Broken By A CEO

Chapter 8

Rose POV

The rest of the day I lay here on the bed with restraints. I couldn't get comfortable as I couldn't move. The oxygen mask was still on me and just before the doctor left he put a tube in my arm connected to a bag of liquid which entered my body. I didn't know what it was and I knew it wasn't anaesthetic since I would be asleep by now but nor was it painkillers as I felt the pain every where and now a ache of muscles.

Mr Brooke surely wanted me to feel like this. To be writhing in agony and crying out desperately for help. He wanted me to be punished for what I said but what I said justified not only mine but others opinion on him. He was a cold hearted man that didn't deserve love.

I closed my eyes drifting back to the scene with Anna on the beach.

It was boiling hot and we were preparing ourselves for a splash in the sea. Anna had her flowery swimming costume on while I had my sparkly rose one. My parents loved roses so they named me Rosetta. They didn't want to call me just Rose since it was very popular name so they called me Rosetta. They would pamper me in anything related to roses. Rose hair pieces, rose clothing and even rose wall paper. They loved roses. That's how they met, in a rose garden. So yeah, me and Anna went to the sea and stepped in. Anna was always faster than I was and was already about waist height in water where I was only in up to my ankles.

"come on Rose, join me." Then a splash of water hit my face and Anna giggled like a three year old. I laughed as well and the next thing she knew was that I had thrown some water in her direction. We continued to splash each other for the next twenty minutes and our parents were chatting away when we decided to go back to our parents to dry off. Mum had prepared towels for us since she knew the way we would splash about. Once we were dried up, mum went to get ice cream with Anna's mum and said she would get me my favourite, strawberry cheesecake flavour. Anna's was raspberry ripple. When they came back I put a little on my finger and when Anna turned around to face me I put the ice cream that was on my finger on her nose. We giggled and finished our ice creams before heading home. It was a great day but it was one that I miss as well.

You see now me and Anna aren't really friends, we stopped talking after high school when she had a boyfriend that cheated on her. I tried to help, I really did but she didn't want to talk and when I found that she was my coworker I was over the moon but things got awkward between us. It was like none of us initiated a conversation and I didn't like it. I missed my friend.

When the door opened I instantly loom up to see mr Brooke looking deep in thought. He also had a hint of regret on his face. Why is he feeling regret? Has he done something really bad? I feel like the thing he's done to me was bad what if he's done something even worse.

"Right in two days since you are unemployed I'm offering you a job as my personal assistant. My personal secretary does the business side of things, you will just need to file papers, organise the filing room, make coffee every day, organise my planner, arrange meetings and write notes on each meeting then process them in a word document to save." He says calmly which is odd because he was never calm. WHY THE HELL IS HE OFFERING ME A JOB? This is ridiculous.

"No, I'm not. Your not my boss anymore so shove your job somewhere else. You've caused me a lot of pain and the fact that you want me to work for you that's pathetic. Oh and if you threaten me, I will make sure that the time I'm working for you, will be your personal hell and you'll regret hiring me. I mean look at me, I'm covered in these bandages and plasters. No one should have been treated like this. Even if they were outmost rude. Violence is never the answer. I should know." I mumbled the last part hoping he didn't hear it and I'm glad when he didn't talk about it.

"Oh so now your threatening me. You know that I won't stand for it. So your going to work for me and if you don't then liquidating everything you own will be the first on my list along with ensuring you cant get anymore jobs so that you can't earn a living. Trust me do you really want that?" I shook my head and he smirked. He knew he had won this round and the fact I lost made me disappointed.

"Your cruel and vile. Why are you doing this to me? Is this all because I lied to you? If so that's horrible, I lied because you were so angry and intimidating. After all I've heard the gossip. You were a perfectionist. I'm not perfect and heck I don't want to be so if you want perfection then don't hire me because you will just regret it. I'm saying this because I don't want you to jeopardise your so called perfect work. " I replied to his comment. I tried to be nice saying this, it may have been a bit harsh but with the amount of pain I'm feeling at the moment. I'm trying to.....

"Your trying to stop me from hiring you and it's not working. In fact if you don't I'll ensure you that you can't work anywhere else and will ensure your life is hell. So for you there's no win. Either way you'll have to work with me. Now we can do this the easy way or the hard way." I nodded. He knew that I would have to lose.

He is threatening everything I have after all. Why would he do this? I offered him a life to keep his perfectionist ways untainted and innocent. He rejected that and I don't know why. Oh well.

"Yes sir. I'm sorry." I said and he nodded then produced a key from his pocket and raised it to me.

"now this key will undo the restraints. If you leave then I will know since I've hired someone to keep an eye on you at all times. CCTV is in every room except bathrooms but there are no windows in so you can't escape there. If you do anything stupid then I will have to tie you up again or have you at the side of the person I've hired which luckily for you is female." He says and I nod then places the key in the locks. He releases my legs then my hands and finally my waist.

When he noticed that I didn't move, he took the chance to comment on it.

"You know you can move, right." I once again nodded trying to keep my mouth closed since it would just produce word vomit. In the end the fight ended and I had to speak.

"I wish I could but I'm in agony at the moment so I'm just gonna leave it for now. Give myself chance to rest." I argued and luckily he didn't take offence but he did come closer to me grabbing my arm and taking a look at it. He looked angry and concerned at the same time. How does that work? Then raised my top and I thought he was stripping me but then only raised it to see the scarring. Then walked backwards in fear.

Why is he doing that? I'm so lost. Is he regretting? No that's not him, thats not him. He then went to the cupboard and grabbed a bottle of ointment. Let's just hope it's not that burning substance. I stayed still as any movement may cause more pain.

"sit up" he says and I couldn't. I couldn't even move a centimetre without pain. It's agonising but that's what happens when you fall down a big ditch. Why doesn't he understand? Oh wait billionaires don't care.

"Why do you refuse every order? I said sit up or do I have to do everything myself." He placed his hands on one arm and pushes it so it's no longer above my head but below my shoulder. I screamed as the pain in my shoulder spreads through my nervous system.

"PLEASE, PLEASE STOP!!!!" I yelled at him in pain but he doesn't stop. He does the same with the other arm and once again I scream. Why can't he realise I'm in dire agony?

My mouth was really dry as well which is a bit weird considering I'm yelling and it's hurting my throat. Great another thing that's gonna kill me.

He placed his hands on my shoulders and pulled me towards him sitting me up and I winced.

"Merde, ça fait mal!!!"I scream so loud that he probably would soon need to convert his ear drums.

"Tais-toi" crap he knows French. Dammit I thought he wouldn't know. Crap, I can't cuss since I only know it in French or English. Stupid aren't i. Once he got me into a seating position, he sat behind me and pulled me into him. What on earth is he doing?

He opened the ointment and puts some into his hands. He glided his hands under my top and up to my shoulders where he began to massage me. I'm so lost on what he's doing.

"This is a muscle relaxant it will relieve the pain." I nodded and refused to say anything that might put him in a bad mood once again. It felt so nice to have a massage from someone else instead of giving a massage to someone. I can tell why people go to spas to get it done often, it's so nice but then again it could just be me.

His hands working on my shoulders makes me forget all the memories of him being a player towards women and relaxes me. His fingers digging into my muscles untying all the knots and smoothening them down. I sigh in comfort as he goes down my arm to my elbows giving them some wanted attention.

I needed this.

He avoided all the cuts and scars, merely focusing on the muscles and joints. He let his hands do the magic as he massaged my aching body till it felt like cloud nine. A heaven that I never want to come down from. I leant my head against his shoulder as he continued to provide me with a state of ecstasy. It caressed the blood in my veins and indulged me in a sweet sensation. It was amazing and I knew that I should appreciate it now because I might never get it again.

He massaged my shoulders, elbows, back, hips, knees and feet. Of course he did have to move to reach my knees and feet so he sat at the end of the bed. He applied a generous amount of the ointment throughout and once he was done, he lay me down and placed the blanket over me.

"Now remember this, I do not take foul language or rudeness from anyone. I've never tolerated it before so I don't think it'll start now. Don't cross the line miss Greene and I'll expect you to be working in two days so you can rest. I don't like people getting hurt at all. My temper is just very short and you'll be dumb not to take note of that. So just because i gave you a massage and trying to be nice, doesn't mean you can push my buttons because trust me I will punish you." I nodded and when he left I started to cry.

I knew this game had gotten rough and he was surely gonna make sure my life was hell.