Ruined By Mafia

I was already bored out of my life in this stupid meeting. I looked around the room and noticed my other Colleagues were paying so much attention to what my Hot boss was saying. And did you know who that was? Eros Kingston.

Yep! You heard me.

Eros Kingston, the hot,arrogant, handsome jerk. Oh! And did I also mention he's a man whore. He's always on the face of tabloids every week. And when I say tabloids,I mean every one in this city and sometimes in some other cities.

He only dates models, actresses or even some popular News casters. Why would you have a new girlfriend every week. Well, he didn't call them that, I just assumed.

Oh shut up! You're just mad because you are not those people. My subconscious said.

Of course why wouldn't I be mad. Have you seen how hot he is! I argued back.

You're stupid.

We're the same person, so that also makes you stupid.

I was working for his dad who stepped down for him about two months back. I prefer his dad to him. His dad was very nice at least, but him, he's just plain arrogant. But that doesn't stop me fantasizing about him.

Don't blame me, have you seen how his hot body is!

There was one time he told me to bring a file home for him from his office. I entered into his penthouse, he had no maid so it was hard knowing where he was. There was no movement in the house, so I figured he'd be outside. Maybe working out or doing something else.

I went outside the house and found the gym. I entered and it was still quiet. I was about to leave when I heard my favourite baritone that made heat pool against my thighs instantly.

I turned around and saw him standing in only a grey sweat pants, no shirt. I'm pretty sure I almost drooled at the sight of him.

"Miss Jackson, the file." He snapped at me.

Okay, someone is on his period.

I frowned as I cleared my throat and then handed him the file.

"You can leave." He said as he opened the file scanning through it.

I rolled my eyes and left his place.

"Miss Jackson?!" I heard my favourite baritone again, but this time it was more demanding.

I broke out of my trance and saw that I was the only one still seating in the large table. Oh shit!

"Sir?" I stood up quickly from the chair which almost made it fall.

"My office, now!" He pursed his lips and left the room.

I groaned aloud. "Stupid, stupid, stupid!" I hit my head and made my way to his office.

I knocked on the door as I dusted the imaginary dust on my shirt.

"Come in."

I breathed out and made my way inside his office. He was sitting, well not completely, on his table with his arms crossed. He already put off his suit, leaving him in his white shirt.

Sexy.

I stood far away from him and then bowed my head.

"Closer."

I moved closer to him a bit.

"Closer."

I moved again.

"Closer."

And again.

"Closer."

Till I was standing very close to him.

"What went on during the meeting?" He asked me with an annoyed tone.

I shook my head. Unable to give him an answer. Well, I couldn't tell him I zoned out of his boring meeting.

"Heads up when you are talking to me." He pulled me closer to him, hands on my arm.

I gasped, eyes wide. I had to place my hand on his chest to avoid hitting him. But he looked like he didn't care.

I noticed how he actually looked now. He cleaned up nicely, his eyes were honey brown, the perfect nose and those lips.

The things I want then to do.

"Eyes here miss Jackson." He smirked at me. He definitely knew what I was thinking about.

"I, I-I uh, I'm so sorry" I stuttered stupidly.

"Don't zone out next time." He said firmly and I gave him a quick nod.

"You can leave now."

He didn't need to tell me twice cause I needed to get away from the way his eyes were staring at me. Not in a bad way actually.

Immediately I got out I released the breath I didn't realize I've been holding since. I rolled my eyes and made my way to my private office.

The day was soon over. I didn't have any other encounter with Eros throughout the day, I made sure of that. I cleared my desk, and made sure   everything was in place for tomorrow.

Even though we had cleaners in the company, I still preferred to clean my office by myself. I carried my black leather bag and made my way out of the office.

I greeted Michael, the guard at the entrance to the company, as I made my way outside. "See you tomorrow Michael." I gave him a small smile.

"And you too Janet." He called after me.

I sat in the nearest coffee shop as I ordered a cab to take me home. I have not had enough money to buy myself a car, so I'm stuck with ordering cabs.

I plugged in my earpiece and played the Nf's new album.

I threw my bag on the chair and made my way to my fridge. I opened it and saw a bowl of lasagna. I guess that will do it.

I left it inside the microwave and made my way up to my room to get changed. I sighed and removed my shoes, then my clothes. Made my way into the bathroom and washed my face and dried it up with a clean towel.

I picked up one of the big shirts I had and threw it on, packed my hair into a bun, and then wore my flip flops as I heard the microwave ding.

I made myself comfortable on my couch with the bowl of lasagna in one hand and the remote to my tv in another. I turned on the TV until I remembered I didn't pour myself a cup of orange juice, my favourite.

I groaned as I stood up and took the whole bottle of juice.

What?Don't look at me like that.

Glutton.

Whatever.

I made myself comfortable again, even if it took a while to find the former position. I clicked on grey anatomy and ate my dinner in peace.