Chapter 6

Crystal POV

If I understand this man correctly, Lyra was offered a million dollars for a deal, and she left with half of the payment already. I need the job, and the money would be a huge advantage in getting a good lawyer and avoiding having to stay over at Olivia’s place. 

“Five hundred thousand dollars.” These words escaped my lips as I clutched my bag so tight it could snap in two. 

“You didn’t hear me stutter when I said those words. You should have mentioned to me that you wanted a job, and I’d have given one to you without hesitation.” He let out a calm breath, brushing his right index finger over my cheeks. 

He’s doing things to me that I can’t explain, it feels so stuffy, yet there are four air conditioners in his office. 

“You look so surprised,d like you’ve not been here before. You’re getting me scared, Lyra, or is this some part of your scheme?”

“Why would I scheme against you?” I watched him fold his arms, leaning his back against his seat. 

Despite the space between us, I felt a kind of warmth I’ve not felt before. It felt like the space between us was narrowing as the seconds passed. 

What are you doing to me? 

“Okay, Sir, you can go through my documents and choose a position for me in your company?” I lost my composure, trying to keep my tone professional, but I was failing miserably. 

“Olivia brought you her,e isn’t that right?” He asked, ed surfing through my documents like it didn’t matter to him. 

“She told me about the job opening, and I decided to appl., I never knew it was you who had the final say.” I swallowed the lump in my throat and continued playing with my fingers underneath the table. 

“How would you like to be my personal assistant? Since you’re my soon-to-be wife, I figured it’s the best position so you can stand in for me if I’m not here. I can’t be in two places at one time.” He ran his right hand through his hair, wearing a wide smile on his face. 

“How many companies do you have, sir?” I inquired, admitting to loosening up in his office. 

I don’t want to think about the wetness between my thighs. I could tell he was thinking about hence his tongue licking his lips. 

“Tell me what you think about this investment?” He uttered before turning his laptop screen towards me. 

“This is a short-term investment, and there’s a tendency that you’d lose your money in this. It’s not even showing any signs of future developments,” I said after studying the charts in less than five minutes. 

“How would you know that? You barely even know a thing in this office,e the last time you were here.” He mocked me, laughing hysterically as he turned my attention to the projector by my right-hand side. 

“I was about to invest a quarter of a million dollars into this, and you’re telling me it’s not worth it. I can argue with you on this, trust me. These guys are good, a nd they’d never try to double-cross me.” He acted like he knew more than he was saying, but to me, it was a wrong move, and I could spot the mistakes right from where I was sitting. 

“The charts are not even accurate, and it seemed more like a hole that’s going to swallow all that you’re about to put in. Look at the trademark; this is what we call a one-time foul mistake. Investing would be a grave mistake, and at the end you’d realize how true my words were.” I was getting bolder since his hands were not under my thighs, and he wasn’t breathing close to me. 

Speaking about stocks and investments is getting my mind off the thoughts of his physical features, his chiseled arms, and that smile on his face that could sweep any lady off her feet. He’s practically irresistible. 

“Okay,y if you’re so sure about this, I’m going to reduce the investment and invest ten percent of the initial amount agreed, ed and if it’s good, then you owe me one, but if you’re right, then I’d use the leftover money to make you happy.” The condition sounded too good to be true,e but the look on his face showed how serious he was. 

“You’d spend two hundred and seventy thousand dollars on me if I’m right with my opinion. I don’t think you can do that.” I disagreed with whatever he said because I know better.

Once I get my reward on the agreed date, I’ll leave this pack and start a new life as Crystal and not Lyra because I’m not Lyra. 

“What are you thinking about? Are you doubting my words?” He chuckled as he approached me. He was standing close to me this time. 

What is this man hell-bent on achieving? What’s wrong with me? I can’t even push him away; my body’s begging for him to be closer so I can feel his breath against my skin. 

“Why are you shaking? I haven’t even touched you yet.” He whispers into my ear as he places his hands on mine, pressing me in that position. 

“I hope whoever Lyra is doesn’t come back until I have collected the money and eloped without a single trace. I cut off communications from him for two days, and he couldn’t find me,e so I can do it again.” I muttered to myself as he tried so hard to read my lips, but he couldn’t. 

“You aren’t saying a word. Have you suddenly lost your tongue, too? You’re acting weird,d Lyra. Let me lighten up your mood.” He chuckled as he adjusted his belt, letting me have a close-up view of his length underneath his trousers. 

“Would you dance with me, Suzan?”

“How did we go from talking about stocks and investments to sharing a bottle of wine and a dance inside his office?” I asked myself a question I had no answer to. 

“Do you need anything? Just let me know, and it’s yours.” 

I’m his soon-to-be wife and Luna of the Silvercrest pack. I hope I’m ready for this role.