Addicted To Him

Addicted To Him (His touch gives her Joy

In a large room, which looks like a meeting room.

There was a struck of silence in the room, everyone kept staring at each other, they were so sure that something was wrong.

"Is she having trouble sleeping?" One of the staffs in the room muttered in a very low tone.

"I don't think so, she might be going through an heartbreak" another added.

"What is the big deal about it, she experience heartbreaks every freaking month"

"Do I care, that doesn't stop her from paying me at the end of the month so keep your mouth shut and face what concerns you" a lady, gorgeously dressed snapped at the other's and they rolled her eyes at her.

Always acting like a boss- one of them thought

"Ma'am?" A lady in a blue dress moved closer to the beautiful lady seating in the middle on the cabinet.

"Ma'am?" She called again but she doesn't respond, rather, she didn't hear her.

"Natasha?!" The lady called out angrily, removing the respect from her name and she jolted out of her deep thoughts.

"Oh my God!, I'm so sorry, I..." She stopped, rubbing her face and her face was swollen because of what just flashed through her.

"Ivy?" Lisa called out to the the lady who cut in her thought earlier.

"Finish this up, I'm tired" she mumbled into her ears and got up from the chair, whilst picking up her purse from the table.

"The gossip gangs?, Don't forget to go to the disciplinary office to write down what you gossiped about me" she mumbled when she got to the door.

Holy fuck!, Did she hear them?

"I heard every single thing, don't miss it out when writing it" she scoffed and left them to solve the rest amongst themselves

Who's this lady?

Well, her name is Natasha, the most beautiful being you'll ever know, she's a badass, doesn't care about who she talks to or insult and you definitely can't offend her and go Scott free.

Even though she was thinking so deeply, she could still hear what other's in the same room didn't hear, that's Natasha for you.

She's the CEO of Goldline company and was in the middle of a meeting with her staffs when she suddenly drives back into what she saw earlier on Instagram.

**

"Natasha?" Ivy called, dropping the file angrily on the table.

You could call Ivy her best friend, or the only friend she had had her whole life, Ivy is also her Personal assistant.

"What's it?, Is the meeting done?" She tilt her head, removing her jacket and she jumps on the couch.

"No it's not, do you think I'll be here if I don't end the meeting with your crazy employees?" Ivy arched her brows, rolling her eyes as she takes a seat beside Natasha.

"Our crazy employees, half of them were actually signed in by you" she retorted but glanced away immediately after getting a hard glare from her friend.

"What's wrong with you?, Do I need to take you for a check up?" Ivy asked, dragging her up.

"I'm okay, I was jus.." she stopped halfway, not sure if she could let this out.

Of course, her friend was going to find out whatever it's she was hiding, just not sure if she wants her to know yet.

"It's fine if you wanna pile it up in your tummy, I'm meeting up with Jackson" Ivy smiled and tried walking out.

"During working hours?" Natasha snapped, her eyes half opened.

"If you know how you're looking so scary right now, you would get into the bathroom, wash your face and get a good sleep, instead of poke nosing in someone's else relationship life" ivy snapped at her and she pout her lips in embarrassment.

Whatever, relationship isn't for her.

After Ivy left her office to meet her boyfriend, she walked into the bathroom, still not sure if she could believe what ivy said about her face looking scary.

"Oh my God!" She screamed, realizing how her face looks so swollen..

"Wait, something has to be wrong with this mirror, I didn't cry, why's my face like this?- she thought, touching every inch of her face.

She rushed out of the bathroom and went to the calling center to connect to her service girls..

"Hello ma'am, this is H..

"Just cut it off with the introduction, bye" she ended the call abruptly, felt like throwing the phone against the wall.

Did she just call to say that?

I actually want them to have a look at how I look but when the light on the phone screen went off, she knew her friend was saying the truth.

**

"Trevor!" A tiny looking lady called, seeing someone she's seen for a while.

"Wait, do you know me?" He snapped at her, stopping right in front of her.

"Of.. course..I do, why do you think I'll call you if I don't know you?" She giggles.

"Well, you might have a whole lots of reasons to, maybe you need some cash or you want me to fu*k you" he smirks, moving closer to her and the girl landed a hot slap on his cheeks.

"Oh my god!, Did I just slap Trevor?" She quizzed rhetorically and he watched her in annoyance.

If he could just grasp her tiny neck and swap it to the left, she'll be long gone.

"Someone's gotta be crazy for dating a cheap mini beast like you!" She snorts at him and tried walking away but gets pulled back by someone.

"Iv.." she didn't finish her sentence when a slap landed on her face.

People around were starting to think that they were into a slapping competition, of course, anyone would think like that.

"Who's crazy?, My friend is crazy?" Ivy half yelled, holding her by her collar.

"She's, do you want me to say it again?, I was only trying to get close and he labeled me like a slut" she defended.

"Then you should have just insulted him alone, why drag Natasha into it?" She scowl at her but all she did was rolled her eyes.

"I'm not ready for you, hey, what are you doing here?" Ivy turned to Trevor who seems to be holding his cheeks from the slap he got from the lady.

"Is there a restriction order that says I can't come in here?" He quizzed, glaring at her.

"Well, there's not, but, we might make it because of people like you" she taunted.

"Looking at you close up, you look more beautiful than I thought" he smirks, peering into her eyes.

Can this man ever change?- she thought, waiting patiently for him to touch his cheeks so she could show her what she's capable of doing.

"Argghh!!" He suddenly cried out in pain, he crouched down to the floor, his right hand on his thigh as he cries out in pain.

"Natasha?" Ivy gasp out in shock at her friends sudden appearance.

"You can file a complaint that I hurt you, you'll end up losing the case at the end, Ivy let's go" she said and swirl to leave, living Trevor in a stupefied state.

* * * * **

"Natasha?" Trevor called, making then stop on track.and she felt really bothered to turn back at him.

Does he needs me to kick him in the face?- she thought, unclasping her finger's from each other.

Ivy stared at her because she wouldn't want her to cause a trouble in front of the company, it makes zero sense.

"Just leave him, he's not worth your attention" Ivy cautioned, holding her hand.

"Really?, He's not worth my attention but he's worth my kick, let me do this and we'll go" Natasha gave her a smirking smile and removed her hands from her slowly.

"Trevor, I'm promising you this, if I ever set my eyes on you again, your company will go down with you" she felt herself calming down as she threatened him.

He left the scene and the girls were both walking to nowhere in particular when the bumped into a man

"Doctor Justin?" Ivy gasp in shock as she saw him, Natasha didn't say anything but she kept looking at Ivy's face.

"Good afternoon Miss Nat" he smiled and bowed.

"Natasha!" She corrected, crossing her arms over her tummy.

"I'm here for the weekly check-up" he mumbles, snubbing whatever she said earlier.

Wait, did he just ignored my correction?- she thought to herself.

"Isn't that supposed to be on Sunday?" Ivy cuts in, realizing that Natasha was going to snob him like he did to her.

"Yeah, I have some issues and I might not be available" he rasped, ruffling his hair, ivy found him handsome and sexy but he looks annoying to her.

"Whatever, stop treating me like a sick person" she stamp her feet angrily and stormed away.

Ivy stayed behind to talk to Justin.

"I'm sorry I asked you to come, she's been acting crazy since morning" they bother giggled as they walk behind her.

"I don't think she's stressing too much, she's just taking some meaningless things into thoughts" he explained and ivy nodded her head like a lizard even though she didn't understand him.

She was like; what's he talking about, just get my friend to be okay, she wished that could come out of her tiny mouth but it won't.

"Are you here?" Justin called to her and she jolted our of her unrealistic thoughts.

"Yeah, I'm sorry" she giggled and glanced away.

When they got to the elevator, Natasha stood lifelessly, staring at herself in the elevator mirror.

"What's she doing?" Justin let out in a whisper and Ivy shrugged her shoulder.

Of course, she doesn't know it too, so why's he asking her?- she thought and raised her lips.

"Ivy, do you think I look thinner?" Natasha asked and the two of them acted like they weren't talking to each other.

"Umm, I don't think so" Ivy replied in a suspicious tone and giggled continuously as she walks to her.

Justin just had the look of that professional doctors, you know how those 100% doctor used to look like.

He's probably the most handsome and hot doctor in his hospital, some call him sexy doctor, some call him hot doctor, whatever you call him is in your call, his only job is to treat you.

"I don't know why he always has this bone face, does he ever laugh?" Natasha mumbled to herself as they hopped into the elevator.

"Can you just stop making me feel like I'm in the hell?" Ivy blurted as she pressed on the floor they were heading to.

"What hell?" Natasha snapped, rolling her eyes at her.

"This hell, you both are making this place feel so hot and tense, is it a must you act so cold towards each other?" She half yelled but the only response she got was a grunt from Natasha.

***

"Did you have a good time at Goldline?" A woman in her mid-fifties asked as she placed her bag on the chair.

"Good time?" Justin queried, narrowing his eyes.

"Good time my foot!" He hit his leg at the box in front of him.

"You should learn how to smile, maybe you'll stop getting on her bad side" his mom uttered and glanced down when he shot her a deadly glare.

"My job is to treat her and not shine my teeth at her, why are you here?" Someone can be so good at changing topics, Justin is their boss in that.

"Your brother called..

"For?" He cuts in abruptly, drawing the small file on his desk closer.

"He..." the mom stopped halfway, staring into his eyes if she could say what she came here for.

"Mom, if it's money, my phone is there, you can do the transfer yourself, I have a lot of things to work on" what a filial son?, His mom would have did as he requested.

But, that's not what she's here for.

"Did you know Stephanie?" She asks curiously.

"Of course, why won't I know her?" He snapped and she licked her lips nervously.

"She's pregnant" she blurted out.

"Congratulations to her.." he said sarcastically.

"But how's that any of my fucking business?' he arched his brows, his eyes fully fixed on his mom direction.

"He's pregnant for Jamie"

"What??"

* * * *

"Oh!" He let out after a long silent, rolling his sleeve.

"Congratulations to them" he mumbled, standing up and his mom stared at him awkwardly before releasing a sigh.

"Is that all you gonna say?" She quizzed, but he wasn't going to answer her.

Infact, he doesn't intend to say more on what he just heard, did he ask him to lay with a girl?

"I'm not going to be at home tonight, so don't bother coming to my place" he rasped and left her alone in his office.

His mom hands dropped to her waist and her eyes traced his back as he walks out on her, she almost couldn't believe what just happened.

The door creaked open and she thought he came back to solve it with her but to her disappointment, it was a nurse who came to get something.

"Is he heading to the theatre?" She asked the nurse who seems to forgot what she came here to got.

"No, he's attending to a patient" she replied, twitching her nose.

"Take me to him" his mom ordered, getting ready to go with the nurse.

"Um.., ma'am, you can't go into the VIP area, it's just for the patient's and the doctors" her face sank into disappointment again and she picked her bag and walked away sluggishly.

**

Justin hopped into the elevator, he was on his way to check a lady who was brought in last night by her husband's family because she had a seizure.

"Justin" he bit his lips, why? He regretted not taking the second elevator.

"Hi" he replied faintly.

"You ignore me during working hours and after working hours, what must I do to gain your attention?"

"Die!" He replied bluntly and truthfully, he didn't mean to say that.

"You want me to die?" Joan freeze on spot, staring with her wide eyes.

"Yeah, you know, I'll always remember you that way" he lied, intentionally provoking her because he doesn't mean it at all.

"Justin!!", You've finally gone mad, I won't die" she snorts and stormed out angrily when the elevator stopped at the VIP floor.

Geez!, Is she coming here too?- he thought, crinkling his forehead and his two hands were in his white gown pocket as he made his way to the lady's room.

"Don't come in!" He stopped as he was about to pull the door open.

"I'm here to attend to you, if I waste a minute, I won't diagnose well" he rasped but the lady inside seems less concerned.

He was getting annoyed and soon he pulled the door, he turned away immediately when he saw the reason why he wasn't allowed to come in.

"I told you not to come, now that you're here, you might as well check me out" she sniffled and rushed to wear her top.

He couldn't look at her as he did what he came here to do, the lady pulled the zipper to half of her chest, Justin could see her b00bs.

This isn't the first time, he has met lots of crazy patient's like her.

"You'll be loosing here" he snarled at her when he was done.

"What do you mean" she tuck a strand of hair behind her ears.

"If you like get naked, I won't go near your honey pot, married woman aren't my type" he retorted coldly and the lady's face was full of anger.

"Get out!!" She yelled angrily, closing her zipper.

"Why did you try to seduce my man in the first place?" Jean was hearing the whole thing they said and opened the door swiftly.

If it was on a normal day, Justin would have yelled at her for interrupting or coming into his patients room but, right now, he needed her badly.

"Your man?" The patient crossed her arms over her chest, staring at Jean in a ride manner.

"I should let the company management know about this..."

"The management, do you mean the director?" Jean quizzed, staring at Justin.

"He's the director here, let's go, you're done with her right?" She wrapped her hands in his arm and gosh, she felt so happy.

When last did she touch him this way, Justin felt uncomfortable but he had no choice.

When they got out of the room, Jean was too lost into it and forgot to release her hand from his hand.

"Let go now" Justin snapped, coughing to get her out of her Dreamland.

"I know" she smirks wickedly.

"I'll treat you to dinner, I'm not sure when" he said ruefully and walked away.

Jean stared at her backside for so long, the kind of look on her face feels so possessive, she wants him.

She once own him, not anymore.

***

"Aren't you going home?" Ivy asked as she packed her things.

The tired looking Natasha just say in Ivy's office, her legs crossed over each other and she sips the Americano slowly.

"I think, I'll have to say a goodnight here" Ivy rasped, clearing her throat.

"Goodnight" Natasha replied bluntly, making Ivy feel startled.

So, she heard me all this while?- Ivy thought.

"You have to come early tomorrow, I'm visiting my mom" Natasha mumbled, standing up and walking towards the door.

"She called for you?" Ivy queried.

"No, I just.." she stopped.

" I want to ask her why my life is like this, what I did and who I offend??" She half yells, all the tears she's been holding in begins to come out.

"Natasha...

"Don't try to calm me, as my friend, did you find any solution to it?" She countered, her eyes full of tears.

"You have a boyfriend, I don't have and if I'll have, we'll definitely break up in a week" she laugh hysterically, anyone would think she's crazy.

"Just calm down, it's no one's fault" Ivy mumbled and touched her shoulder.

"I'm sure I'm the very first person to have boyfriend's that are much than my age, I'm just 23 but I've had 29 boyfriend's already, when will I ever get the one for me" she falls to the floor, she was hurting, so badly.

She begins to sob, her hands on her face.

Ivy watched her, she felt like crying too but she didn't wanted to add to the problem on ground.

"Should I just go poor?, Maybe they'll look at me for once?" She raised her head.

"No baby, you don't need to do that, just believe that there's someone out there that's truly going to be yours, yours alone" a friend like Ivy, so rare.

"I believe you" she hum, sniffling her tears and she moved closer to ivy and they embraced each other.

"How about we go clubbing?, To cheer you up, are you in?" Ivy stared at her, praying deeply that she doesn't rejects her off like she has always did.

"I.."she stopped halfway.

"I'm in"