Just Mia

Mia was a week away from school.

Her father had a big corporation named "Skye Group" and wanted her to come with him there, so he can show her the environment of the business. He was hoping she will get to love the company like he does and take it after him. Now he wanted her to start working there after graduation as an intern.

They didn't come to agreement, because she found it extremely big and boring plus all the employees were too stiff and bleak. Everybody was afraid of her father and nobody dared move a limb when he was present. The office furniture was simple looking kind of comfortable, but in a "sterile" white colour and there were no decorations anywhere. Not the place for her rebellious artistic soul.

Her father was rather insistent, hoping she will change her mind in the following months. At the end he stopped pursuing her after they finished their negotiation. As soon as she starts there, if she does of course, she will redecorate and pick come colours for the whole building. He was not happy about her requirement, but promised to allow her do it and asked her to answer him as soon as possible.

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Mia entered her Art class, looking around and noticed the new boy. Mika was babbling about him this past week when they spoke on the phone. The girl seemed to be already into Dean so, Mia decided to back off him. Their rule number one was 'never touch the other's boy".

He had a dyed black hear till the shoulders in the 80's style and black clothes, similar to hers. She went to him to introduce herself.

"Hi, I am Mia." she said with a slight grin. He was so pleasant to the eye!

"So that's Mia, the rock star, I've heard of ya from Mika. The name's Dean." He gave her a wink and a playful smile.

"Just Mia and no rockstar for your disappointment." she pursed she lips. "Mika tends to overstate the things."

Dean chuckled. "Nice to meet you, Just Mia. I would like to find out what's true about you then."

"I guess then you have to stick around to make your observations." She said nonchalantly.

"Is that an invitation?" he asked mockingly.

Without paying attention to his playfulness she replied dryly "Not really, suit yourself!"

"You are indeed the friendliest person in the world." He quietly laughed. "Mika said so."

"Oh, she did? Well then you have to live with that." She said with a little grin on her lips. "Otherwise you can't finish your surveillance."

"Now that would be such a pity." He thought Mika can't compare to this interesting little beast.

"I see you enjoy the pain." She stated sarcastically.

"More than you can imagine." He lifted a brow.

"Great, then keep everything to yourself." She started wondering why he isn't giving up already.

"That would be hard, since I am seated near you for all the classes." He put his things on their desk and sat comfortably." Aand am so good-hearted and giving. I am willing to share everything you..." He handed her a beer can with a conspiratorial look.

"This is getting better and better." she uttered to herself and shook her head in refusal. Why is her attempt to avoid him and make him not-like-her failing?

"I see you are overjoyed already about me sitting near you. I am sure you will learn to like me, who knows maybe you will start carving my presence every day."

"There is hardly any chance this to happen."

"Hardly any? I don't believe you." He noticed two thin long scars on her forearms and thought she likes to cut herself.

"You enjoy the pain, too? I can lend you a hand."

"Thanks, but no. I enjoy very few types of pain in small amounts. And it is non of your business." She saw him looking at her scars and hid them. He got the wrong idea about how she got them.

"I promise you will change your mind and fall in love with it once you try." Oh, how much pain he can give her! He was practicing BDSM for several years and was devilishly good at it. His sarcasm was rather sharp around her edginess. He very much wanted to press and provoke her further. Furthermore, he desired to press and grind himself against some certain parts of her.

"I'm into BDSM." he added with a Cheshire cat smile.

"Dream on, Dean boy." She said indifferently, but this exchange of words, really stirred her spirit and made her flower under the piercing quite wet.

He scoffed and the bell for the starting class rang. Mia looked at Mika, who was just arriving and nodded in her direction with a slight frown. They needed to talk. This guy was dangerous and Mika should keep away and be careful what she tells him. Mia took the seat near him quietly and prepared for the upcoming class.