Chapter 8

Lila's pov

Everyone had also gone quiet, their eyes staring at him with curiosity. I shifted on my seat, certain if they traced his eyesight to where I was seated…I would be done for.

And just like that, his eyes went back to their normal cold state, intimidating every soul that stood close to him. I leaned my head on my hand, my frustration glaring. I wanted him to suffer, I wanted him to regret every word he had said that day… but it seemed my brain was right all along. 

I was always going to be nothing more than his sex toy. A very temporary one.

He continued his lecture and one time I heard him say something like “discipline in the workplace.” and I rolled my eyes at the statement.

A few executives shifted uncomfortably, thinking the statement was made at them, but I knew all too well it was for me. He wanted me to know two could play at my game. He wanted to see me falter like I wanted him to.

So that prompted his next action. He called up Claudia who was just seating two chairs behind mine. He wanted her to demonstrate the financial profits through the graphic displayed on the screen.

But that wasn't what angered me the most. It was how his hand wrapped around her waist and then pushed her to the front. I didn't miss the smirk on her face as she explained everything, Alex directly behind her, the front of his body pressed against her own.

It was like watching a scene from Fifty Shades. I wasn't the only one who noticed it, because the next minute, the room that once filled with keyboard clatter grew completely quiet, everybody's eyes widened at the scene in front of them.

My chest tightened, and I felt my heart twist so painfully, I found it heard to release a breath.

I watched as his hand stayed on her waist, rubbing small circles against the fabric of her blouse. Heat rose up my chest and my legs trembled, warning me to run out of the room. 

But I stayed, watching his hands slowly creep to the front of her blouse before moulding his hands to her boobs…while everybody watched.

I felt mad…betrayed and bitter all at the same time. But that wasn't all. There was something else lurking in a dark dark place in my system. It made me watch how his hands roamed her body, how his lips lingered in the top of her ears and how she threw her head back in pleasure.

It made me cross my leg back, because my pussy had begun to throb again.

Alexander turned back, and his dark eyes met mine. Instantly, he recognised the jealousy boldly written on my face.

“Leave,” he growled next. His eyes were angry, but I couldn't tell the reason why.

Because I was the one who had every right to be angry.

But ignored him and instead bent down and packed all of the things I had brought for the meeting, the same time everybody scurried out of the conference room. 

I reached for the door knob with a trembling hand, and I began to twist when his voice stopped me.

“Except you,” he sneered. I froze, but I didn't turn to look at him or Claudia who was still standing by his side, a victorious smile on her face probably.

“I have work to attend to,” my voice came out bitchier than I planned and I twisted the knob to open the door.

“Move a step out of that door, and have your life destroyed in a minute.”

I gasped and turned back to him. “You can't force me to stay here!”

“I can…or would you like to visit the HR on that?” 

“This is not fair–”

“Shut the fuck up and close the door,” he said and I immediately shut the door, not willing to also let anyone find out what was really between us. Though Claudia seemed to have summed everything up herself. I turned to her to see her wearing a blank face.

“Strip.”

“Wh-what?” Claudia and I spat at the same time. Alex's eyes glowed and the next second he had his hands wrapped around Claudia's neck, her eyes widening with fear.

“What did I say about questioning my order?” He growled before spamming her to the wall.

“A-Alex,” she begged, her body trembling with what seemed like fear. I stood there, confused.

What was going on with Alex?

He ignored her and then dragged her to the centre of the room where the long conference table was. 

“Strip,” he ordered again, and this time she obeyed without any hesitation. “And you… sit” 

He didn't look at me, but I knew the last statement was directed to me.

“Ale…” I tried to call his name but before I could , he walked up to me in unimaginable speed and grabbed my neck

“You want to see me break, don't you?” He growled. “You want to see what gets me weak…you're looking for that line that holds me together.”

I shivered against him, his warmth fueling a deep desire even when all I wanted to do was to punch him and flee the room. Flee away from the company, from the city and anywhere where his presence threatened me.

“I fucking hate you,” I spat on his face.

He chuckled and grabbed my waist with his other hand, pressing me harder into his chiseled body. “No, you don't hate me. You only hate how your body reacts to me.”

His eyes stared deep into my own, like he's trying to read— like he can see exactly what I'm thinking. Exactly what I feel for him. How much I burn for his touch and how far I would be willing to go to have him just for myself.

“I see the question in your eyes, little bird? You want to know if I crave you like you do me? You want to know what I truly hold for you…”

“Yes,” I whispered, too deep in it to lie to him. “I want to know. Tell me the truth”

“The truth…it would burn you. Can you handle it? I know you want it— you aren't as innocent as people see you. I saw the way your eyes darkened when I held her. You want to watch me fuck her, don't you?” He chuckled darkly again. “That makes you extraordinary, but not even that trait would save you from how deep I can get. It would not save you from my desire or obsession for you. You won't be able to handle me, little bird.” He unwraps his hands around my neck. “Not the sex, not my jealousy, not my anger…and most certainly– my love.”

“So run now. Run and don't look back. Because if you accept to be mine, that would be the end of you.”