Kylie POV:
Did you ever walk into a place and got the impression that someone was talking about you? Did that occur 100 times in a row? Or more?
This is what happens to me right this moment, I just entered the building at work, and everybody is staring my way.
Or is it simply the product of my imagination? Maybe.
Am I losing it? It’s a possibility.
Why is this scene so familiar? Oh, yes, the bullies in my high school made a habit of trampling over me and my brother for having no parents, using all sorts of intimidation or coercion tactics, until I got tired one day and I showed them who was in charge. Me!
I’m no cupcake, I had my share of bad luck in this life that required some toughening up from my part, one can say it made me rock hard. Those motherfvckers paid ten times as much for every single mistreat directed at me or my brother, they never bothered us again, in fact they were so frightened upon my presence that they used to get out of my way every time they would see me coming from afar.
In the adult world, things seem to be even more overwhelming or perhaps the small detail that I did not expect this made the difference.
“Why is she here?”
“She slept with him and received money, why does she still work here?”
“She’s not even that pretty!”
“Her fashion style is a mess, her clothes are ugly!”
The whispers around me grow louder with every step I take, nasty looks and giggles thrown at me make me uncomfortable to the point of feeling like vomit, it’s like everybody in the freaking world knows about the night I’ve spent with Oliver, as if news spread in the entire KADE CORP.
Is that possible?
“She looks so poor! Maybe that’s why she slept with him!”
“She wears no make-up, what did he see in her?”
“Look at those shoes!”
“She’s a sl*t!”
“What’s with that hair?”
Pointing fingers my way and breaking in mocking laughs while stating that I don’t belong here, among other stuff I would rather not imprint on my mind, I take a deep breath and force myself to walk faster to my office for my knees are getting weaker and my body is shivering like a leaf.
Out of nowhere, Oliver appears, the world slows down again as he walks with his jaw dropping demeanor, everyone grows quiet.
“If I hear one more fvcking word about this again, every one of you will be fired, instantly! No letter of recommendation, nothing, I’ll even make sure that absolutely nobody will hire you ever again!” He threatens, his vibrating with masculinity tone shatters the walls of the building, or so it seems.
Needless to say that everybody returned to their tasks, fright plastered all over their features.
I freeze, my heartbeat on overdrive, my mind goes blank for he is even more breathtaking than I remembered, I curse at myself for letting him affect me.
He motioned me to follow him. What, is this man really serious?
I narrow my eyes at him, still fighting to recover my composure. Do I want to go anywhere with him, moreover be alone with him? Good question.
“See you in my office now, Miss Mathieson!” He orders and I silently obey, tagging along after him to the place we’ve first met, not long ago. Without even looking, I can sense everyone’s glaring at me, this time in deadly silence.
“After you!” He utters, opening the door, I enter.
Sharing a closed space again, his body heat mixing with mine, his scent inflaming the lower part of my abdomen, all that making me wet and needy.
How does he do that?
He must possess some great power unknown to me.
I need to snap out of it. “Do you have another check for me, I suppose?” I inquire sarcastically, but with a tint of irritation that I was unable to hide.
“I do, but you’ll receive it on payday, the same time with all the other employees. You do realize that I’m your boss, no?”
“Should I quit the job then? You do realize that I was talking about something else entirely, no?” I ask, my voice trembling. “Did you spend much this weekend? Was it worth it? Did you have fun?” A feeling similar to jealousy twists my guts, consuming me from the inside.
He sighs, running a hand through his hair in frustration. “That thing that happened after we made love was not something I’ve planned.”
“No, of course not. It was out of habit, that poor woman was so used to cleaning up after you and your women that she just happened to make a mistake, no? You’re disgusting!” I interrupt him, I’m already in rage mode, my body is boiling with wrath, yet my lust did not fade away.
“You are mine, whatever you say with your mouth, your body disagrees. The horrors you think about me, I will make them right and I will apologize over and over again for the pain I inflicted, until you forgive me.” He declares inching towards me, pulling me at the reach of his arms.
Okay, I was not expecting this, my brain shuts down as I’m melting under his gaze, he crashes his lips on my own, my figure responds to that sweet familiar sensation. I grip his jacket to bring him closer, to feel his body pressed against mine.
Both of us breathing heavily, with a hand he clears the desk, throwing everything on the floor, his other arm holding me and guiding me until my back is pinned to the table, then lifting me on top of it. Well not my first time here, I recollect with a shy smile. I didn’t forget about what he did, not even for a second, but it’s something about him that draws me closer, something powerful, like some sort of spell.
His hands proceed in guiding my legs around him, shoving my skirt up, his filled with hot lust eyes taking in the part of my body that is covered with a small piece of lace clothing, my feminine core. His pulsating and very much hard member that I feel through his pants is dying to be set free, he grips my thighs, squeezing them with hunger.
He is licking, biting, sucking my neck, at the same time rubbing my center of pleasure, a euphoric moan escapes my chest as he gently shoves a finger inside.
Oh God, if I die now, I’ll have no regrets!
“Oliverrrr, I want it!” The sound of my overflowing with craving voice makes his manhood even harder, throbbing to be buried deeply inside me.
The phone rings, I roll my eyes in annoyance at the unforeseen interruption, he presses the speaker button. “Mister Kade, your girlfriend is on line 2! Should I connect her?”
My eyes pop wide, his secretary’s words lit a different kind of fire in my body, my blood is boiling with outrage, I kick the motherfvcker in his sensitive spot for the second time, I hope he dies of pain for he was very aroused, as was I.
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