SIX. The Devilish Boss

“Xa... Xander. Since when were you there?”

“Since you told that stranger about my bad side.”

“It's not what you think.”

"Do you know what I'm thinking?"

Xander leaned forward until his face and Angel's were almost touching. Only a few more inches before he could kiss those pink lips that were panting frantically. But he had better save the best for later. Xander chose to enjoy Angel's sweet body scent and the tantalizing sight of her braless breasts.

She's damn hot! Xander groaned inwardly. How could he have never noticed it all this time? He would soon break his own oath if he did not straighten his back quickly. He would fuck his secretary right then and there!

“I-I didn't mean to badmouth you.”

“I heard everything you said earlier.”

"I apologize."

Angel looked really guilty. Cold sweat slid down the back of her neck and all over her body. Her eyes moved restlessly to the right and left, as if expecting someone to come to help her.

“You and Finn bad-mouthed me at the café. And now you're doing it with a stranger, huh? What's your real problem, Angel? You hate me? Do you have a grudge against me? What? Tell me the truth.”

His hand moved to lift Angel's chin so she would have no reason to avoid his gaze.

“Hey man, this woman is with me.”

"This girl is mine. She is my lover."

“What?”

Xander smirked at Angel. His arms wrapped around her waist possessively, as if he really was her boyfriend.

"You have a boyfriend? You said—"

"No, Dimitri. I don't—"

"She keeps her relationship with me a secret."

Angel panicked when Dimitri started to get off his stool to approach Xander. Dimitri pushed Xander hard and slapped his hand away from her waist.

"She's not your lover. Don't pretend to be her lover, dude."

“Wait. I know him, Dimitri. He… he is…”

“If you know him, why did you lie to me? Why didn’t you admit he was your boyfriend?”

“That’s because…” Angel glanced at Xander in frustration.

"Because I'm her boss"

“Oh, so you're that rude guy? You often play with women and get your secretary into trouble, huh?”

“Dimitri stop it. That is not true. Xander wasn't like that. I… I was just lying.”

“Seriously? Angel, you said your boss is a bastard who often orders you to clean up the mess he makes in the office," Dimitri looked at Angel with a frown and a disappointed look.

Angel gulped nervously. She was trapped in her own game. "I apologize. My boss is not like that. Xander Whithold is a good boss.”

"You said your boss was an old man with a pot-belly and a perverted brain."

“A-actually….”

“Angel has a great sense of humor. She didn't mean that. I forbid her from sharing my profile with strangers. But because you just slapped my hand and accused me of hurting Angel, I'm forced to show my true identity to you."

Xander placed his palm on Angel's shoulder. He made a very clear gesture in front of Dimitri that Angel was his.

"Forgive me. I didn't mean to lie to you, Dimitri,” Angel looked very sorry.

“You don't have to pay for my drink. I will pay for it myself and pay yours as an apology.”

"No, you don't need to. Let that be my business. Dexter!” Xander quickly turned to Dexter, who had been looking at the three of them with a face full of interest.

"Put both of their bills on my bill."

“Aye-aye captain. Done.”

“Well, now I need my secretary. Go away. Look for other women on the dance floor who are interested in you. This woman is mine.”