Flames Of Passion In Los Angeles

Ana POV -

A week has passed since James got discharged from the hospital. I looked after him the whole week he had off. Liam helped me here and there and Grace would visit and help out whenever she could, but being that she is a nurse, her job didn't allow her to help us out as much as she intended to.

We all keep on telling her that it is okay, that her job is... really... more important than us. She has to look after a dozen patients, so it is completely understandable.

The doctor advised James to rest and take the week off until he feels better, as he said, a week will do him no harm whatsoever.

I have been strictly following what the doctor has said, while for James... I couldn't say the same. He kept on saying how he is better, even though I believed him, I didn't want something to happen to him. I didn't want him to injure himself, so I'd force him to not do as much physical activity. Instead of running, we would walk, I forced him to take it back a notch.

But along with the physical activities, the doctor advised us to keep our s.e.x.u.a.l activity down to a minimum until James gets better. Meaning that a whole week as passed and he didn't even look at my cleavage, let alone my n.a.k.e.d body.

Today is Monday, the beginning of a new week, James is off to work while I am at home, his home. Alone.

For the week he had off, we had a few serious conversations based on everything he was hiding from me. If I am going to be a part of his life, I need to know him and by the end of each conversation we had, it turned out I didn't know nearly as many things as he knew about me. We have talked about what he hid from me, but I didn't have enough strength to open up about the one thing I hid away from him. Me cheating on his with his brother...

I can't tell him... I can't bear the consequences that are to arise if I told him. I decided to keep that one secret away from him, to protect him, to protect us.

This is all getting more and more complicated. Once I was begging for steamy, dramatic moments in my life. Now I am begging for everything to calm down.

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Right now, it is 12:25 PM, I am getting myself ready to go to James as he invited me for something, he said it is a surprise. To be completely honest, I am more so scared than excited for this surprise of his, I feel like something bad is going to happen.

I curled my hair, got some nice clothes on me and now I am just touching up on my make up, adding on a bit of lipstick, a bit more eyeliner here and there. To give that final touch, I spray on some sweet perfume, James's favourite.

Before heading to his office, I must get some coffee, he emphasised 'must', meaning something is not going his way today. Or it's just the lack of s.e.x.

I don't ask him what happened, I don't want to be nosey, so I just do what I was asked to do. Coffee.

Since I don't have a car, I call a cab and within minutes it arrives.

I take the passenger seat beside the driver.

"Where to, miss?" I see a young man sitting behind the wheel of the cab. He has his eyes on me for a prolonged time, either waiting for me to answer or just liking what he sees.

"Umm... Euromania Industries, Inc..." I say, hoping it is the name of the building.

"O'Neill Corporations, you mean?" The young driver corrects me.

"... Yes, yes that is it. Sorry.".

"No problem, Miss... Just make sure to fasten your seatbelt.".

I nod my head before looking back up and out the windshield.

"Ana..." I say.

"Sorry?".

"My name is Ana, you can call me Ana. There is no need to be overly polite, makes me feel old.".

I hear him chuckle. "My name is Kyle..." he replies. "Nice to meet you, Ana.".

"Likewise...".

"Kyle, I just wanted to ask you if we could stop by a coffee shop. I know how stupid this sounds, but... Mister O'Neill does not like when someone does not bring him his coffee... and that someone being me," I say and in reply, I get some manly, amused snickers from him.

"That will be no problem. I guess a cup of coffee for myself would come in handy.".

Minutes pass before we turn into a half-empty parking lot by Starbucks.

He speaks into his radio before turning off the vehicle and getting out of the car. He locks his cab once I am out and that is when we began making our way towards Starbucks.

"So what coffee does Mr O'Neill prefer?".

"He loves his triple shot espressos with a bit of sugar and a slight tint of milk.".

He seems surprised. Reminds me of me when I first found out what coffee he prefers.

"Honestly, I am not surprised..." he begins, "a strong coffee for a busy boss like him...".

"Yup..." I agree. "Thankfully I don't have a profession as stressful as his.".

"And... what drink does Ms O'Neill like?".

I strike a look at his smug face. H-how...

"How do you know?...".

"Firstly and I think it is the most obvious clue, you live in the same house. Also, don't get fooled, Los Angeles looks huge, colossal in fact. That does not stop the word spreading that 'James O'Neill, the CEO of the biggest airline manufacturing company has a new girlfriend' like wildfire.".

"Right..." I reply, feeling dumbfounded.

We enter the Cafe and head towards the tills to order. I am the first to order followed by Kyle.

Once we both get out orders and pay, we head back to Kyle's cab. Once we both enter the vehicle, he starts up the engine before continuing our way to James's building.

Within minutes, we come to a halt by a giant building which is James's building for definite.

"Well, this is it, Ms O'Neill. Thank you for being such a great sport," he says, with a big smile patched on his lips.

"Please, as I said, Ana will do and you are very welcome. Thank you for the ride. How much do I have to pay you?".

"Well, the ride is altogether 30 bucks, but because of the small stop and because you manage to brighten my day, I'll charge you a 10," he replies.

"No please, take the 30, use it for the petrol at least, please.".

He looks at me, hesitating. "Ana, are you sure? Others would be amazed by the deal and would gladly accept it.".

I smile at him. "Well, I am different.".

"Thank you so much, Ana. I owe you one." He replies with an even bigger smile.

I exit the cab with the two cups filled with coffee in my hand.

"Thank you once again, Kyle. See you soon!!".

"Bye, Ana.".

He drives off. Leaving me next to James's huge building. I look up, to the very tip of the building or so I try to see the very tip, but I can't. The building seems like it could reach the outer space! (FYI, just a hyperbole).

Here comes nothing.

I begin my way towards the entrance of this huge building. I go up some steps before reaching a marbled footpath leading to the entrance.

Once I reach the glass doors, the automatically open, allowing me inside. Once I enter, I walk over to a woman that is behind a counter. She has light hazel hair that neatly hangs down in beautiful curls. Her face is like... Like the face of a good person, a good friend. Reminds me of Andrea... God do I miss her.

Before I could continue digging through my thoughts, I get interrupted by a soft, kind voice. Her voice.

"Miss, welcome. How can I help you? You seemed a bit lost.". I look up at her, my eyes are met with her ocean blue pearls. How can a woman look that good?

"Yes... I-I am looking for Mr O'Neill's office," I reply.

"Oh, you must be Ms Lazarevich, right?" she asks me.

I just nod. How does she know!? I am assuming James briefed her...

"Please follow me," she adds before leading me towards a lift. Once we enter, she presses the buttons 5-0 on what seemed like those buttons on an ATM, yeah that. Immediately the doors closed. "Going to Floor 50," I heard an animated voice call out. Within seconds, we began rising, going faster and faster.

"So how do you know Mr O'Neill, if you don't mind me asking of course.".

I am hesitating whether to tell her the truth or to hide it from her or just to not answer at all.

"You are that lucky girl, aren't you?" she asks me.

I turn around to her just to be met with her friendly smile.

"How is he? People tell he is hard to control..." she asks me amused.

I giggle slightly before answering. "Well... he is very sweet, very loving, honest... I can trust him. I know he would never do anything behind my back...".

When I finish my sentence, I can see the woman's face redden slightly.

"Are you okay?" I ask her.

She just nods before giving me a reassuring smile.

"I am glad Mr O'Neill has found someone as good as you...".

I smile back at her. "I am glad too...".

A minute later, the elevator stops, reaching the fiftieth floor, the doors open moments later, revealing a modern hallway, moments later the scent of the building hits. Expensive perfumes and colognes is what the hallway smells to me, a very pleasant smell.

"Mr O'Neill's office is not too far away from here," the secretary says as she continues leading the way. I just follow her.

"Sorry... Miss, I didn't get to know your name" I ask the secretary.

She immediately turns around. "Oh my, I am so sorry, where are my manners. Elizabeth, my name is Elizabeth, but many know me as Beth or Liz.".

"It is very nice to meet you, Liz," I tell her.

"Likewise, Ana..." she gives me a smile before continuing leading me towards James's office.

We arrive within minutes.

"Here it is..." Liz says, looking at the big metal tag on the door, reading 'James O'Neill. CEO.".

For a second, I felt goosebumps soar through my body as I just now see how much power he has.

"This is sadly where we go our ways. I hope to see you again, Ana. It was a p.l.e.a.s.u.r.e meeting you," Liz says with a genuine smile on her face.

"Likewise, the p.l.e.a.s.u.r.e is all mine. Thank you so much, Liz.".

"Just a note, when you knock it might take a minute before he answers, just so you are aware.". We both giggle before she leaves, heading back towards the elevator.

Okay, why am I so nervous? I take a deep breath before knocking twice. I do as Liz said. I wait.

Seconds pass before...

"Come in!". I hear a familiar voice. I force the door handle down before pushing the door open.

The door uncovers a busy James behind his computer. He does not lift his eyes off the device. I close the door before heading towards James. I see he still hasn't realised it is me in the room. Perfect for something I want to do.

"Mr O'Neill, your coffee is here...".

I see him freeze at the sound of my voice, finally lifting his eyes off his computer screen. A smile grows on his face.

"And so is my beloved Ana...".

He stands up before walking towards me, grabbing the two cups that are in my hands off me, placing them on a small coffee table by his work desk before returning to me and grabbing me viciously into his embrace. The old James is back.

"F.u.c.k... you smell so f.u.c.k.i.n.g good, you know that?".

His lips touch my ear as his strong cologne is doing all the wonders of this world to me and my body.

"Ahh... where were we last night...".

I have no other choice but to give in.

"Right... I wanted to f.u.c.k you...".

Milliseconds pass before his lips begin penetrating my neck, causing loud m.o.a.ns of p.l.e.a.s.u.r.e and frustration to come out of me.

He stops in what seems like only seconds have passed.

"Yes m.o.a.n for me, mmmm. I'll make you scream my f.u.c.k.i.n.g name and don't worry, nobody can hear you. Not through my soundproof walls." He takes a second to look at my face, satisfied when he noticed my jaw dropped.

"You know, Ana. You are in trouble... big trouble...". I can feel him grinding his hard c.o.c.k against me.

I let out an abrupt yelp when I felt a spank on my left b.u.t.t cheek.

"Making me wait was a big mistake baby, you know that, right?". His gentle yet savage whispers cause my arousal soar to new, foreign boundaries.

"What is my punishment going to be this time, officer?" I ask him, biting my lip. I am eager to know how rough he is going to be this time.

He looks into my eyes before giving me another spank, resulting in me releasing a m.o.a.n. This time he strikes my right b.u.t.t cheek.

"Now, I will make you wait for tonight... Tonight I have a surprise. I am sure you will like it. Since you love rough play.".

I pout when he lets me out of his embrace. "Thank you for the coffee, by the way, it is muchly appreciated.".

He walks over to the coffee table, fetching his cup before sitting back down at his table.

"Now, about that small surprise...".

My mood very quickly changes from l.u.s.ty to nervous as I take a seat on the leather chair, across from him.

"I have heard that you got fired from your previous job, is that right?" James asks me. I notice how his tone changed from a l.u.s.ty and arousing, to cold and formal.

I nod. "Yes... James...".

He looks up at me before smiling at me.

"Okay... I have some good news for you. Since my previous PA left, sadly, I have a free slot. It can be yours if you want it. But note, if you do accept this job, I will never let you out of my sight." He moves closer, into the table, closer to me. I notice his voice turn l.u.s.ty for a second before it returns to being cold.

"I... I don't know...". To say the least, I am surprised. His proposal took me by surprise.

"Listen, if you feel like you haven't made your mind up yet, feel free to think about it for a few days and you can tell me when you have an answer. I know this may have taken you by surprise, but it is a pretty good job.".

Wait... when I am returning home, to Serbia?

"Wait, James?... When am I going back home?".

He remains quiet.

"James?".

He looks down as his keyboard.

"Answer me, please. When am I returning home?".

"Ana... I want you to count L.A. as your new home...".

"Wait, wait, wait... my new home!?".

"Yes, you have settled in so nicely, plus you will now have a great job with great pay. You have a brighter future here. I am not saying that Serbia nor Germany bad places where there is no future, they do have a future. But you just have way more opportunities here, in L.A. I am sorry. I should have told you this, but if I did, I knew you would say 'no'. I want to offer you what is best for you. So I am sorry if my actions were selfish, but I want to offer you the best life. Especially now that you know your boyfriend is a millionaire.".

I must say, his actions were selfish, but his heart and intentions were in the right place. So no matter how selfish his decision was, I am glad he made it. He is not lying when he said that he is offering me my best life because that is what I will get in L.A.

"Thank you... Thank you, James.".

He looks at me confused.

"You... you aren't angry at me?..." he voices.

"Oh, I am, but now that I know the reason why you did what you did. I don't have a reason to be mad at you or at least a reason that is good enough.".

"Well... cheers to that..." James says holding up his cup. I quickly grab mine before we gently touch out cups off each other.

After that, I drive my cup towards my lips and just as I am about to take a drink...

"OH SHIT!!" I feel something warm go down my c.h.e.s.t. I instantly notice a brown stain. My coffee.

"CRAP! I don't have any tissues on me, but there are some in the bathrooms. one of them is right outside my office," James says as she leads me towards the door of his office.

"I'll be right back..." I tell him.

"Take as much time as you need, love," he replies.

I run out when I suddenly hit my shoulder off someone.

"Watch where the f-... Ana?..." I instantly recognize the voice. Gabrielle.

"Gabrielle..." I mutter under my breath.

"I never thought that we would meet... again..." she says.

"I hoped we would never meet again..." I reply. "Now if you will excuse me, I have something more important to do...". I walk past her and into the bathroom before she could fire anything back at me.

I sigh in relief when I hear the cl.i.c.k.i.n.g of her shoes, indicating she is off.

Anyways. I clean myself up before exiting the bathroom and heading back towards James's office.

I knock briefly on the door before entering a second later.

"Ja-" I am cut off when I see Gabrielle s.u.c.k.i.n.g James's face off. I see James freeze when he sees me by the door. I begin backing up, shaking my head.

James pushes Gabrielle off him. "Ana, please... it... it is not what it seems...".

My head begins spinning, I begin feeling dizzy.

"Gabrielle. GET THE F.U.C.K OUT OF MY OFFICE!" James roars at her as she runs out, but before she passes me, I see her giving me an evil smirk.

"Ana, please... I am sorry..." He begins closing up on me.

"No... stay away from me... please...".

"No, Ana... please-".

"Stay away from me, James!" I scream out before breaking into tears. I turn around and rush towards the door, but I don't even make it halfway when I get pulled into him as his arms wrap around me.

I begin hitting him, wanting his to let go of me... but he does not. His gentle hug is still upon me as he is taking in all of my hits. With each of my hits, I notice that I am slowly giving in and once I hit him my final hit, I hug him back.

"I am sorry Ana. I am...".

I continue crying into his shoulder. I am mostly hurt by the fact that for whatever reason James kissed Gabrielle, I don't want him to fall for her again. It hurts me because I know that she does not want him for who he is, she wants him for what he is. A very wealthy millionaire.

Minutes pass before I calm down. I am still in James's embrace when his phone breaks our bonding time.

"F.u.c.k..." I hear him mutter under his breath, causing me to chuckle. He turns around upon hearing my giggles and gives me a big smile. Then he answers the phone. I try not to listen to the conversation, but my temptation to listen after all wins.

"Crap... okay... okay, I'll see what I can do. Thank you, Elizabeth for bringing it to my attention.". Seconds later he ends the call.

"Have you reconsidered my job offer, Ana? I am asking because I need a PA... urgently...".

Immediately, I blurt out. "Okay, I'll take it...".

What!?

"So it is sealed, you are accepting the job?".

I nod.

"Words, baby. Use words...".

"Yes... yes I am taking the job.".

"Good..." he replies. "Very good...".