Eye Contact.

Chapter Eight.

Tristan's POV.

"What do you mean by saying I should quit my job?" She questioned me. She must be really shocked, but I guess she must have misunderstood me. 

"No, that isn't what I meant. You can quit this job, and then I will just help you find another one. It is very easy. I have some friends in some companies that could help with it." I had to make it clear to her. Likewise, I don't want to feel like I'm chasing her away.

I don't really want her to go, I want her to stay here. I don't know why

"Sir, as I have said, I would respect it if you would be able to respect the fact that I have a daughter that I really love, and everything we have together in common is the business." She said to me then how her head. I don't know why I am concerned with her issues.

I just feel like she was the one I slept with for the last few years. It was that scent, it would never get off my head. 

"Okay, I'm sorry if I intrude into your privacy." He apologized 

"I will get going now. I am very late." She said that, then walked out of me. I went inside my house, too.

I pray that time doesn't get here.

Immediately after I was done taking my tea for dinner, I went to bed . I need to wake up at 6 a.m. tomorrow and get back to work. I am that busy.

*****

The Next day.

I heard the doorbell.

"Did I order for anything? Who could be so early? " I wondered who was ringing the bell at 6:20. 

"Oh!" I was amazed to see Anastasia at the front door.

She really came early, I told her to be here by 6:30, and she made it. I guess she really took this job seriously.

I opened the door for her and let her in.

"0720. That is the passcode . You should enter next time, there is no need for you to knock." I gave her the code to open my door since she knew it.

"Good morning, sir Tristan. I will note that down." She greeted me.

"What can I do this morning? Are your suits ironed? What would you like for breakfast?" She queried while we both left the doorway.

"My clothes are okay, you could just help with the breakfast. You could come to my library immediately you are done with the breakfast, the kitchen is that way." I pointed to where the kitchen was.

"What would you like to eat?" She questioned me.

"I'm not sure, you can make an avocado toast topped with a fried egg and hot sauce. Can you make it?" I asked her.

"Sure, I have been at home all my life. I get to explore more when it comes to food, and I'm great at it." She answered.

"Okay then." I nodded my head. I

"Okay." She excused herself, then went into the kitchen to make me breakfast while I went to the library to look at the schedule she did last night.

I wanted to check if it was really okay for me, I haven't looked over it. She submitted it immediately; she was done last night.

I knew that when she slept off last night, she must have been waiting for me to finish my work so we could leave the company together. I wish I could read people's minds already.

That is one of the hardest powers to get as a werewolf, and it also comes with a lot of consequences. That is the next power I would love to unlock.

"Her dad's company?" I asked myself when I saw that we would be meeting with her dad's company. I wonder what kind of deal they have for us.

I guess I must have accepted to meet with them before she started working here. Did she see it at all? Perhaps, I might get to bring them together since they aren't on good terms?

*Few Minutes Later.*

She knocked on my door.

"Come in!" I instructed her.

"Should I bring in your breakfast? Or you would like to eat it in the dining room?" She inquired.

"In the dining room, I quickly want to wear my suit." I stood up from my chair and took the suit that was hanging in one corner of the room.

She helped me with the suit and tried to help me put it on. There was no way I was going to decline.

 Her hand brushed my suit, trying to make it neater and better on me.

"Where is your tie?" She asked.

"There!" I pointed to where it was, and then she walked away to get it.

"Control yourself." I said to myself when my eyes went to her ass. Why should I even be looking at her ass? She is just my personal assistant. Her ass is pretty big, she had the killer shape some men would die for.

She was putting on a tight black dress with a flat shoe. Her hair was also tied in a bun.

She knotted the tie over the neck, she had to raise her heel since I was way taller than her. She pressed the tie against my body immediately after she was done, and then we maintained eye contact.

I'm not breaking eye contact first! No way! I don't think she is ready to break eye contact either.