/His POV/
As Damon walked back to his office, he realised that Mia had power over him, unlike anything he had ever experienced. He was naturally so drawn to her, and it felt impossible to resist her. Finally, in the relative safety of his office, he collapsed on the couch, a breath escaping his throat.
The CEO stroked his hair, throwing back the mess of sweaty strands, trying to calm down. Sweat clung at his neck, hyper-aware of what he did a few minutes earlier. Thinking about it only made his cock twitch.
From the second he entered his office for that morning meeting he spotted Mia. He was dumbfounded for a few seconds, staring at her as she leaned against the railing, her delicate fingers tracing the window panel. Damon tried not to make a sound as he was sure that she must be thinking the same thing. He was unable to form any coherent thoughts, let
"Well, fancy seeing you here," A voice said from behind him, and Mia...well, she's not proud of the squeal she let out whirling around. It's her boss. Her mouth screwed shut at that.A sigh escaped her lips. It's nine in the morning, and she thought a nice brownie before work would make her smile. But no. Her boss had to ruin it. What was he doing in the bakery?"What's wrong with you?" She snarled.Damon had amusement written all over his face, and she alternatively wanted to drink in his attractive face and gouge his eyes out at the same time. He leaned against the wall opposite her."I have been trying to figure that out myself."She rolled his eyes. "What are you doing here?"
/His POV/After the visit to his parent's house, Damon couldn't stop thinking and finally decided that he needed to ask Mia about the dinner. The CEO was still annoyed that his mother was trying to set her up with someone else. Why does he care? He shook his head at that and swiftly walked to his office.As soon as the CEO stepped in, Damons eyes automatically travelled towards Mia instead of just walking by, and he wished he hadn't seen her.His assistant was wearing this white v-neck that showed off her long arms and the dip between her chest. All he wanted was to honestly jump over the desk and litter her skin with marks. Make sure to get every inch of it and let others know who she belonged to. The thought caused him to suppress a groan."Miss Grace," H
Mia woke up in a cold sweat, body heaving as she gasped out into the still room. Her fingers were trembling as they clutched onto the sheets desperately. It was such a stupid dream. She thought, squeezing her eyes shut, breathing in shakily and then out. In and out. In and out.When her breath evened out, she slowly laid on the other side of her body. Her head throbbed excruciatingly: another migraine. Mia slid out of bed and onto the floor, the hardwood cool beneath her bare feet. Rubbing her temples, she slumped in place, body swaying from dizziness.Her stomach twisted uncomfortably as she took a quick peek at the bedside clock. It's still five in the morning, the dim light from sunrise shining in from the open window and casting a low glow over her tangled sheets. She had an hour before getting out of bed, so Mia laid back, closing her eyes and thinking abo
"Good morning, sir," Mia said sweetly, biting on her tongue. If anything she wanted to yell at him at the way he handled the conversation the previous day. What was she expecting from someone like him? Of course, he was not going to tell his mother about their dirty secret. That shouldn't have bothered her in the least.After that heated conversation, she left his office, not ready to take more of him. No pun intended. Damon didn't need to see the rage she felt and the tears forming in her eyes. It's not like he promised her or anything. They didn't even talk about it, so he had no obligation to do anything about the date.Maybe it will be a nice change for her, after all. Mrs Rossi had an excellent taste judging her husband, of course. But also Mrs Rossi loved Damon, so it's going to be difficult to tell. Whatever. Mia can do it. Her friends have been bugging her for the same thing, so it's a win-win situation.Damon ra
/HIS POV/"Damon!" A loud voice echoed around the living hall and before he knew someone was pulling him in a hug. The CEO cringed at the sudden gestured, not used to the touch and took a step back. He noticed Mia's amused smile."Wow, you're tall! Its been so long since we met!" The guy let out an obnoxious laugher, his perfect white teeth on display.Jake. His mother's friends son. His dirty blonde hair was slicked back, few loose strands falling on his forehead. He had a pointed nose and stormy grey eyes, almost dark under the lighting in the living room. Some would say he's handsome.Damon cleared his throat. "Yeah...Too long""How are you?"Jake shrugged. "I'm doing great man! Have my own little business. Things are going very well. Not like you, of course. I saw your photo in several magazines, so I think it is also
Mia gasped as the knock reverberated through the walls, the sharp sound echoing in her ears. In horror, she stared at Damon whose lips twitched but other than that he was calm. Did sex make men that stupid? She pushed him away and stumbled for the door when the sound intensified."Yeah?" She whispered, her voice thick. "Give me a minute."The realisation sunk in. Whoever was on the other side of the door could easily see her so dishevelled and so out of it and figure out. It wouldn't take a rocket genius. But still, she tried to sell it. Ducking away, Mia rushed to the washbasin and splashed cold water on her face, averting her eyes from the mirror in an effort to avoid seeing her red, swollen lips and glassy eyes along with that shameless glow etched across her face. Mia screwed her eyes closed, splashing cold water over her sweaty skin, exhaling roughly. She was aware of his heavy stare on her.For a second, Mia just s
Mia's head was hurting. She wanted to drown herself in alcohol, a whole bottle all to herself, and she also wanted her boss. All to herself.Since she's tired of holding her body upright in the couch, the assistant slid out of the chair and stretched out on the bed, the soft mattress underneath instantly making her eyes roll back. Her eyes were also so very tired, dropping as she kept staring at the door.That's how Jane found her, alone and small curled up in her bed.For a moment, her best friend just stared at her, the distant light from inside casting only one half of her face in brightness. Then she dropped down on the bed beside Mia, crossing her legs. She's quiet, waiting, and when the silence got too much, her best friend poked her. "Have you been laying in your bed all morning?"Why does that matter?"Maybe""I'll take that as a yes then""Last night was horrib
When Mia got a call from her mother that she's in New York, her body sagged in relief. She couldn't have asked for her arrival at a better time. They managed to settle for a quick lunch as her mother was only staying for a day. After lunch, she had to meet another friend of hers.Precisely at one in the afternoon, Mia abruptly stood in the restaurant's doorway, staring wordlessly at the person in front of her. The sight sent a jolt of sadness through her. Her boss was sitting with a woman, not just any woman, the same one he was papped with.Before she knew it, her eyes stung. The assistant tried to hold onto the sob, threatening to break down any time. Her body hunched over as she gripped the doorframe to prevent from tipping over completely. Tremors wracked her fragile limbs, lungs seeming to shrink with every fluttery breath. This wasn't the first time Damon made her want to scream her lungs out. From time to time, she gave him that kind of