CHAPTER 12

Shaun's POV 

"Sir I will..." She trailed and kept shut after just saying a few words,I could see the pain in her eyes. Earlier I heard her and Joyce arguing, I know they know each other. Joyce's boyfriend Christian is Melio's ex, whom she snatched away from Melio and at the same time was fucking me.  I had refused her sleeping with the boy until I was done with her. 

I had to end any form of relationship with her after the last time we fucked in one of my hotels. She had been begging. Seriously. Is her man aware that his girl is literally begging for my dick? This is why I do not do younger girls, they are always so clingy. Except  for one. Melio. I was infuriated by  her conversation with Troy earlier, for some reason I wanted to nest her in a cage. She's like a raven bird. Very audacious.

Well I had cut whatever pleasure she gave me off at that moment, cause I knew I wasn't the one for her. If I touched her I would tint her, strip her off her innocence, I am a very dark person. I do not want her to go into my head space. But I felt for the first something towards someone, I wanted to own her, to claim her in every way possible, but when I realized that she's not touched, very pure, I felt guilt, guilt that I would be washing off her prime. The things I want, I do not want them with her. She deserves to be loved and cherished not me. I would never love her. I would not give her the kind of stability she needs. 

My position with Joyce right now reminded her of earlier. I could tell that, well I acted indifferent. 

"What do you want?" I said sternly whilst Joyce's legs were wrapped around my waist. 

"I need to get a package from downstairs." I looked at her, not smiling just nodded. As soon as she closed the door. I was mad, mad at myself for making her believe whatever situation this is. Through my security timestamp, I saw her walking towards a delivery guy, who handed her flowers and chocolate". I know what it means when a girl receives flowers and chocolates. This was definitely Troy. 

All I could do was clench my fist, I could not see her expression only that of the delivery guy who smiled heartily at her. Well I wouldn't blame him. Even I do get to smile in my head at the thought of her and her little angry gestures. She is in every sense a beautiful woman. 

She turned around, whilst inhaling the fragrance of the flower. For some reason I felt this knot in my heart tightened. She accepted another man's flower, after I fucked her with my fingers an hour ago? 

"Are you listening to me Shaun?" Seriously does this girl not know when to shut up?

"Joyce go face your boyfriend". Like why snatch a man away from another woman when you know you have no plans on keeping him?

"I love Christian, but I love you more". She said in a teary voice. This bitch feels she can play me.

"No, you love the luxury I can afford you and the dick". I said to her clearly irritated by her.

"Your sister is back, I do not want to have any form of conversation with you again ok." With that I dismissed her and called for Melio, she had some explaining to do.

"Miss Melio! come in here now!" I said sounding very stern and angry.

In the next few minutes, she came in with Mark, I looked at them  in an interrogatory manner, trying to find out why Mark suddenly came along with Melio.

"What's going on here? Mark why are you here?" Now my annoyance was on point 100 why tag Mark along.

"Oh that's my mistake sir, I thought you wanted to see us both". Is she playing with me? Trying to torture me, well she should expect whatever comes.

"Mark!  Go back and have everything ready. Remember we have to work over time.  Both of you". Before my words could even kiss her ears, she fired back 

"I have a date tonight sir, sorry I would be leaving my 5". This had me looking at her expecting her to voice out the name, just the name.

"Well Mr Troy asked me on a date". I knew it. That thief in a suit. I looked at her long and hard. Sitting up properly so she would get my message clear and direct.

"Do you Miss Blanchard know that Troy Raymond is one of my biggest rivals?" I asked expecting an answer.

"Yes I do sir". Oh I see what's going on here. Is she trying to prove to me that I do not in any way own her?

"So why should a staff member in my organization be seen in public speaking with Troy, not to mention a dinner date? Do you plan on selling information to your lover now?" I said clearly angry, but using this accusation as a decoy.

"I am not a professional staff here sir, I am an intern staff, which means that I can be seen with directors and members of other organizations even the ones you consider great competition." This girl! Why does it bother me that she wants to have a date with another man? 

"I won't stop you from having your date". I said to her. I could bet with everything I own that she looked disappointed. How convenient of her.

 

"But!" I threw in a boner;

"You will come straight to my place after your dinner date with your bags and everything. Understood?"

"She looks at me in disbelief. I knew she would feel a bit uncomfortable. 

"Well Mark will be there too, I need both of you around, is that clear?" I asked— arching one of my brows. I could see her swallowing hard, licking her lips, trying to form a good sentence. Only the heavens know what dirty thought is running down her mind.

"Mark you can go, I need Miss Blanchard here to explain to me why she has trouble responding to me". Mark gave out a sly smile which didn't go unnoticed by Melio. She looked back at me in a manner that said, 'aren't going to explain to him that there is nothing going on between us.' I want Mark to think this, I do not want him going near her. Not him, or any man.

"Sit!" I spat out the word almost yelling.

"No!" This girl knows how to infuriate me.

"Who's the boss around here?" I asked with a very straight face.

"No! You do not get to play that card with me. Just on my first day, you've made me a living mess, first the cold attitude, then the touching, you rejected me and now you were fucking my high school rival. The girl who crashed my first love camp. Why? Do you want to punish me that bad?". 

Finally she cried. And I was in pain. But not bringing myself to admit that I asked her.

"Do you still have feelings for him?" Ignoring her tears as hard as it was.

"Yes I do, call me stupid, but that's the truth, I try going on everyday like it's nothing. I want to fucking hate him, but I can't. Christian was my first love". Now she was crying. 

I was vexed beyond words, a woman who I clearly know men would line up to please is here crying over some 'high school heart drop boy'. .

Standing up with my hands in my pocket, I took good steady steps towards her, like a lion does its prey. Now conscious of my actions, she started pulling back. Before she could register my next line of action I pulled her to the table sitting her on it. 

"No, you do not get to treat me like Joyce." I placed my hands on the delicate lips. Fuck, she's perfect. I could see her cleavage from here. She is fucking beautiful..

"No I do not, cause you're not her, you are different." I said to her, my voice  now husky. Only she could get me this way. 

"How different?" She asked. 

"Let me show you". With that said, I dropped on my knees, tracing lines up her legs to her mid thigh, they were warm, warm in expectance. I slightly raised her gown, which didn't do much in covering her body physique. I reached for her panties, pulling it down. 

"You're wet!" I said to a now messy Melio.

"Ouch! What was that for?" She asked.

"When I talk, you answer, got it?" She nodded which was followed with;

"Yes!". As on clue I shifted her to the edge of the table. Setting my face in between her legs, the room was stiflingly cold, with that I blew a soothing warm air towards the direction of her pussy.