Chapter 2

Desdemona

Being under someone you love is an incredible feeling.

Being under someone who loves you in return is even more amazing.

Now getting beneath someone you truly despise and loving it is another story in itself.

"Aren't you going to sit down?" He asked with his eyebrows raised.

"I prefer standing." After a pause I added sir.

"Very well." He tapped his fingers kn the desk. "What's today's schedule?"

"You have a call at ten am with the…"

"Make sure it goes to voicemail."

I nod. "Then lunch with your parents…"

"Cancel it."

Well someone is in a grumpy mood. "What's men's equivalent for attendance?"

He lifted his eyes to me. "What?"

"If I was having such a sour mood you'd ask if I am on my periods. What's your equivalence to that?"

His eyes pierced mine and I thought I should have kept my mouth shut.

"Sorry,sir." Adding that last part always felt heavy on my tongue.

"Schedule my fitting for Friday afternoon,pick up my dry cleaning this evening at exactly five, reschedule the meeting with the new client to Thursday instead of Friday and make dinner reservations for tomorrow. Clear?"

I starred at him.

By now I be used to it but I am not. I did not sign up to be his personal assistant. I signed up to be an assistant manager at the least.

"Yes, sir." I murmured the last part.

He went back to his work and I remained there waiting for him to bring up last night.

I watched his fingers move as he typed into his computer. I swallowed hard as the image of those fingers tracing every inch of my body crossed my mind.

"You have nothing to do?"

I do. I have lots of calls to make and documents to go through because apparently that is also my work.

But the deed should not be left unsaid.

I breath in deeply and blow air out of my mouth.

We are adults and we are going to tackle this as mature ones at that.

"Sir?" I called just as he said,

"You didn't have enough of last night I see."

My eyes go wide in surprise.

I did have enough,I am not complaining. Given different circumstances,I would ask for more. But we are here now and that's not how we are supposed to approach this.

He pushed his chair back and was on his feet moving towards me.

A part of me wanted to move back. The other part stubbornly remained there wanting to know how far he could go. And desiring to prove myself as bold.

"You've been eyeing me since you walked in here," he tucked hair behind my ear. "What on mind,babe?"

Babe. How easily it slipped from his mouth. How pathetically it made my heart pound.

His hand rested on my check,I felt hot. Too hot for a cloudy day. He leaned in and whispered to my ear, "What's on that mind,babe?"

His warm breathe caressed my skin and I felt my body shiver. My stupid,weak body giving in to desires as mother puts it.

I felt his hand firmly on my lower back. He tugged me towards him and I did not fight back. His body pressed against mine. And the loud thumping of my heart kept on getting louder.

Then he leaned forward. Because I have no sense of pride nor self control,I leaned in too.

And he kissed me…on my forehead.

I opened my eyes wide, starring at him. He gave me a wink and a small smile.

"You want more?"

Of course I want more. His lips on mine,him dominating the movements ad everything else. Yes,I want more, but I'd be damned to verbalize that to him.

I opened my fists that were resting on his chest and pushed him away.

Not forcefully,but enough to give him the idea that he needed to step back.

I cleared my throat. "I do value my personal space that you seem to value too."

He chuckled sat against his desk. "Let's talk about last night."

"Yes. Yes. Let's do that."

Silence

He raised his brow in a questioning manner.

Wait. He does not expect me to begin,does he?

I bite my tongue and hold his brown eyes.

He smiles. "How was it?"

No. That is not the correct question.

I coughed.

He laughed.

"Well how do you want us to talk about it?"

Suddenly,I had nothing to say.

No,I had a lot but my lips refused to move and I could not find my voice.

He pushes himself from the desk and he was infront of me."Then I'll tell you how it was. How your body reacted to my touch. How you writhed beneath me,opened your heavens to me and received my blessings."

I used my hand to fan myself. Seeing his burning gaze on me,I drop the hand. "You don't know that." I say almost chocking on my spit. "Let everyone talk about themselves."

A chuckle escaped his lips. "Oh,but I do know." He was back to caressing my cheek as the other hand held me in place. "But above all I know that I am the cause of the wetness beneath your legs."

I open my mouth to speak but whatever I was planning on saying died on its way as his lips crashed with mine.

A moan escaped my lips as he pressed his body against mine and deepeend the kiss.

No this is all going in the wrong direction.

I need to stop this before it all ends up with him inside of –

"Ah." I moaned as his finger slid into me.

No.

But it feels so good.

He is your boss,you are in his office. No.

Good point.

"S –stop."

And he did. Immediately. I almost whined at the action but I asked for it.

He stepped back and held my face in his hands. "Are you okay?"

And more than anything I hated the look on his face at this moment.

He does not care so he should not look like he does. "What are we doing?"

"I am making you feel good and your sounds and the way your body reacts makes me feel good."

I sigh."Can last night not repeat itself? We were both intoxicated and…"

"You don't have to explain it. It's okay."

That was simple.

Now that we have that out of the table time to bring in another one. "I need an allowance."

He crosses his arms. "Payment for last night?"

My mouth opens. I close it but it opens again.

"An all—" I scoof and look away. I turn back to face him with my forehead scrunched. "How is me asking for an allowance relate to last night? What do you take me for,Ettiene. I mean,sir."

"My personal assistant."

"I am your employee not some prostitute who…" I gasp failing to complete my sentence because of the anger seething inside.

"You have not even finished a month,what do you need the money for?"

I have bills to settle. Lots of them because apparently mother has catered for nothing. Also,she thinks I missed the designer bag that was in the lower drawer,but I didn't. Only that I had no energy to argue at that moment.

"Personal reasons."

"Let your personal reasons wait for a month. We can talk then."

He turned to leave.

I opened my mouth to scream at him but then a random fact choose to hit me instead.

We did not use protection last night.