Isabelle's pov

I wake up to a knock on my door. Turning over in my bed I look towards the sound. fml.

I check the time 8:00am. Stumbling over to the door I open it, rubbing my eyes.

"Hello" I mumble.

"You're quite cute when your tired" a familiar voice tells me. Confused I look infront of me. Ethan Dolan..

"Oh. Oh my gosh. Mr.Dolan I'm so sorry I didn't know it was you. I should have changed." Looking down at my pajama shorts and tank top, I blush.

"No worries Isabelle. It's early and I had no reservations for stopping by."

He looks beyond the door frame into my house. I suddenly become brutally aware of the state that my house was in, it's a disaster. Clothes everywhere, my bed a mess.

"You can call me Belle if you want and no no it's not your fault." I mutter quickly.

"I prefer Isabelle. May I come in? I have important news to discuss with you." He walks past me without an invitation and I close the door behind him.

Looking around he makes his way over to the couch and sits down.

"Come." he demands. I do as told and sit across from him in a armchair.

"What did you want to discuss with me Mr.Dolan?" I ask hesitantly.

"To get right to the point, my mother has no need for your services any longer. She thanks you very much for your dedication over the past two years and hopes the best for you in the future. Your last paycheck will be delivered to your mailbox." He looks at me intensively, waiting for my reaction. I look down at my hands, embarrassed.

"Is there a reason? Did I do something wrong?" I ask. Ethan clears his throat. "You did nothing wrong. You see I was the one who suggested her letting you go-"

"Why would you do that. I need the money and I love working for her" I cut him off and give him a glare.

"I suggested it because I think you would be better off working for me, as my personal assistant. I'll pay you double" he runs his hand through his hair and stares at me.

"Oh.. well I'll thin-"

"Great. You'll be starting tomorrow. I'll have someone come by to pick up you and your luggage around 7:00 tonight." He says while standing up and walking towards the door. I scramble after him.

"Wait luggage?" I ask confused.

"Yes. As my personal assistant you will have to be with me 24/7. You will be living with me and I will drive you every where I go." he opens the door and steps out onto my porch.

"What about my house.." I yell.

"It's already been sold." He begins walking towards his car and before he gets in he looks towards me and smiles.

"I'll see you tonight Isabelle"

He drives off and I stand in my doorway confused.

6:00pm.

There's only one hour until my ride is here and I haven't even packed my bathroom supplies yet, let alone gotten dressed.

I take a moment to breath and think. I'm going to be living with a gorgeous man and working as his assistant.

I finish packing up my things and then get dressed. Burgundy skinny pants and a black long sleeve top. I apply makeup and then curl my long brown hair.

Ethan Dolan. Possibly the hottest man I've ever seen and I'm going to be living with him.

A honk erupts from outside and I struggle with my three suitcases to the door. Opening it I look out to see Ethan. He waves, then walks towards me and grabs two of my suitcases leaving the third for me to carry.

"You look nice." He says while walking towards his black range rover.

"I thought you were going to send someone to pick me up. I didn't expect to see you." I say ignoring his complement.

"I did send somebody. I sent myself."

He throws my luggage in the back and then walks to the drivers side and hops in. I place the third suitcase in the back and close the trunk. Then go to sit beside him in the front.

It took us an hour to arrive at his house and the car ride there was slow and silent.

"I'll show you to your room, let you settle in and then I expect you down stairs for dinner in an hour." He begins walking up a flit of glass stairs one suitcase in each hand, me trailing behind with one.

"I already ate.. but I can join you if you want." I say breathlessly.

"I've also already ate. It was just to make sure you have." He opens a door in a long hallway and beyond it is a room filled with pastel pinks and creamy whites. It was elegant enough that I was satisfied.

"You can change the furniture and repaint if you choose. This was my last... um.. assistant's room so I'm sorry if you don't like it." He places all three of my suitcases on the bed and looks at me.

"So another woman has slept in this bed.." I ask while feeling the covers.

"Many of women have slept in this room, but this bed is new. You'll be the first to sleep in it." he says lightly.

"How many women." I ask wonderingly.

"Many." he repeats. I look at him, confused on why he wouldn't just tell me..

"How many.." I ask again.

"12" he sighs. 12? why so many.

"And how old are you?"

"22" he simply says.

"You're only 22 and 12 women have slept in this room. How is that possible?" I ask.

"Most got better job offers.. some didn't like my work.. others just didn't like me." He walks around the bed and towards me. Peering at me through his eyelashes.

"Why wouldn't they like you.." I mumble.

"It doesn't matter I'm going to shower, I trust that you can show yourself around" he walks to the door and leaves without waiting for a reply.

I finish unpacking my clothes into the dresser and begin to think about how 12 women had been here before me. I look out into the hallway. I can hear the shower running and I take this opportunity to look around without being bothered. The first door I come to is already open and seemed to be a office, filled with red and brown coloured furniture. I wander over to the next door and open it to see a bathroom. This bathroom matched the theme of the room I'd be staying in from now on. I assumed this was my personal bathroom. I pass the door where the shower noises were coming from and to the next one over. Peering inside this room was another.

This is Ethan's room. I think.

I look towards the bathroom beside this room to make sure Ethan wouldn't be coming out anytime soon and then walk into his bedroom.

This room was made up of different gray's. He had an abnormally large bed for someone who slept alone.. but he probably doesn't sleep alone very much. He probably brings home girls often.

Maybe that's why his other assistant's left. To much noise complaint. My face flush's just at the though of him touching someone who wasn't me, and would never be me..

I sigh and turn in ny tracks to see Ethan standing in the door frame staring at me.

"By inviting you to look around, I didn't quite mean to invade my privacy." He smirks. A towel hangs loosely around his waist. Allowing his vline to show and a large amount of space just above his cock to show as well.

"I'm so sorry.. I just.. I don't really know.." I catch myself staring and then begin to walk for the door. Just as I'm about to pass him he grabs my wrist softly.

"Do you want to know why most of my other assistant's left me." He asks while pressing me up against the wall with his lower body. I'm painfully aware of how close his dick is to me and my heart begins to race as I nod slowly.

"One thing about beingpersonal assistant is fulfilling my desires.. some of my desires were to intense for them." he looks down at my body hungrily and then back up at my face, licking his lips. "What would those desires be?" I can feel my body filling with lust as he continues to look at me with those hungry eyes.

"Sexual desires." He says firmly. I can't take it anymore, I have to feel his skin on mine.

"I would be willing to fill those desires." I say back just as firmly. I wrap my arms around his neck and rest my forehead on his. He closes his eyes and then smashes his lips against mine. Ripping off my shirt he begins to kiss my neck. He fumbles with my zipper as I undo my bra. He pulls my pants down partly and I finish the job

by sliding them off the rest of the way.

He hadn't seemed to notice I was taking my bra off because when he looks down at my chest, he seemed surprised and instantly began to grab them while I slipped my panties off.

He pushes me against the wall and then picks me up so I was straddling him. I was completely naked now and he was close to it.

"A condom" he muttered breathlessly.

"Ugh just pull out" I say while kissing him. He nods and then lets the towel around his waist fall. Resting his forehead on my chest he slowly lowers me onto his hard cock. We both moan when he's fully inside of me.

"Fuck" he mumbles and begins moving his hips. I can see the desire in his eyes as he looks at me through the darkness in the room. I moan loadly as he hits my g-spot.

"Harder Ethan.. please" I scrap my nails against his back and he groans quietly, driving into me harder.

"Oh my god you're so tight Isabelle." He mutters while stopping and then turning me around to face the wall he opens my legs and then enters once again. He pants loudly as he leans over me. Driving into me like a wild animal.

"Call me daddy." he moans.

"Ugh you're so big daddy." I moan back.

"Fuckk call me it again." He mutters.

I wait a bit and just as I know he's close to finishing I moan

"Ugh fuck me harder daddy." He puts in three huge thrusts and then pulls out and cums on my back.

I pull my hair away and then rest my head on the wall, now completely exhausted. He moans loadly as he continues to cum. I let him have his moment and then turn to face him after he's finished. He walks away and collapses on his bed.

"Ugh.. now I'm hungry."

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