"Never mind. I'll find him." She waved a dismissive hand at Ruby and took off in the way of Roth's office.
Ruby watched the woman not sure if she should stop her or let her go. She seemed to know her way around, and she did know the passcode. So who was she? A tinge of jealousy reared up within Ruby as she watched the other woman saunter off. With her curiosity getting the best of her, she made her way up upstairs to her bedroom.
Once inside her room, she closed the door behind her, sat at her desk, and booted up her laptop. She did a quick search on the internet for Roth. In particular, Roth and his dates. Sure enough, within a few minutes of searching a picture of Roth with the blonde woman appeared on the screen.
Ivana Vanka. Model, turned actress. Damn, damn damn. She continued her search, discovering Ivanka was Roth's most recent fling, but they reportedly split several weeks ago. Well, why is she here, and why hasn't he changed the code? Forgot maybe? Roth didn't strike her as the kind of man to overlook such things as forgetting to change security codes, but on the other hand, maybe he just didn't feel it was necessary.
Ruby was tempted to go downstairs, peek her head into his office, and offer them coffee or refreshments. Isn't that what a good chef-slash-maid would do? But what if they were in the middle of something she didn't want to know about? She raked a hand through her hair and sighed. No, she'd do nothing. She'd read a book for a while and go to bed. Simple as that, getting emotionally and physically involved with Roth had been a bad idea, and this proved it.
After walking around the room for a few minutes, Ruby decided she had to go find out what was going on in Roth's office, even though she was supposed not to poke her nose into his business.
They had only fucked, go on a date once, and outing once, nothing else. He had not said he loved her, neither had he said They should be in a relationship.
Ruby groaned inwardly, yet she needed to know what was going on. Her curiosity was killing her. Not wasting anymore time, damning the consequences, she put on her slippers, unlocked the door, and was about coming out when she saw walking towards Roth's office.
Ruby cleared her throat, getting Tristan's attention. He looked over at her from head to toe, making her cringe.
"I assume you are going to Roth's office, I think he's with someone at the moment,"
Tristan cocked his head sideways, the corner of his lip curve in a slight smile, " I didn't ask for the information."
Ruby chuckle, " Ah! Yes, you didn't. Can I know why you are mad at me? I mean, I haven't done anything to you in any way. It was Roth's idea for me to live here. "
"Roth?" Tristan scoffed, " You now call your boss and employer by his name?"
Ruby swallowed hard, not liking where the discussion was going, " he never complained."
Tristan walked over to where she was standing, " Just because he fucked you doesn't mean you are someone Worthy of him. Roth is a Playboy, who uses girls anyhow he wants. Get it into this pretty little head of yours that you are not his last. You know why, because right now he cock is currently deep inside ivana's pussy"
Tears stung ruby's eyes as Tristan gave her a piece of his mind, the tears blurring the image of Roth's office from her view.
Not wanting to confront Roth or find out what was going on in his office, Ruby rushed into the bedroom, slamming the door behind her.
****
"You're a fucking asshole Rothdam Dimitri!" Ivana snarled storming out of his front door.
Closing the door behind Ivana, Roth let out a loud sigh of relief. Fucking' finally! He was seriously having doubts he would ever get her out of the house without calling security. Ivana wasn't the type of girl to take rejection well so when he'd decided to end the relationship, partly to sexual incompatibility issues, but mostly because she was a self-centered snob, she'd been less then thrilled, but she had seemed to have accepted it.
Until tonight.
He couldn't have been more shocked to see her strolling into his office, stripping off her trench coat to reveal she was naked underneath. She told him that she'd offer him whatever it took. She'd be his sub if that meant they could try again. He knew she could never be a sub and that still didn't fix the biggest issue. He really didn't like her all that much.
Why ruby let her onto the property without consulting with him first was beyond him, but he intended to find out. Doing a brief sweep of the main rooms and turning up empty on the ruby's front, Roth took the stairs two at a time as he made his way up to the second floor and headed straight to her room. The door was open and the light on. Roth was pleased to see she had stayed up, despite it being past midnight.
"Hey Ruby... I'm sorry about that interruption," he began as he strode into her room. Roth skidded to a halt as he caught sight of Ruby curled up in a ball, still wearing her jeans and snoring soundly with a book in her hand. A warmness washed over him as he stood in the entryway of her room watching her.
The greedy part of him was tempted to wake her, but he simply didn't have the heart to. Walking as quietly as possible across the room he bent and took the book from her fingertips - some sappy romance novel with a steroid pumping goon holding a sword on the front cover - dog-eared the page she was on and set on it the night table. Grabbing the top of her knit blanket he pulled it up over her, to her chin, and then leaned down and kissed her on the temple.