Fifty Shades Of Andrew Biersack

- “You called Alternative Press Magazine and made them offer me a job?” I was angry.
- “Yeah, so what?” Andrew shrugged and argued back.
- “Why do you have to interfere with my job? I told you, I like my job at the daily magazine!”
- “Your boss is apparently an ass, making you do loads of work for being late. I’m not even sure that’s accepted in the environment act!” Andrew glared down at me with brows low and intense eyes. I took a step back and stared at the floor, still mad but more careful. “You don’t even have to work. I can cover all the expenses you need.” He mumbled
- “No, I don’t want your money, Andy! And I don’t need any favors either, I’m a grown up woman who can take care of myself, thank you.” I stuck my nose up in the air and glared out through the window of my apartment.
- “No doubt about that. Always so stubborn, miss cox.” He mumbled

I walked into the building and was met by a receptionist in black hair and tattoos.
- “Can I help you?” she looked up at me with green eyes and black make up. She was gorgeous.
- “Yeah uhm, I’m looking for Christie Vaught. I’m here for a job.” I mumbled feeling way out of place with my blue jeans and knitted shirt.
- “Hold on a moment and I’ll get her for you.” She clicked a few numbers and dialed her office. “Yes, this is Mia in the reception, you have a visitor.”
I just stood there waiting and suddenly a large door opened and out walked a woman in her thirties. She reached out her hand and welcomed me.
I was guided into her office and sat down, placing my bag on my knee.
- “So, you’re interested in the job?”
- “Uh, I… I don’t know.”
- “It requires some field work but I’m sure that you’ll be settled in quick. Hence you’ve worked on the daily magazine.” That fabulous smile though. Was everyone in this business gorgeous?
- “Oh uh, I’m actually not a journalist in that matter, my primary education is editor, ma’am”
- “Oh, I see. Well, I’m sure we can fit you in here at the office as well. If you want the job it’s yours.”
- “You don’t want a CV or something?”
- “I got safe sources.” She winked at me and I smiled a little and felt bad for probably stealing this job from someone who actually wants it.
- “Think about it and get back to me by the end of the week.” She reached me her card and I took it and stared at it for a moment.

I returned to Andrews house and even if I was excited I was still mad at him for interfering with my work. We’re not even a couple, right?
- “So how’d it go?” he said and leaned backwards at the end of the couch with his hands in his pockets.
- “Fine, I guess. I actually came here to ask you once again, to please not interfere with my business. I don’t think you have the right to do that, considering…” I thought for a moment and searched for the word. “… considering our situation.”
- “And what would that situation be, miss Cox?” he gave me a wry smile and stood up. He walked up to me and cupped my face. “What are you doing to me?” he smiled. I glared at him and his hands started to moved over my body. The feeling from his touch made my whole system work. He kissed my neck and moaned.
- “Your smart mouth will get you in trouble one day, miss Cox.” He whispered on my skin. I managed to crawl out of his grip and moved away.
- “Come on.” He said and tried to grab my hand. I walked away and to my surprise he walked after me. I ran to the other side of the table and stared at him.
- “Really? You wanna play games with me, miss Cox?” He frowned annoyed. Damn that deep voice. He made a move and I ran away and he crashed on the couch.
- “You’re killing me Nikki!!” He roared and I couldn’t help but smile at him from the kitchen counter that I was now standing next to. He turned his head and glared at me. “If you want to play games, I can play games Miss Cox.” He stared at me from underneath his low brows and gave me a wry smile. Holy moses! That smile! I started to regret denying the sex opportunity. But I figured I’d get plenty of time.
- “Don’t forget we’re going to dinner at my parents house tomorrow.” He said and stood up. “I’m taking a shower.” He said and walked into the bathroom.

I stood left alone in the great living room and I furiously threw my stuff on the couch. After a few minutes my stomach roared at me and decided to scour through the kitchen for something to eat. I opened up the fridge and helped myself with some cheese, butter and eggs. I whisked up an omelet and by the time I was finished the bathroom door opened.

Out came Andrew with his half mullet wet combed backwards. His upper body was shirtless and a pair of sweatpants was hanging loose from his hips. I dropped my jaw and noticed he wasn’t wearing any underwear underneath. His V-line was shown and he flexed his chest muscles a little as my eyes rested on every part of his body. He walked up to me and breathed warm on my neck.
- “It smells wonderful” My skin heated up and every hair on my body stood up in attention.
I eagerly turned around to catch his lips with mine but he quickly put up a finger to my lips
- “Hush! I can play games too miss Cox” he lifted an eyebrow and gave me a wry, evil smile. Damn! My whole body was thirsty for his touch. What to do now? My inner goddess smiled viciously as I glared at him.
You wanna play? I can play games that will make you beg on your knees, Mr Biersack.

Notes

Soooo is it just me that would want to see Mr Biersack play a role in a fifty shades movie?!
I'm getting lost in my own story,.. Damn!! xD haha

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