Beautifully Destroyed (6 page)

Chapter Twelve

Jeb

              My heart was pounding so hard, and my palms were sweaty. All I wanted to do was bend her over and screw her. She looked absolutely beautiful, the most beautiful woman I had ever set eyes on. I watched her as she filled out the paperwork, and pictured what she would look like naked. My cock grew painfully hard, harder than Barb had ever made it. There was just something about Toria that made me a puddle of man-mess. I’d gladly hand over my man card for just one night with her.
Knock it off, Jeb; she is your employee
. I still didn’t know what I was going to tell Sean and Barb. Barb sternly told me before I left to send Toria away. I told her I would, but looking at her at that moment changed my mind. How could I send this gorgeous woman away just because my bitch fiancée didn’t like the idea of her working for me? Toria hadn’t done a damn thing wrong to be treated like that. Even if she had been addicted to drugs, and had use her womanly ways to get said drugs, she was a human being and neither I nor Barn nor Sean had any right to treat her elsewise. I would deal with Barb and Sean on another day.

“All done. Sorry I took so long.”

“Oh, it’s okay.” I took the paperwork from her, and, as I perused her credentials, she stood to look out of the window. She seemed really nervous and almost like she was high. But I wasn’t going to say anything. I wanted to see how she worked. I noticed she had Vanessa’s address written as her own. “Do you have an ID, or your social security card?”

“No.”

“How about a birth certificate?”

She sighed. “No, my parents didn’t give it to me when they told me to leave.”

I suddenly felt really bad for her. “That’s okay. Is there any way you can get an ID?”

“I can try this week. Vanessa gave me a little bit of money, so it shouldn’t be an issue.”

“Okay, just let me know. Okay, this is on a trial base. You will work Monday through Friday from two to eleven. You will get an hour lunch from six to seven. You may leave or bring in a lunch. You must wear black pants, and the shirt you have on. Come in clean and your hair up. The rules are you are not to engage with any guest in an unappropriate manner. IE: sex or partying. No stealing, no drinking, and no drugs. I don’t do drug tests unless you give me a reason to. Are we clear?”

I saw her swallow hard. “Yes sir.”

“Now, for your duties. You will vacuum all the hallways on every floor. But you have to get it done by six pm every night. Trust me, it will take you three hours to vacuum every hallway. Also, you are to check with the front desk every hour to see if any rooms are vacant. If they are, you are to go in and clean. We change all the sheets and blankets. You are to check the laundry every hour. At nine, you spend the last two hours folding laundry, unless there is a room vacant.” She nodded. “Okay, let me walk you around,” I said as I led her out of my office. “Now, tonight you will be just doing a walk through, and then we will work on some tax forms. So, do you think you can do this?”

“I think I can. This is my first job, so I hope I don’t disappoint you. Will you be here all week to train me?”

“I like to spend a couple of days with a new employee. Please know you can ask me anything.”

“Thank you.”

I walked her through a bunch of stuff and introduced her to Marta, the housekeeper that worked the weekends. She was doing a fantastic job.

I left her alone to do some of the vacuuming and went back to the office. I sat in the chair and stared out of the window. I wanted to know her story, so I decided to do a google search. I know that sounds creepy, but she just intrigued me. I put Toria Ann Jacobs in the search bar. Why did that last name sound so familiar? What popped on the screen shocked me. Her father was Craig Jacobs. My father’s attorney. But I was pretty sure he said he only had one daughter, and I met her at a gala a couple of years ago. I needed to get hold of my father. Hopefully he would know. I picked up the phone and called my father.

“Hey son, how are you?”

“Good, just at the office working on Sean’s transfer papers.”

“So what brings you to call me?”

“I have a question about your attorney.”

He went silent. “Okay.”

“How many daughters does he have?”

“Well, that’s a strange question to ask.”

“I know, but I was curious.”

He let out a breath. “Don’t repeat this to anyone. But he has two daughters. One is about fifteen, and the other is nineteen or twenty. She’s a bad seed.”

“Why do you say that?”

“Drugs and sex destroyed her. Her parents kicked her out of the house.”

I pinched the bridge of my nose. “Have you ever met her?”

“Why are you asking so many questions about this girl?”

“Because, Father, I just hired her.”

“What?! Are you stupid? Get rid of her.”

This was the third person that told me to fire her. “I am going to give her a try. Maybe she has changed. She started working tonight and she seems to be a hard worker.”

“Well, it’s your choice; just keep an eye on her, and don’t get too close to her.”

I cut him off. “Don’t worry; I won’t screw up your business deal.” We talked for about twenty more minutes. When I was done, there was a knock on the door.

“Come in.”

Toria walked in, and my dick twitched. I knew what I was going to have to do that night in the shower. I had no Idea why I was attracted to the girl.

“I am all done with the cleaning. You told me to come in and fill out the tax stuff.”

“Yep, have a seat and I will help you with it.”

I pulled a chair up next to her. She smelt so good. I watched her fill out what she could, and then she started to bite her lip and that made me so jealous. I wanted to be the one to bite her lip. Her lips looked so delightful and I wanted to taste them. I noticed that her breathing was elevated, and I watched her chest rise and fall. Her breasts were a prefect size. I wanted to put them in my mouth and hear her moan. She looked up to me and her brown eyes sparkled in the light. She smiled at me, and I started to lean in. I had no idea what spell this girl was putting me under, but I didn’t want it to end. I got inches away from her lips and I stopped. I let out a sigh.

“If I don’t stop right now, I think I will do things to you.”

“Why do you want to stop?” she said in a whisper.

“Because I barely know you, but trust me, you are so fucking desirable and the things I really want to do right now are anything but gentlemanly.”

She closed her eyes. “Is it because I am basically homeless?”

I placed my forehead to hers. “No.” We sat like that that for who knows how long.

There was a knock on the door and I jumped back, and she started working on her paperwork again.

This better be important. “Come in,” I said as I stood up.

It was Vanessa. She came skipping in. “So how is everything going?”

“She is a hard worker; we are doing her tax forms right now.”

“Thank you. I really like it here.”

I walked over to my desk and sat in the chair. Vanessa was looking at me like she knew something was up. “Mr. Turner, what time can Toria go home? I am here to pick her up.”

“Once she is done with her paperwork, she may take off.” Vanessa took a seat and she helped Toria with the rest of the paperwork. After she was done, she handed me the papers. When I touched her hand, the Goosebumps came back and I felt a wonderful sensation run through my body. “I will see you tomorrow, Toria. Take care.”

“Thank you again for hiring me. I won’t let you down.”

I watched her walk out the door, and Vanessa looked at me once more and shook her head. After they were gone, I closed up and headed home. It was time to lie to Barb. I had no idea how long I could deal with her.

Chapter Thirteen

Toria

              I never felt this way about someone. Jeb was doing something to me that I couldn’t explain. All I wanted to do was kiss his luscious lips. He smelt so good, like sandalwood mixed with cologne.

“Are you going to explain to me what was going on?” Vanessa pulled me out of my thought. We got in her car and started to head to her house.

“Nothing was going on. We were filling out the tax papers.”

She smiled at me. “Toria, you can tell me.”

I smiled back. “I think he wanted to kiss me.”

“What?! Oh my god, really?”

“Yep, and I think I would have kissed him back.”

“Be careful. He is seeing this bitch named Barb.”

My smile disappeared. Of course he had a girlfriend. It was probably that bitch who yelled at me that first night I met Jeb. I turned to look out of the car window. There was something there, something between us. I never felt that way before. If he wanted to have sex with me right there on his desk, I would have let him. I would have lost my virginity to him, and I had never wanted to lose it to any other man before.

Once we got to Vanessa’s house I went into the bathroom, and took the pills out of my bra. I took an oxy, because I started to feel shaky, but I put the rest of them in the bag. I stripped out of my work clothes and put on a pair of shorts and a t-shirt, and then went to lay on the couch.

***

I woke up to the sound of birds. As I sat up, my head began to pound like a jackhammer against cement. I was sweating and shaking, too, and I knew it was the start of my withdrawals. I got up and stumbled into the bathroom. Deciding to finish up the old pills before taking the new ones, I popped a few. After a bout of dizziness, I made my way back to the couch to lay down until the pounding stopped.

As I lay there, my mind drifted to Jeb and the almost kiss. I wondered what would have happened last night if Vanessa hadn’t walked in. Just as I was about to drift back to sleep and dream erotic moments with Jeb, the shakes calmed down and I was able to sit up. Deciding I was hungry, I got up and went to find something to eat before I had to get ready for work.

Chapter Fourteen

The next week at work went fast. Jeb and I flirted a lot. Vanessa was moved to the night shift so she could save gas and the trips. She caught Jeb and me in moments that made it almost impossible to deny our feelings toward each other. Still, we tried to pass it off. I think, deep down, she wanted us to be together. Everything was going great. Work was great and I was learning the ropes really well. Vanessa and I were becoming really good friends. She gave me updates on Mitch, and I guess he wasn’t doing well. He was throwing up blood and was having really bad withdrawals. Vanessa thought I gave up on the drugs, but deep down I was just hiding it really well. I did need to make a run soon, but I had no idea how I was going to do that. Maybe when she went to see her brother the next day, I would head over there.

It was Friday, and Vanessa and I were walking into the building for our shifts. We did our normal routine of clocking in and walking into the laundry room to start the day’s work. Everything was going well until after dinner.

“Hey Vanessa? Mr. Turner wants to see me at my lunch, so I will meet you in the dining room in a few minutes.”

“Okay. I will order you your favorite sandwich.”

As I drew closer toward the office, I could hear yelling coming from the room. I didn’t know if I was supposed to wait or knock. I stood there for a minute, and when the yelling stopped, I raised my hand to knock and then the door opened. Standing there was my nightmare.

“What. The. Fuck. Are.
You
doing here?” She grabbed my arm, and I tried to pull away from her, but her grip was too much. “Jeb, you told me you fired this whore.”

My heart sank, and I looked at him and the shock on his face. “Barb, I was going to fire her, but she really needed this job.”

I was just standing there in utter shock. I tried to walk away, but Barb stopped me. “You better not go anywhere, skank. We are taking care of this right now.”

“Mr. Turner, I can leave if you want me to,” I said as the tears stared to form in my eyes.

“You don’t have to go anywhere, Toria. You are a hard worker, and have given me no reason to let you go.”

“WHAT?!?!”

“Barb, calm down.”

She walked over toward him, and I just stood there as if I was glued to the ground. “You will not tell me to calm down. You will do as I tell you and fire her. If you don’t, your father can kiss that deal goodbye. Also, you can kiss
me
goodbye.”

“You know what? Fine! Get your shit out of my condo tonight and get out of my life. I don’t give a flying fuck if my father gets that money or not. I will not fire Toria, and that’s final!”

She looked at me, and if looks could kill, I would be dead. “I can’t believe you would choose this homeless whore over me.”

When she walked passed me, she pushed me and I hit the ground with full force. “Oh, Toria, are you okay?”

I started to sob and he wrapped me up into his arms. “I swear to you I am not a whore. Yes, I made horrible choices in my past, but I am not a whore.”

“Shh, don’t let her get you down. She is nothing but a selfish bitch that has no life.”

“What is wrong with her?” Vanessa said from down the hall as she walked toward us.

“Barb.”

“Oh no. Is she okay?”

“Yeah, I am going to take her back to your place, if that is okay. I am going to give her the rest of the night off.”

Vanessa reached in her pocket and handed Jeb a key. “Here you go. Please stay with her until I get home.”

“I will.”

I watched Vanessa walk out of the office, but said nothing. Jeb helped me up and we walked to the elevator. Some of the guests were standing out in the hallway looking at me. I really hated when people just stared. We got to his
Mercedes,
and he held the door open for me and I got in. On the way to Vanessa’s, I was quiet. I felt ashamed. I really did need help, but I didn’t want to have to go through what Mitch was going through. I would continue to do the drugs until I was
ready
to quit.

Once we got to Vanessa’s, I turned to Jeb. “You don’t have to stay.”

Jeb got out of the car and walked around and opened my door. “Yes, I do. Now, let’s get you inside.”

Once inside, I excused myself to the bathroom. Once I was in there, I took another pill. I just wanted to stay up all night. I changed out of my uniform and put on a t-shirt and a pair of yoga pants. When I walked to the living room, I saw that he was sitting on the couch. I went to sit next to him.

We sat in silence. Then that was when his lips slammed into mine. I let out a little moan. He pulled me onto his lap, and I put my hands in his hair. When I did, he moaned into my month. He ran his hands down my back. Then something told me this was wrong. I pulled back and looked at him. “I hope you don’t think I am going to fuck you.”

He got a puzzled look on his face. “No, no, I just wanted to kiss you. Those lips have been calling my name for a week now.”

“Okay good, because I am not that type of girl.”

I got off his lap and sat on the other end of the couch. “Jeb, I am not the type of girl you would want to get involved with.”

“Why do you say that?”

“Listen, you already know I was homeless. My parents kicked me out when I was seventeen. I am a no body.”

He took my hand. “Let me get to know you.”

“What if you hate what you find out? I am damaged, a destroyed soul.”

He held his head down. “Toria, there is something about you. I can’t put my finger on it just yet, but I will. You may say that you are damaged or even destroyed, but damn girl, you are beautiful. You are
beautifully destroyed
.”

I blushed. “I have demons, stuff I can’t tell you right now. But promise me you won’t give up on me. And don’t push me. I have a problem, and it’s a problem that could kill me. But I’m not ready to move on from it right now. Just don’t push me, please. I will deal with it in my own time. Promise me.”