I was so excited I could hardly contain my excitement as I read the email a second time.

"Dear Ms. Lockheart,

We are pleased to inform you that your application has been accepted for consideration. The position of Executive Assistant Will be very demanding, much of the time there will be long outs and we are looking for someone that isn't afraid to get their hands dirty. The CEO is a very important man and requires someone that can make decisions on what needs his attention and what doesn't.

We will be conducting interviews Tuesday at 9am.

Mr. Davidson does not approve of tardiness and he will be conducting your interview.

Sincerely,

Emma Daniels

HR Management"

I GOT THE JOB! I screamed to myself as I jumped up from the desk to grab my phone.

"Clara! OMG You will not believe what just happened!" I said loudly when my best friend answered.

"WHAT?! Is everything ok?"

"Yes, I got an interview! I have an interview tomorrow morning with the CE-FREAKING-O of the Davidson Technology Corporation!"

"OMG! Please tell me that we are going to celebrate!"

"I'd love to Clara but the last thing I need is to be hungover when I meet with Mr. Davidson."

"Come on, look its only 2 right now. We go out at 6 and have you home by 10. It won't be that late, you will have plenty of time to sleep it off." She begged.

I hesitated to think it over. It had been a long time since I went out, and if I get the job, I may not be able to go out for quite some time. "Ok, I'm in but no matter what I am leaving at 10." I warned.

"YAY! Get your ass over here, we have clothes to try on."

"Ok, I will see you soon."

I smiled as I hung up the phone. Clara had been my best friend since we were little girls. She was always the troublemaker and I was a rule follower. Everyone wonder how we could be friends. In school she was the cheerleader and prom queen and I was the girl that sat alone in the corner studying during lunch. I had a 4.0 GPA and Clara barely managed to scrape by enough to graduate.

Clara had helped me through my recent break up. I had been with Jake since college. We met freshman year and I honestly never imagined a hot guy like him would be interested in me. He was a 5ft blonde headed jock, but he also knew how to hold up a good conversation.

My eyes began to fill with tears as I remembered what Jake did to me.

3 months ago,…

"Hey babe, looks like I am going to get home early after all. So, I'll be home soon, I know you will probably still be at work, but I will get dinner started. Love you and see you later." I left a message on Jakes voicemail as I pulled into our house.

I was so excited. We just got our first house together and in a few short weeks we were getting married. Everything was ready and ordered. I had even gotten my dress, all that was left no was to wait and try to relax before the big day.

I unlocked the house and moved inside. But I could feel something was wrong.

"Jake?" I called, but the house was silent. He is at work, you are alone. I tried to calm myself. You are just nervous because it's a new house. I had never been alone in the house. I figured my nerves were making me feel nervous.

I dropped my purse and keys in the chair by the door and went up the stairs to find something nice to wear. It was our anniversary after all. I knew Jake was upset that I told him I may have to work late but hopefully making dinner for him and having on his second favorite outfit would make him feel better.

I reached the top of the stairs and stopped cold. A red lace bra laid at the top of the stair. What the… That is so not mine! I picked up the bra and turned it over in my hands as I moved toward the bedroom.

"Oh babe…" A female voice moaned which was followed by a deep male groan.

I opened the door…

What the fuck! Jake had some woman perched on the edge of my vanity. Her eyes were closed, and her head was tilted back, her legs were handcuffed to the legs of the vanity as Jake pushed into her. "WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON HERE?" I shouted.

The woman shrieked causing Jake to stumble back onto the floor as she tried to get up, apparently forgetting that she was cuffed to the table, which sent her to her knees.

"Jake, I told you I didn't want a threesome!" She shrieked.

"Baby, it's not what it looks like." Jake scrambled of the floor to me.

"BABY!?" The woman yelled.

I glared at Jake as he approached. "Please, baby, let me ex….OWW!" I cut him off with a swift slap to the face.

"Don't." I warned.

"Baby, please. It was an accident." He pleaded

"Oh?" I raised an eyebrow. "Did your dick fall into her on its own? Oh, and let me guess, she broke in and you managed to cuff her before you fell?"

"What the hell! Who do you think are?" the woman shrieked again. Her voice was getting on my nerves.

"Me? I think I am, or rather, I was his fiancé. And who are you?"

"FIANCE! Jake? WHAT THE HELL IS SHE TALKING ABOUT!"

"I think you two need to get out of my house." I ordered.

"Come on babe, you can't kick me out. I own half of it." Jake smiled.

"Actually." I smiled at the realization. "You don't OWN any of it. Remember when we started looking your credit was too bad." I saw it connect. "So, technically you don't own any of it. I bought all of the furniture, all of the decorations, all of the food, hell, I even own everything in your closet." I smiled as leaned against my dresser. "I will make you a deal. If you get out I the next 30 seconds and, in the morning, I will have all of your clothes packed on the porch."

"Baby?" He started to approach.

"Don't." I held my hand up. "If you don't get out then you will find all of your clothes burning in the morning. Time starts now."

Jake didn't waste any time. He grabbed his pants and shirt as he ran out of the room.

"JAKE!" The woman called. When the door slammed shut, she looked at me terrified.

"Did you know?" I asked softly.

"No, this was the first time I had been here. He said his sister and her husband lived here." She started to cry at the position she was in.

I sighed and looked at her as she fumbled to unlock herself.

"Here. Let me help." I moved taking the keys from her and unlocking her.

"I really had no idea." She sobbed and my anger gave way to sympathy. I was the only person that actually knew what she was feeling.

"How long?" I asked even though part of me didn't want to know.

"10 months." She sighed. "I should go." She collected her clothes and slipped out the door.

* * * *

I hadn't been with anyone since the breakup and I sold the house. After what he did, I couldn't sleep in the room, but I was able to get an amazing condo in one of the best parts of town. And even better I was in the same building as Clara. She was two floors below me.

I quickly moved down the hall and pressed the button calling the elevator to my floor. Flipping through my phone I didn't look up when I heard the doors open. As I stepped forward, I slammed into the strong chest of muscular man.

"Ahhhhh!" I cried as I started to fall back. I clenched my eyes shut waiting for the painful thud that I knew was coming. But it never did, instead I was suddenly encased in the man's arms. "Oh!" I gasped softly when I looked up.

His chiseled jaw was clenched as he glared down at me with sharp blue eyes.

Suddenly he pulled me to my feet and pulled away. When he stepped away, I felt a coldness. As though his body had completely encased me.

"Are you alright?" The man asked.

"Oh, um, yeah. I am so sorry!"

"Not a problem, no harm no foul." He smiled as his eyes cruised down my body. I suddenly remembered that I was in my work out clothes and my top was nearly see through.

"I, um… I should go." I stammered as I crossed my arms over my chest as I tried to step around him.

"Wait." He blocked the elevator with his arm. "What is your name?"

"Amberly." I whispered.

"Nice to meet you. I am your new neighbor." He smiled devilishly as he dropped his arm and walked away. I slowly stepped in the elevator and turned watching him walk. He sauntered with confidence.

I pressed the button for Clara's floor and held my breath until the door closed. Holy shit! Who the hell was that?! The floor we were on was the top floor, I remember when I bought it the realtor said a couple had the floor assembled as two separate homes and the each had all their stuff in one and they would take turns on which side they stayed on.

In three months, nobody had even looked at the other condo. I had started to think I might be able to keep the floor to myself.

"OMG! You will never guess what just happened!" I yelled as I threw Clara's door open. She was standing in her kitchen half naked.

"What?"

"Someone bought the condo across from me!"

"What?!"

"Yeah and I literally ran into him getting on the elevator."

"I take it he must be super-hot?" She looked at me with a raised eyebrow.

"What? Why do you say that?" I asked but I could feel the heat in my cheeks.

"You don't blush at least not since the 8th grade." She smiled. "You know what, I think we should go to your place. I'll grab the dresses for tonight." She ran from the kitchen and I quickly followed.

"Clara NO!"

"Too late, I decided it's happening."

"No. Cara. Please." I tried to grab her arm as she rushed past me with an arm load of dresses. But she was too fast and was out the door and at the elevator before I could stop her. "God Clara, please put on some clothes!" I begged as she pulled me into the elevator.

"Oh, come on, I have swimsuits that show more than this."

When the elevator opened, I grabbed her and pulled her out, running into the familiar chest from before. FUCK! NOT NOW! My brain screamed silently as he caught Clara and me.

"Well now, we should really stop meeting like this." He smiled as he released Clara but continued to hold me into his body. "I am starting to think this is something you do."

"Oh…um…no…" I stammered. "I…sorry… Um… I'm sorry, I didn't mean to…"

He let out a low chuckle. "No worries, angel."

My cheeks flushed at his name for me. He released me and turned looking Clara over. She pressed her body tightly to the wall.

"Lovely to meet you." He smiled before stepping back on the elevator.

"Wait!" Clara stopped the elevator from closing. "What is your name?"

"You can call me Sam." He answered her question but stared at me. His eyes felt like they were staring into my soul.

Clara pulled her hands away and allowed the doors to clothes. I stood frozen in place, wishing desperately that the doors would open and bring him back. NO! You just got out of a relationship you don't need this and there is something totally wrong with him. He is dangerous. My mind warned. I finally looked at Clara, she was watching me wide eyed.

"HE. IS. GEORGOUS!" She screamed at me. "And he is so into you!"

"What? No, he isn't!"

"Girl you were only ever with Jake, I can promise you that the way he looked at you, he wants you." She picked her dresses up off the floor. "You are so going to do him; please tell you are!"

"No way! He is my neighbor and that would be way to awkward." I said as we walked toward my door, but I can't say it wasn't a tempting idea.

For the next few hours we tried on dresses and got dressed.

"OK, so we are going to a club in the city. It will take about 20 minutes to get there. But I was thinking that maybe we could go in early and get a bite to eat first. What do you think?" Clara asked as she fiddled with my curls.

"Sure." I said as I looked in the mirror. I had been born with fantastic natural blonde curls and my hair had gotten long, Jake hated me having long hair but two years ago I started growing it out again and I was glad I did. Clara had taken care of doing my make-up and for the first time in a really long time I felt truly beautiful.

"You look beautiful." Clara said as if she sensed my feelings.

"Thanks." I smiled at her reflection. "Ok, that's enough touchy feely. Let's go eat." I smiled as I straightened my dress. Clara had decided on a short, red, sequined dress and I was in a white dress with silver beading. I chose it mainly because of the nickname Sam had called me, Angel, it seemed to stick with me. The husky tone, and the way it almost sounded like a threat.

We drove to Akadia, it was listed as one of the top three restaurants in the city. In our outfits we had no trouble getting a table.

"So, tell me about this club. I didn't know that there were any in this part of town?"

"It's new. Some billionaire in his 30's bought an old warehouse and turned it into a club."

"Would be nice to have that kind of money. What's the name of the place?"

"Get this, Garden of Eden." She giggled. "I haven't seen it yet, but I am really hoping it has some freaky twist, or else this guy is way too into the bible."

We laughed as the waiter took our order.

We ate and laughed. I could tell that Clara wanted to talk more about Sam, but I managed to keep her off the topic.

* * * *

When we got to the club there was quite a line.

"Ugghhh…" I groaned as we took a place in line. "We are going to be out here forever!"

"Look the line is moving pretty quick, just chill, it won't be that long."

We were in line for about 20 minutes and had barely moved and I was about to complain when I man walked out of the club toward us.

"Ladies, I am looking for Amberly." He asked looking between us.

"Um…yeah, I'm Amberly."

"Ah, very good. You and your friend are to come with me. A VIP has requested that you be escorted in." He unhooked the rope t allow us out of the line.

"Who is the VIP?" Clara asked.

"I am sorry, but I am not allowed to give you that information." He said as he turned to go back to the door.

Clara and I quickly followed.

I gasped as we entered. The place looked like a fairytale garden. Dancers were half naked on stages all over. Suddenly I realized the name Garden of Eden was a misdirect, all of the dancers were dressed in red and wore horns on their head. The waitresses had the same horns and wore black dresses that had red tails attached.

"I think I am in love with the guy that made this place." Clara was staring wide eyed at the other side of the room.

"Oh my god!" I gasped when I saw what she was looking at. A woman was hanging from the ceiling, spread open for the world to see. Part of me wanted to look away but the look of intense pleasure as a man stood behind and rhythmically pushed into her as her body rocked back and forth. His thrusts were timed for maximum impact as her body swung back, he pushed into her.

"Enjoying the show?" Someone whispered into my ear from behind as he slowly pulled me away Clara.

"I…" I hesitated, not knowing who it was I didn't want to answer, and I was also terrified of turning around. "No…" I gasped as the man ran his hand over my thigh and up under the hem of my dress.

"If you can't answer I need to find out."

"No!" I stepped away and turned pushing him back. What is he doing here! I turned to see Sam standing behind me. He was dressed in a slick dark red suit. "What do you think you are doing?" I snapped.

"Well. I asked a question, and you didn't answer." He stepped so that he was an inch away from me. I could feel the heat of his breath on my face. "So, did you?"

"What?" I whispered as I got lost in his eyes.

"Did. You. Enjoy. The. Show?" He asked slowly as his hand ran down my cheek.

"I…yes." I mumbled.

He smirked. "Good. You should get back to your friend." He nodded toward Clara who finally realized that you were no longer by her side.

"What happened?" Clara asked as I rushed back to her side. "Is he stalking you?"

"I have no idea." I tried to push away the feeling of his hand on my thigh. "Look, let's just have some fun ok. I think we should start with shots."

"No kidding." Clara laughed as we moved to the counter.