07- A different kind of...Thane

ELISSA’S POV

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I have never been this totally screwed. Tangled in between the fear of being caught by Thane Kensington and the excitement of meeting him again leaves me in a hot mess.

I walk through the gigantic buildings of the K empire, totally blown by my grand surroundings, heightened by the nervousness of meeting him again.

A month ago, I filled in the secretary position, and attended the interview, not knowing the boss behind the employments would be face fucking my pussy soon later.

My breath hitches as I stand in the hallway. I have been shown my desk as the secretary, with the CEO’s large office door opposite mine.

How can the world be so small?

Now, it's time to officially introduce myself to the gorgeous devil behind the large double doors. My heart race. I can't tell for sure if my disguises will help. My blonde hair is covered with a red wig and I have a pair of square-shaped glasses perched over my nose.

It's been Ava’s idea. She has warned me of how smart and intelligent that gorgeous devil is, and I should not underrate his observing skills.

Clearing my throat, I raise a fist and knock on the door. “Come in,” sounds almost immediately from inside.

That fucking voice of his. I remember it so vividly, and it sends chills to my spine.

When I open the door, his head rises to meet my gaze, and my heart starts fluttering.

He looks the same as the night of the masquerade ball, except more handsome and intense.

His blue eyes are intense, focused on mine, his mouth is pressed into a hard line. I can't find the mischievous glint he wore when slamming hard into me. He seems like a...different person. Strictly professional.

Regardless, I am instantly weak in my knees, and I fight the urge not to press my thighs together.

Just like the other time, I get freaking horny whenever I see this man. When did I turn into such an animal? Now, there is no vitamins to blame for my desires. I am a plain slutty bitch who gets all hot and bothered by the mere sight of him.

“Something interesting by the door? Could you enlighten me?” His voice sounds different. More clipped and authoritative.

It successfully breaks through my thoughts and I clear my throat. “Sorry...” Of course, I am supposed to introduce myself by now. “Good morning, sir,” I breathe with a forced grin. “I'm--”

“Elissa Rivers.” He interrupts, his hard expressionless stare almost knocking me down. I do not miss the way his gaze scans me down very briefly. There have been no emotions attached to it. But I can't stop the cheeks from turning pink and the goosebumps crawling up my arms.

“Your resume has been the most impressive. Including the recording of your interview.” It doesn't sound sarcastic or condescending at all. More like a praise with a professional undertone.

I adjust my glasses up, trying to get rid of the stupid blush. Having lost my father at a tender age, left with a nonchalant stepmother who prefers going through a pandemic to checking up on me, I haven't had anyone appreciate how hard I work.

Well, except for Ava, of course. But sometimes, I can't help but feel less in comparison to her who has a luxurious life and parents ready to support any career decision she chooses.

“Thank you, sir.” I state eventually, looking back at his face with a rather awkward smile.

He gives a nod that is easy to miss. Then he rises, bringing his tall physique to its glorious view. “The former secretary had to quit due to a certain illness.” He says, his back turned at me as he stares down at something I can tell.

I blink at that information. But before I can say something back, he turns, rounding the mahogany dark desks and leaning casually against them. His blue orbs rest on mine, their charm disarming.

“The position as the CEO’s secretary has been competitive.” He continues. “I hope I won't have to regret having taken you on.”

Thane’s words have a sharp edge to them. Like a warning, which sounds more like a threat than anything else.

I swallow thickly at the sudden tension in the air. “I won't disappoint.” Is what comes out my mouth.

A humorless smirk faintly pulls the side of his lips. “I have no doubts about that, Miss Rivers.” He sounds sarcastic.

He pushes his body was off the table and walks over to the coat hung on the rack. His muscles flex with each movement. The tailored grey coat hugs has frame in an instant. And I find myself aching to touch the ripped muscles underneath.

But his eyes seem far away. Not only that, there is an air of detachment, a sort of indifference.

“You will receive an important manual soon.” He speaks again when he is done. “For now,” he turns around. “It would be best if you get yourself familiar with some certain places and people within the company.”

“Yes, sir.” I manage, barely.

He begins to walk towards me, and I shift to the side, knowing he must be aiming for the doors behind me.

However, before he walks past me, he pauses all of a sudden.

His blue eyes settles down on me, his eyebrows squeezing slightly.

I find myself freezing. Has he noticed already? That I'm the same lady he pounded into the other night? The one whose pussy almost got ruined by his enormous cock?

Can he see right through me? That with the way he is standing so close next to me, a drop has squeezed out between my thighs? His scent, heat-- EVERYTHING is making me want him.

Then, he turns fully towards me. His gaze continues to study me closely. I dare to move, thinking that will completely shatter my disguise. Despite the situation and tension in the air, I feel even more turned on.

Heck, a tiny shameless part of me wishes he would recognize me and strip me naked right here in his office before fucking me into pieces.

“You.” Then he breaks my thoughts. My skin heats up at the smell of him; rich and hypnotizing.

He takes another step forward, then bends down, before narrowing his eyes. I completely stiffen at this, and I can't break eye contact. He must have discovered.

...Right?

Another second passes before he speaks again, with a careful precision and control. “Haven't I seen you before?”

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