chapter 4

Waking up, an instant smile came on my face as I remembered my chat with Emma last night. She is coming back after a couple of weeks and honestly that is the best news I have had in a long time though me getting the job would also have been great news if not for my asshole boss. She also has a strict boss who makes her work her ass off but he isn't hot like my boss. My boss is a devil disguised as a Greek God.

What a combo. Can't like him, can't hate him.

It's Friday today and honestly I am just too excited for the weekend. It's been such a hard week with Mr. Smith. He just easily gets on my nerves and I have to control my anger. He just annoys the hell out of me like I am in debt of his money or something. He's always pointing mistakes in every teeny tiny thing I do. Like 'why have you kept the file on the far end of the table and not in front of me', or 'why is my desk not arranged properly' or 'why there are no pins in the stapler'. Like really dude, that's not my fault you used all the pins that's why it's empty. He also works overtime and I have to stay late with him. I don't mind the work nor staying late but it's just that I have to tolerate him for more hours than everyone else and that's unfair to me. Although, I must admit that I enjoy the extra hours staring at his beautifully sculpted face but not the harsh words that come out of mouth.

It's a bitter-sweet combo!

I just can't wait to be back at home after work today. Finally, I can relax a little. I don't know what I'll do but it would be far better than working with Calvin. Plus I need sometime away from him. He's starting to affect me too much and the way he messes with my emotions is mind boggling. Staying away from him for the weekend would be great help in clearing my mind.

Yeah, we'll see about that.

I got up from the bed and made my way to the bathroom and brush my teeth and took a nice shower. I got all dolled up in a black knee length dress because I was in a good mood today and it was one of my favorite dresses. The dress hugged me in all the right places and I looked hot.

Don't pump yourself. You're boss doesn't even give you a second glance.

It's not like I am dressing up for him. I'm dressing up for myself because I'm happy today and feel great. And this dress is sexy but professional and I even added a short length black blazer to make it more graceful and wore black heels and a nice pair of stud earrings to go with it.

I looked great and I felt great and I was even ready on time. I didn't want to hear him complaining about my tardy behavior first thing in the morning and spoil my mood for the weekend. I made breakfast as I had enough time. I had some pancakes and coffee for breakfast. I cleared the table and cleaned the dishes and made my way out of the building. It was a beautiful day and I was on time so I walked to office. I reached the office in 10 minutes and made my way to my cabin on the topmost floor also while greeting the people I was familiar with. I was in a really good mood but I knew there was a greater possibility that it could change because of my stupid boss.

I entered my cabin and put my stuff on the desk and made my way to the cafeteria for Mr. Smith's coffee as usual. After making a nice cup of coffee while chit chatting with other employees I made my way to his office. He asked me to come in after I knocked on the door. He was typing furiously on his computer which was an indication that he was extremely busy today. I just hope I don't have to work overtime today, I was hoping to start my weekend early even though I have no plans. I guess it just doesn't feel right to make plans which don't include Emma.

"Sir, your coffee."

"Keep it on the table. " He said without looking up. Can't he be polite for once and answer by looking up from his laptop.

Why do you want him to look at you if you didn't dress up for him, huh?

My conscience is always mocking me. I just kept the coffee on the table and turned to leave. I was a little disappointed. Just before I could open the door he called out to me. Just when I turned , I saw him staring at my ass. He slowly moved his eyes up, taking me all in. His eyes stalled at my breasts for a moment longer than necessary.

OMG, he's totally checking you out. I bet he is hard right now. Your purpose for wearing this dress is fulfilled.

I internally blushed at that thought but kept my calm in front of him. I raised an eyebrow to ask him why he stopped me. He cleared his throat to come out of his trance and answered me.

"No, nothing. You can go."

Well, that was weird.

I didn't give it much thought and just continued with my day. I had a lot to do so that I can enjoy my weekend . I started with completing the files for his meetings for today and the early morning meeting he has on Monday and then made their photocopies and placed them in the conference room. The meeting started after a few minutes when Calvin joined us in the conference room. I jotted down the key points discussed during the meeting because I had to file a report to Calvin. It went on for almost 3 excruciating hours. Other than that my day went smoothly and I was grateful for that.

CALVIN'S POV

Why did I do that? Why did I just call her name without thinking? But I never do anything without thinking.

All these thoughts are running through my mind as soon as Ms. Brown left my office. I'll admit she looked quite sexy in that black dress but nothing unprofessional and nothing I haven't seen before. This is the first time I saw her wearing a dress and I couldn't take my eyes off of her.

And damn, that ass looked fine as fuck in it. And she also has a great rack. It would feel heavenly to grab that ass while my mouth is on her hard nipples.

Yeah, right. Oh no, why am I thinking about her like that. I never have such dirty thoughts at work. I am always focused when it's about work. I shouldn't be thinking like that about my employees.

Shut the hell up Calvin keep it strictly professional , just professional.

Maybe it’s the just stress. The last few weeks have been really stressful. First I had to find a replacement for my personal assistant that just quit because of a little pressure then I was busy training her and I had to do most of the work myself and even work overtime for almost all week that I didn't get time to sleep with someone. After work I went straight home and just crashed on the bed. I just need a good fuck to release all the pent up sexual tension so that I can concentrate better at my work.

With that thought in mind, I called my mate Michele so that we can plan a night out. We have been best friends since high school and are still in touch. But since we both have an empire to run, we don't have much time to talk or meet. Sometimes he's busy with work and most of the times I am travelling for work. But we do meet on occasions for a drink or two and catch up with each other. He's my wing man and I'm his. He picked my call on the third ring.

"Hey man, what's up?" He greeted in a cheerful voice.

"Hi, nothing much just a stress full normal day at work." He laughed at my response. "What about you?".

"Pretty much like you. I really need a break from all this."

"That's exactly what I was thinking. So if you're free tomorrow we should go out. You up for it?" I asked hopefully.

"Yeah, absolutely man. What say we meet at 7, your place and then go to our regular club for drinks and fun." He replied a little to excited for the fun part. I laughed at him. That's why we are best friends. We know each other too well. Fun is what we need to release all the stress. We both are single but can't afford to date because of all the stress from work.

"Sounds good. See you tomorrow then. Bye." I replied and cut the call after a bye from him.

Michele has been a really good friend to me even when my circumstances were not really good and I was going through a rough phase in life. That's why our friendship is really strong and we understand each other due to the same busy lifestyle.

I got back to my work. I have a lot to do today and really less time since I don't want any pending work and I certainly don't want to take any work home and ruin my perfect weekend.