CHAPTER 10

Melio's POV 

Now I am in agreement with the fact that my boss is sadistic. Why enjoy my torture so much? Well I would not give him the joy he so much desires from my predicament. I mean we are required to wear heels right? While in the car I didn't bother looking at him, for the first time today nothing seemed off and everything was very quiet, awful quiet I must say. I could feel him burning holes into my skull, like what's stuffed up his butt? 

"Aren't you supposed to fax my emails while seated here?" I looked at him in disbelief. Not in the head space to argue with this overgrown baby, I simply answered;.

"Sure thing boss." I replied obviously rolling my eyes.

"Seems you need someone to teach you how to behave properly". For some reason this gave me a strange kinda feeling. I felt the heat build up, and the air for some reason became dry, I parted my lips slightly to help support my nose with oxygen.  

"Cats cut your tongue now Miss Blanchard?" There was something alluring about the way he called my name, it sounded soothing, very beautiful. I could not help but take on his features, fuck this man is beautiful and he knows it, I allowed my eyes move sluttishly on him, like though I was trying to draw him up in my head. I was lost in thoughts when a masculine scent invaded my sense organ.

"Careful now, I feel violated already." He said in almost a whisper. I out of fear did let out a sound I am pretty sure was a moan.

"Well, I see you have a thing for making beautiful sounds now." I felt utterly embarrassed, not only was I eye fucking my boss, I even had to moan to the thought. 

"Sorry sir, did you say something ". I asked pretending to be lost in my thoughts. This earned me a sly smirk. God I wished I could reach out and pound that smirk off his face.

"Fax my emails Miss Blanchard. And also get ready, we leave for France tomorrow evening. So when coming to the office, tag your bags along." I mean I was just an intern, why take me around the world like this?

"Sorry sir, but my internship doesn't require me traveling, I still have my project work ongoing." I said clearly stating facts. I mean I would rather see Paris with someone I love, not with my boss, not even for official reasons.

"We are not going for a rom com Melio, just do as I say." God no, I can't bear to see this man for another minute and now I will be spending an entire trip with him. While in thought, the driver slammed hard on the car breaks. The impact caused me to fall face flat on my boss' chest. While lifting up my head I had accidentally slipped while trying to maintain balance, our proximity was so close up that I ended up planting my lips on the soil of his. I was shocked, he looked at me for a good 20 seconds. Great Melio! This is how you will end your internship without even having to do anything.

"Sorry sir". I said, trying to salvage whatever was left of my dignity. Now he sure thinks I am hitting on him. He held my face in place before I could even scutter away from him. He clearly had proper view of how flushed my face was by now. He troke my face gently, as if carving the structural layout of my face into his palms. He looked at me with eyes that I could not really explain what it was. I was lost, in his blue electrifying eyes. He was so endearing. Very captivating. He looked like a god himself. I could feel my core warm up to every struck of his thumb on my face. I was squeezing my thighs together, this feeling is strange, very strange to my body. 

"Your body!" I looked at him, not because of his words but the way he said it. I wanted to kiss him again. For some reason I wanted to be in his arms. I wanted to feel him against me. But that thought was cut short by his driver who came in to report the situation as to why he had slammed on the breaks.

"Take us to the office." Shaun said as if trying to find his voice. He removed his suit and the tie, I looked shamelessly, yes I was gawking at my boss as he undid three buttons of his shirt, his buttons must be the strongest things to exist, cause they looked like they could say much about his gym routines. I saw his tattoo, I shouldn't be looking, but I could not help it. This man is fine, beyond words. He did roll up his sleeve, his vains, the tattoos, for some reason my hands wanted to reach out, touch them and run lines around. But then again, why would he want a girl like me. As if brought to reality I looked away from this candy I could clearly not afford. I mean if Christian could reject me, why would he want me.

While in my train of thoughts, my buzzing phone jolted me out, like a landlord whose evicting his tenant. I saw the caller's ID. It should 'UNKNOWN CALLER', wondering who it could be, I slide the green button, only for my ears to be welcomed by a deep masculine voice.

"Hello whose this please?" I asked clearly in recognition of the voice, but tried to pin it to a person.

"It's Troy, we exchanged contacts earlier". Now I recall, the sweet charming voice of Mr Troy. 

"Hello Mr Troy, how can I help you?" I asked clearly uncomfortable with how my boss looked at me after I announced the caller's name.

"Can we do dinner on Friday?" He asked. Well would dinner be bad now with such a sweet looking gentleman. I was about to say yes when I recalled that I would be engaged by then, 

"Oh! I would love to, but I have a work trip thing". I said to him, clearly disappointed.

"Ok, so when do you leave for your work trip?" He asked.

"Tomorrow". I answered him hoping he would say we should meet up today.

"So can we meet up today?" Troy asked with a hint of expectation in his voice.

"Yes, I would love that". Whatever I said and however I said it, did not sit well with my boss, cause by now my phone call was brought to a cut.

"What was that for?" I was clearly not pleased by the caveman attitude of his.

"Calls at your own free time". Seriously, what am I doing here, I had finished faxing his emails, so what is his problem?

I ignored him and looked out the window and just as he was about to say something, we entered into the company's premise. Immediately I got down, I was dragged into the private entrance by a very angry looking man. 

"I can't walk horridly in this shoe". With that said, I was thrown over his shoulders. 

"Put me down!" I yelled, hoping what ever was pumping this andraline would walk out of him, like spirits do in horror movies. Well I am happy to report that it still didn't help, knowing how stubborn this man is I kept still and dropped while in the elevator. I looked disheveled. He looked at me for about 2 minutes. I looked at him while biting on my lips to surprise me from saying anything I will regret. 

"Fuck the rules".