into her bedroom window.
“Nice room, “ he looked around her small, neat but comfy room and sat on the edge of her bed.
“Thanks.” She looked at him sitting there and had a sudden urge to jump on him.
“Shall we talk now or after?” He stared at her and reached for her arm.
“After what?” She asked him innocently.
“You’re incorrigible you know that Alice.” He drew himself close to her face. “I’ve a mind to take you over my lap and smack you for being a naughty girl.”
“No thanks.” She smiled at him sweetly, while shivering inside. She had been having light BDSM fantasy’s after reading the ‘Fifty Shades of Grey’ trilogy. The only problem was Oliver Park was no Christian Grey. Oliver was handsome and rich but she felt that the level of fame that came from being a Hollywood actor was much more detrimental to his personality than being a successful businessman. Plus Christian was a fictional character and Oliver was all too real.
“No thanks?” Oliver glared at her and pulled her into his arms. She yelped in protest as he placed her over his lap. “I’ll give you a no thanks.” And then he promptly smacked her bottom. She cried out in surprise, he hadn’t hurt her but she just hadn’t expected him to do it.
“You aren’t practicing for a new role are you?”
“What?”
“You aren’t smacking me because you are trying to get a part as a Dom or something are you?” He didn’t reply but instead raised her dress up and slapped her on her bottom again. He then used his fingers to caress her and she gasped out as he slipped his fingers in-between her legs and rubbed her clit as well.
“Oh.” She trembled as she felt the tension building in her pussy.
“Oh, indeed.” He smiled, withdrew his fingers and took her off of his lap. She groaned as he lay back and lay back on the bed next to him.
“So, what are we going to do?” Alice spoke after a couple of minutes of silence. She wanted to rub her fingers all over his hard body but she didn’t want to be rebuffed.
“Why don’t we talk?” She could hear the grin in his voice as he spoke. She realized that if she wanted something physical to happen, it was going to be all on her.
“Okay.” She spoke sharply, trying hard to make sure that he didn’t hear the disappointment in her voice.
“So, what’s your favorite movie?” He spoke softly and turned towards her on the bed. She stared into his eyes and felt her insides quiver with joy. She was here with Oliver Park, a man she had admired for years. She wasn’t going to let anything ruin her time with him, not even him himself.
“Unbroken Man,” She spoke softly, a little embarrassed to admit that to him that she loved his first serious role so much. “That was the movie that made me realize I wanted to be a writer. You know, I have loved all of your movies.” She spoke earnestly and was surprised to see he looked taken aback and embarrassed.
“But ‘Unbroken Man’ was the movie that transformed your acting to me. You went from being a hot guy to a man with real talent. When you spoke to Maria in that last scene, I could see the tears in your eyes, feel the tension in your shoulders and hear the tremble in your voice when you said to her, “Maria, at some point in his life every man has to make a decision. He can enjoy the …” She broke off as Oliver repeated the words that made her fall in love with him.
“He can enjoy the quiet solitude of passionate nights and adventurous mornings, or he can ride in the bliss of a family love so strong that it brings downs mountains. He can shout out to the world of his love and bear the pain of disappointment and heartache when things go south. Or they can do what I’m doing now. They can leave unbroken, unharmed and unloved. Some may say I’m a coward but I think I’m strong. My journey, our journey was never meant to be.”
Alice looked at him in wonder; his face was transformed by the moonlight and the words. She could see the hurt and pain in his eyes. This was a man that had known pain. She wondered briefly, if that was why he didn’t want a relationship now. If he was so messed up from being given up for adoption that he would rather remain unbroken than to try and find love.
“You have good taste in movies,” Oliver grinned at her, attempting to break the tension that had grown between them.
“I couldn’t believe you didn’t win the Oscar for that role.” Alice licked her lips as she spoke, suddenly nervous.
“Alice, can I ask you a question?”
“Sure.”
“It seems as if you have followed my career for years. Why then did you act like such a bitch at the Diner, that very first time we met?”
“I was the bitch? Are you joking?” Alice’s voice rose and he put his hands over her lips to quiet her.
“I thought we didn’t want to wake your roommate?” He winked.
“Then don’t ask such obviously dumb questions.” She turned away from him in the bed and he laughed. He moved up behind her and started spooning her.
“Then tell me why you want to be a writer,” he whispered in her ear.
She closed her eyes and enjoyed the moment. She could feel him wrapped around her all warm and hard, his breath tickled in her ear as he spoke and in that moment, she felt as if she were one with Oliver Park.
“I want to make people feel. I want to make words transform emotions, transform lives. I want people to have to pinch themselves to make sure they are truly alive because their feelings, my words and their feelings overwhelm them with greatness.” She rushed out the words and paused to hear his response.
“Don’t you think that will be hard writing a porno?” He laughed into her ear and she turned around and hit him. “You are incorrigible Oliver Park, you act like a little boy. Everything is not about sex.”
“Well, everything good is?” He looked down at her and then bent his face to kiss her. “Everything worth living for centers around sex.” He quickly moved his face down her body and sucked on her clit. Alice tried to resist the heat in her body and attempted to weakly push him away but she knew she didn’t want him to stop. She came about 5 seconds after he stuck his tongue into her and tried to ignore Oliver’s triumphant groan.
“You see Alice. You feel the pleasure in your body? That’s from sex. Good old fashioned sex.” He grinned at her as she pouted at him.
“That’s not all that can make you happy in life.”
“But it’s the only thing that can pretty much guarantee satisfaction pretty quickly.”
Alice just stared at him. “Why do you think that way?”
He averted his eyes fr
om her gaze for a second and changed the subject, “But don’t worry. We’re not writing a porno. Like I told you before, this movie is not going to be about sex.”
“Have you ever been in love Oliver?” She looked at him curiously.
“Love is the least important emotion in the world Alice. Love causes pain and hatred and war.”
“Did you love your mom Oliver?” She spoke softly and watched as his gazed transformed into a dark mask.
“That’s none of your concern Alice. You are my assistant. Not my therapist. Not my friend.”
“Sorry, I forgot. I’m just your whore assistant.” She spat out at him, hurt beyond belief. She bit her lip to prevent the tears from spilling.
“If you consider yourself a whore, that’s your business Alice. This is a mutually beneficial arrangement, you have to do what makes you comfortable.” He spoke matter-of factly and she felt hatred running through her at his words. She didn’t know if she hated him or herself.
“Yes. Sorry I forgot it was meant to be mutually beneficial.” And with no other words she reached down and pulled his pants down and his cock out. It was already hard; she sat on him and rubbed herself with his clit, and wasn’t surprised to find herself wet within seconds.
“I can’t forget I have to give you yours.” And with that she adjusted his cock so that she could sit down on it. She heard him gasp with pleasure and moan as she rode him hard and fast. She didn’t break eye contact as she bounced up and down on him and he gazed intensely back at her. She was just about to come when she heard a knock on the door.
“Alice, Alice you there?” She heard Liz’s sleepy voice mumbling through the door and she jumped off of Oliver and quickly pulled the sheets out.
“Get into the bed and shut up.” She whispered to him as he grinned. They got under the sheets and she pushed his head all the way under.
“Yes, Liz. I’m just in bed.” Alice called out in a sleepy voice. She tried to hold in a groan as Liz opened the door.
“I thought I heard a noise, just wanted to make sure you were okay.”
“Yeah, I’m fine, thanks.” Alice prayed that Liz would leave the room as she felt Oliver’s mouth sucking on her nipples.
“How was the date with Oliver?” Liz grinned.
“Oh, uhm, it wasn’t a date. Just work stuff.”
“Was he a jerk again?”
“No,” Alice spoke a little louder than normal because Oliver had bitten her nipple really hard.
“Oh, so he is nicer though? What happened?” Liz made like she wanted to come further in the room and Alice yawned loudly.
“Can we talk in the morning? I’m soo exhausted.”
“Oh, okay. Sure.” Liz looked disappointed but she walked out of the room.
Alice reached down and pulled Oliver up from under the sheets as he was still sucking on her nipples quite hard. “What are you doing?” She hissed at him.
“Pleasuring my whore.” He smiled at her wickedly and she resisted the urge to slap him.
“I’m going to sleep.” She turned away from him.
“Do as you will.” Oliver spoke softly and she was surprised that he took it so well. She gasped when a few minutes later she felt him up against her from behind slipping his cock into her pussy.
“What, what are you doing?” She gasped as she unconsciously moved rhythmically with his cock.
“Fucking you.” He said slowly as he reached around and squeezed her breasts as he moved in and out of her.
“But I told you I was going to sleep” She whispered.
“And I told you that one of my rules is that you are available whenever I want you. I want you now.” He pulled out of her and got on top of her.
“Put your legs over my shoulder.” He ordered her. She complied and was gratified to feel him in her once again. He pounded her pussy with his cock, going deeper and deeper every time he plunged into her. The both came quickly and sighed in contentment as they lay back.
“Satisfied?” He whispered to her tenderly.
“Yes.” She smiled up at him satiated and happy.
“Good.” He kissed her on the lips and pulled her into him and they fell asleep.
Chapter 2
Oliver was a lot more reserved the next morning. He had gone back to being haughty and arrogant and Alice wondered if she had imagined the soft sweet man who had held her and made love to her all night.
“We didn’t get to discuss the full rules last night.” Oliver barked at her after he had dictated an opening scene to her.
“That’s not my fault.” Alice barked back at him, annoyed at his attitude.
“Pay attention Alice.” He stared at her coldly. “You must never talk of our arrangement to anyone.”
“Why?” She looked at him stubbornly.
“America doesn’t want to find out that their favorite leading man doesn’t believe in love. That he has an assistant to pleasure him at all times.”
“I see.” She shivered. She couldn’t believe that she of all people was that assistant.
“As far as anyone is concerned, you are my assistant and my assistant only. You will never approach me in public as anything other than that. You must always remember your place.”
Alice bit back a retort. He was always able to make her feel cheap and used with his words.
“What you did last night with Maribel was unacceptable.”
She glared at him.
“Maribel Gold is someone very important to me. In fact she should be important to you too, seeing as her dad will be financing the movie, you are helping me to write.”
“I don’t want to hear about Maribel.” Alice spat out churlishly. She was upset and jealous and didn’t want to picture him with that perfect looking but dimwitted blond.”
“This isn’t about what you want Alice.” He paused to sip some water. “Maribel and I are going to be going public tomorrow, I need to make sure you are not going to ruin this for us.”
“Go public with what?” Alice looked at him in confusion.
“Maribel is about to become my girlfriend.” He stared at her with no emotion. “It’s part of the arrangement. Her father will finance my next movie and I will date her, which will help her to become famous in her own right and get her own movies.”
Alice looked at him in shock. “I thought you didn’t do girlfriends.” Her voice was low and sad.
He smiled an ironic smile. “Unless my PR Company tells me to. You don’t get to this level in Hollywood without playing games Alice.”
“I see.”
“I need to make sure that you know your place in public. I cannot have a photo in the tabloids showing you kissing me or sucking me off under the table, do you hear?”
“So we will just have a regular assistant relationship then?” She tried to smile hopefully. She didn’t want him to see how devastated she felt.
“No. Your body will still be mine to do what I please with, in the office, in the bedroom, in the car. Just not in public and never initiated by you.”
She gasped. “So I really am to be your paid whore.”
“I’ve heard that word used too many times Alice. Stop. I will not hear it anymore. You are free to leave my office right now if you don’t like the rules. Just know, that there will be no scriptwriting with me and no other position.”
She looked at him in silence. How she wanted to get up and walk out of that office. She hated him. She hated him for the way he talked to her and made her feel. But oh boy how she loved him. She studied his face and saw his jaw twitch, he was nervous that she was going to leave. As she stared into his eyes and saw his bravado, she knew he was putting on a show. This was his defense mechanism. He expected all women to leave him, just like his mother had. He wanted them to leave before he got too close, before he had a chance to get hurt again.
“I’m going to stay.” She spoke softly but firmly. “I’m going to stay because I believe in the Oliver Park I have seen in movies and interviews. The man that wants to
change lives.” She wanted to tell that she was staying because she loved him, because she would never give up hope that he could return that love one day. That he would learn to trust her.
“Good.” He smiled a quick short smile and pulled out some papers. “Now let’s get back to writing.”
They spent the rest of the afternoon talking about different characters and their pasts. Building up backstories and emotions. Alice was delighted that Oliver really seemed to listen to her and to value her opinion. She didn’t even think of their weird relationship as they spoke. They were finishing up a scene when he got the call, she watched as his face lit up and he purred into the phone.