CHAPTER 8

Okay I know it will be hard to believe but right now I could swear that the falling part wasn’t a plan, it just happened to be a serious mistake which I used for my advantage, because there was no way I didn’t open my dress on purpose, and what could I say it worked well.

But damn he was fine, all those pictures did him no justice, he had these sharp jaws and grey eyes, not mine that were confused, his were grey and when you looked for a long time it felt like you were travelling down a tunnel, he had some beards sprinkled on his chin, the type of careless handsomeness, he had black hair, and it had this I just rolled out of bed style, but it didn’t make him look any less attractive or serious, only God knew how he did it, he also had this male scent that only men seem to know how to get.

And damn look at his butt, he was fine also there and then he definitely had strong legs, when he wanted to help me up, I had felt a little bit of it, and I also happened to feel his chiseled chest, it was hard even through the suit he wore, and don’t think I missed that bulge, he really packed it big, the only thing I wouldn’t be admitting to here was that I was damn wet, I could practically smell my arousal.

As I was still doing stuff that I wouldn’t ever admit aloud in my mind, he turned around and gave me a full toothed grin and my heart stopped, no I’m not exaggerating, my heart did stop, damn he was fine, and my mind immediately flashed to a future, when I would just be waking up, with the sheets scattered around me and him giving this smile, just that it would be more like a satisfied grin but before he could come and do more wicked things to me , our little girl running in and…

Wow where did all that come from? shit, I was losing my mind.

I stood up ignoring his hand which he stretched out to me, I hadn’t even noticed he had come forward, I walked passed him and sat on the sofa instead of the chair facing his desk, and crossed my legs after letting it fall open a bit, just because…., and of course his eyes followed the movement, I smiled to myself.

He strolled leisurely to seat on the settee facing mine, sat and leaned back, and at the exact moment he slipped into his business man persona, I knew, I didn’t know how but I felt it, and then I put my game face on too.

“So why was it that you were in my building again?”, he asked.

“I should think you’ll lead with an apology”, I replied.

He rose his eyebrow, and trailed his eyes from my head to my toe again but this time it felt insulting, like he was downgrading me.

“An apology?”, he asked again with a mocking smile, “did I introduce myself well Miss Elvis, I’m Devon Black”, he said with another stupid mocking smile, I was really starting to become pissed.

I was about to give a retort that will ruin my game, but then it clicked, it was part of his play, he was getting the upper hand like that, so instead I smiled.

“I guess I forgot the name or where I was”, I smiled back sweetly, a contrast to how I was presently feeling, I hated being lower than anybody, I had lived it and I didn’t want to feel it ever again.

I sat back then, and smiled too.

“What was it you…”, before he finished I cut him up with my hand, because it felt low, what?, I wanted the upper hand too, well I removed a folder from my bag and passed it to him.

He took a full minute of looking at the file in an annoying manner, before he finally put his hand out, since I was leaning back and he was leaning back one of u had to come forward for the file to reach the other, this was now the real battle of pride, truth be told there was nothing that would have made me come forward, nope, I wasn’t going to lose this pride battle, and by the way I couldn’t appear to be desperate if not he will have the upper hand again, so I sat back and after what felt like 5 minutes, he stood up with another smile, this one secretive, like only him knew a secret.

He went to his desk and sat down behind the desk and gestured to the chairs in front of him, his face had turned to a mask of ice, so I stood obediently and went to sit down.

“For whatever reason you are here, there are two things that should never leave your mind sweetheart”, he said in a hard voice, and I realized two things immediately, it wasn’t a mask of ice I saw on his face was one and the second was that he was pissed, no, he was angry, the game at the settee did piss him off.

“One is this is my damn building, and the second fucking thing is that I’m boss here, clear?”, he said looking at me with so much anger that I couldn’t reconcile the picture of him earlier with this man here.

“I fucking asked if I was clear Miss Elvis”, he said standing up with his hands on the desk to tower over me.

Right now, I had two options, to submit to him, and then I wouldn’t ever get my head above his if that happened, so instead, I stood up too, and went close to him, since he was obviously taller than me even as he was leaning down, my head was at his neck so I had to look up at him.

“And till I work under you Mr. Black, you’re not my boss”, I retorted my eyes flaming with anger too.

He looked down at me and then I saw the anger give way for shock and then lust so hard that I could almost taste it and before I could retreat and get my breathing back, his lips caught mine in a searing kiss.

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