Xavier peeled every inch of her body with his gaze… Those endless long creamy legs and her boobs that almost poured out from the dress she wore.
His mind was in a daze. This is Sasha Hart, his secretary that has worked for him for some years now and never had he considered her in this way.
He has always kept his distance,all he cares about was his business… his business was his top priority. But this… this standing in front of him was a whole new level of temptation.
He cleared his throat.
"What are you wearing, Miss Hart?"
Sasha bit her lower lip, not knowing what to say.
"I asked a question that demands an answer" he said, holding her gaze.
"I.. I ran out of my usuals and.."
"Does this company look like a strip club to you?" He asked, standing up from his seat.
Sasha's heart was beating so loud, she could hear it. She knew this was a bad idea.
"I'm sorry sir… I don't mean to cause any trouble or distraction…"
He scoffed. "Distraction? Is that what you call it?"
"It won't happen again Sir…" she stepped back when he got closer. He was towering over her, his scent clouded her mind, the memory of those dreams came back… the way he had kissed her… was this it? Was he going to kiss her?.
He stopped right in front of her, only a breath away, his hands inside his pocket.
"Miss Hart, you've worked for me, more than a year now, you've never acted this way. What changed?"
Sasha looked away, she wanted to tell him that everything changed last night when his tongue was deep into her throat, when he grabbed her and touched every inch of her body. In her dream.
"I'm sorry Sir… it wouldn't repeat again…"
"It sure wouldn't. I don't tolerate those bullshit." He said, heading back to his desk. "This would be the last time you dress like a whore into this building."
"Excuse me!" Sasha said loudly, she knew she was poor and everything but she's no whore. "And I don't tolerate being called such names"
Xavier raised a brow. "Oh really?" This was the first time she'd talk back at him. "If you're not a whore… what are you then? Being dressed like that, did you even look at yourself at the mirror? All guys would have had their satisfaction looking at you…"
"Why do you care…?" She yelled out before she could stop herself. She wondered where all those boldness came from. "I'm… I'm sorry Sir… but it's my business what other guys think about my body…"
"... Not anymore" Xavier cut in. Looking at her with eyes that burned with fury. "As long as you still work under the 'Blackwood corporation' it's my goddamn business. Now get out!"
She was startled at the harshness in his voice. She only nodded and walked out, closing the door behind her with a huge sigh of relief that he didn't fire her. But what did he mean when he said that her body was his business? She shrugged it off and walked out of the elevator and into her cubicle.
Sasha was barely seated at her desk when Stella came in.
"Girl, you're on fire…" Stella said sitting beside her. "What gave you the guts to wear that?"
Sasha sighed. "I shouldn't have worn it."
"No.. it's a good thing" she leaned close to Sasha. "Do you know that hot guy from the engineering department saw you this morning and asked for your number"
"Did you give it to him?" Sasha asked, with a warning look.
Stella hesitated. "Look… I know that you've been single and dying to mingle, I just had to hook you up with him, he's a nice guy."
"Stella… I told you… I'm not ready for that hiyet" Sasha said, burying her face in her hands.
"Shut up Sasha… I know you want that guy so badly" Stella said, tapping her elbow lightly. "I've seen the way you stare at his abs, you haven't sucked dicks in years… I mean who does that?".
"Oh my gosh, Stella…" Sasha raised her head, face flushed with embarrassment. "You're so shameless!"
"Duh, babes I'm just looking out for you." Stella said, smiling widely.
Stella has always been her best friend since highschool, they went to college together and now… works together. Stella is always that supportive figure around her. Always cocky and nosey, but they were great friends looking out for each other. They were both same age, but Stella's always the party type and always gets guys attention.
It was almost closing hours. Inside the CEO office. Xavier sat on his chair with hands on his temples. He was literally stressed out. But the fact that he couldn't get the thought of Sasha out of his head. The way she looked, her endless legs. He suddenly had the feeling to protect her and pluck out every eyes that looked at her while coming.
She was messing with his brain, he wondered how soft her breasts would feel on his palm, how loud she'll moan his name when he touches her…
God, Xavier… get the hold of yourself.
He ran his hands through his hair. It was just Sasha Hart, the timid secretary that trembles at the sound of his voice. Now… he couldn't stop thinking about her.
It was finally closing hours, he grabbed some documents and stormed out. He entered the elevator, no one dares to enter same elevator. He was kinda hoping to run into Sasha.. but when he stepped out from the elevator, she was no where to be found…
"Good night sir"
"Have a good rest sir"
The staffs greeted him while he walked past them, eyes scanning through the hall. A little bit of disappointment visible on his face cuz Sasha was not there.
Immediately he stepped out of the company,his eyes caught a little slim figure that he recognized clearly. Sasha was standing at a corner with a man. Not just a man, his staff… his fucking staff…
She was laughing at something he said…She entered his car, something in him cracked… he wanted to lash out at them, he wanted to take Sasha away from him. He wanted to grab her and teach her
a lesson… he badly wanted to kiss the shit out of her. But she was not his… not yet…