"You really don't realize what influence I have on you? Or on your future, right?" He asked, glaring at me, his voice laced with controlled rage while he took one step towards me.  I took one step back, glaring back at him. "You think I care about my future after I had been living like a servant for a person like you for eight years?!" "You talk about respecting the person in heirarchy and power and yet you don't respect your own boss?!" He said, taking another step towards me and for a second, I flinched seeing his eyes darkening with burning rage but I continued on anyway, taking two steps back from him.  "You don't need to be respected to feel as a boss, Heath." I said, eyeing him warily as his gaze flickered down my face, to my half-exposed heaving chest, lingering there for longer than I expected. His tempting gaze then shifted to my bare thighs and legs, leaving a trail of tingle down my burning core, mak

He didn't say anything for a while. Just continued to walk side by side with me. And I decided not to break this silence. I didn't even know why he came after me.  "You still didn't tell me your reasons." "I was going to. But I chose not to." "Why?" "If you're worried about your new PA, I have kept the loads of profiles of experienced professional PAs who have trained in better environment for this service, with Mrs Rothy. You can have those profiles from her anytime you want and read them thoroughly to decide who you want to be your next P-" "I asked you a question, Scarlett." He demanded.  I ignored him and continued with my advise. "And you know a very interesting thing. They can fight too. I mean they can use their fists. I used to be very sorry when you'd require to hire the bodyguard for your safety-" "You're not answering

The minute the words were out from my mouth, he removed his hand from my cheek. His green eyes darkened, black pearls of hues swiveling under them. Suddenly, he took my hands and pinned them above my head, pressing them harder against the wall. I bit my lips in pain, as he glided his long fingers along the length of my own, rather harder.  "What're you doing muhhh-" He pressed his hot lips against mine, opening his mouth, kissing them, nibbling them, licking them. His teeth rolled my lower lip and he sucked roughly on it.  I felt alarmed by his sudden actions but couldn't deny that my body was reaction otherwise to his ministrations.  My mind was in haze, his mouth moving like a lava on my lips, tasting them, gliding them, feasting on them.  When I got the nick of the situation, I tried to struggle against him, pushing him away with my free legs but he put his one leg in between m