Greyson

SAGE SLADE IS BY FAR THE MOST DIFFICULT GIRL

I've dealt with women who've stalked me, thrown things at me, constantly bombard me with messages asking about the status of our relationship, and then of course the one's who instantly fall in love with me and cry when I explain to them we were nothing more than a one night stand.

Even so, Sage takes the cake.

Unfortunately she is right, I could never love her the way she desires to be loved, I'm not a man who's accustomed to 'love'. My Father had never shown any affection, my Mother died when I was at a young age, and Hamilton is an ass. Dawn may be the only one who truly cares about me and even that's not enough to repair the damage.

"Mr. Blackstone." Brooke knocks on the door to my office.

Brooke is my new assistant, the one Dawn hired for me preferred working closer to home, and the towers are much farther than the school. So I didn't blame her and Dawn found work for her at the school.

The assistant I hired is the complete opposite of what I should have asked for. At first I wasn't even going to interview her since her looks immediately distracted me but after seeing qualifications I couldn't pick another person for the job. Which is difficult because this tower is priority and I cannot mess anything up because I want to lay Brynn, again.

"Yes?" I say, my eyes glued onto a variety of papers.

"I'm on break." She informs me.

I stay silent, focused on my work, waiting for her to say something relevant.

Realizing that I didn't care the first time, Brooke repeated. "I'm on break."

My attention slices to her and I lean back into my seat. "And?"

"You've explained to me that..." She closes the doors behind her. "when I'm on break I should report to you immediately."

Oh, I see.

This was indeed true.

"Sorry, I'm busy." I inform her but take note her willingness to please her boss.

I've hired a slut, just great.

A smart slut with a Columbia background.

"A few minutes won't hurt, plus you've been looking very stressed sir, and we can't have you that way. It's bad for your health." Brooke pushes, then starts strolling towards me.

I look her in the eye as she seats herself on my desk.

A desk we've had sex on.

"If you're trying to seduce me," I say. "stop."

"Why?" Brooke leans close into me.

"You do understand I am your boss." I explain to her.

"Okay, sir, then boss me around in other ways." Brooke grins, her face inching towards mine.

Brooke waits for me to say something, but I don't, so she doesn't hesitate lunging in for a kiss. I don't fight her off and instead pull her closer.

"I refuse to fall in love with a guy who will break my heart."

Brooke reaches for my tie and pulls it off while I quickly unbutton her shirt.

"Your lifestyle...being a ladies man and being around all these beautiful women and sleeping around..."

I push everything off the desk and push Brynn onto her back.

"I can't do that to myself..."

She reaches for my pants.

"I want to love someone who will truly love me back..."

I throw my shirt off then slam my lips onto hers.

"Though I know I'll never get that since...you know."

Suddenly I stop.

I stop and stare at the barely clothed girl on my desk.

"Fuck!" I snap, slamming my hand onto the desk.

"What's wrong?" Brooke asks, breathless.

I've never cared about the feelings of another woman. They know what they get themselves into when they're with me but Sage is different. She's forced to marry me, a fucking manwhore when she should have someone who's capable of loving her.

"Get out." I say.

"What?" Brynn leans in. "Sir, what's wrong let me help you—"

"I said get out!" I growl.

Brooke looks at me with a mixture of fear and confusion but listens and slides off the desk, fixing her outfit. When she looked presentable enough she storms out and slams the door closed behind her.

"Fucking Slade, I swear." I fall back.

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When I arrive home it's midnight, admittedly, I should have stayed in my office since there was a secret bedroom built within it for late nights like this. However, I'd unfortunately just worry about Sage all night and if she's going to get ridiculously angry at me for it.

At this point I should be used to her being angry at me, but I'm not.

I walk to my room to grab something out of my closet to sleep in. Quietly I maneuver through my clothing in the dresser making sure not to wake Sage up. As soon as I grabbed a towel and an ensemble to sleep in I stood up and glanced at the bed making sure I didn't awaken her.

Something wasn't right.

Confused, I walked towards the bed because I didn't see Sage, instead all I stared at was a made bed. She didn't go to sleep? I shook it off and left to room to the Living Room, maybe she fell asleep in there.

She wasn't there either.

"Sage." I called out, searching through the condo.

Not the Bathroom

Not the Balcony

Not the Kitchen

Not anywhere.

"Sage!" I yelled, getting angry.

Immediately I storm to the home phone and dialed security.

"Hello—" Todd answered.

"Where the fuck is Sage!?" I snapped.

"With me." Todd said. "I called you several times to inform you."

Shit I left my phone in the office.

"Where are you at midnight? And why did you leave when I didn't give you the OK to?" I growled.

"She said she needed some feminine products urgently, sir, and there was no one who could get them. So I escorted her myself." Todd explained.

I sighed. "Sanders couldn't get them?"

"No, Casey took a sick day, so Sanders is the only one." Todd informed me.

I rubbed my face stressfully. "I apologize for speaking harshly to you, you did nothing wrong."

"Sorry sir, I wouldn't have gone but I have two daughters and had to take her." Todd says.

"It's okay, just bring her home safely." I say, then hang up.

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Ten minutes later the door opens and I hear Sage. "Thank you, Todd."

As soon as I see her I sigh with relief, who knew I could worry so much about someone. I'm definitely more tense than I'd like to be, Brynn was unfortunately right.

I'd yell at her but she did nothing wrong and honestly I'm so tired I just walked to the bathroom to take a quick shower and go to bed.

Before I walk in, Sage clears her throat. "I'm sorry if I've worried you...and for going out so late."

She's apologizing...to me!?

My eyes widen.

"But I really needed some Advil and girl stuff, so, I'm just telling you. I had to go because it'd be weird sending someone for this stuff." She explains to me.

"No need to apologize, as long as you are safe." I say, then walk into the bathroom.