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"I want you. All of you! That's what I want. I love you so much. Can't you see that?" He said, with a questioning look. 'Like seriously? I can't believe this!' "I think I'd have to leave" I let out, in my confused state. I didn't want to stay there any longer. Just as I stood up to leave his office, I felt a strange hand on mine. 'Damn!' * * * Mr Bernard, the arrogant billionaire CEO finds it difficult to find love again, after his previous sour marriage. Despite his good looks and money, that got so many women drooling over him, he never gave a chance to be loved by any of them. His experience totally changed his perspective about love and women. What happens when he meets Alice? Alice was an elegant young lady, struggling to make ends meet. She got employed by the billionaire. They didn't get along well, at first. But soon after, they fell head over heels in love with each other! They both delve into a world of romance; a thrilling love story uniquely theirs, laced with mutual trust and understanding. Find out how!
"Alice! Mr Bernard called for you," Becky announced, walking briskly towards my direction.
'What have I done this time? I just hope I won't be fired.' I was gripped by fear.
I was too tense to face my boss again, after that wasteful night I spent at the club. I was drunk that night, after Charles, my longtime boyfriend, broke up with me. I just couldn't get myself together.
Had Mr Bernard been as drunk as I was last night, I'm sure I would have ended up having a one night stand with him. Thankfully, he wasn't. That would have been hell for me.
"Becky, hope everything is alright?" I asked, with furrowed eyebrows.
"It's nothing much, I guess. Just calm down. Nothing to be scared about, believe me," she replied, with a reassuring look on her face.
"It's alright." I muffled and walked slowly towards Mr Bernard's office.
Becky has been my closest friend at work. She worked as Mr Bernard's receptionist, while I worked as his secretary.
We shared so many things in common. She was just like a sister to me, always comforting me each time I felt heartbroken. She was too caring to a fault.
Hardly breathing, I led myself unobtrusively to Mr Bernard's office, my stiletto heels clicking at my every step. I pressed the doorbell and waited for a response, which took ages to come. This added to my anxiety.
'Why is he wasting time? Hope everything is alright?'
I mentally listed all that could have led to this impromptu call from my boss. I remembered what happened yesterday, my mind playing tricks on me.
'Oh God!'
I don't want to think about it. I don't want to think of how I clasped on my boss tightly, last night, as though my life depended on him.
'Can't he just let me in right now?' I wondered.
As though he read my thoughts, he ordered me to come in. Without much trepidation, I slipped into his office.
"Good morning, Mr Bernard. You asked for me." I said, as soon as I got to the front of his table.
"Good morning, Alice. I did call for you, but can you do me a favour, please?" He replied, calmly.
I felt so pissed off. I almost hissed in his presence.
'What?! Why should he be asking me for a favour? Is he in his right senses? What fucking favour is that?' I thought.
"Well, as long as I could," I muttered, managing a smile.
He paused for a moment. I was uneasy, especially when I found him staring at my cleavage.
I was putting on a light blue shirt, buttoned till the top, asides the collar button and a black pencil skirt, that fell just below my knees. It did well to accentuate my curves, but didn't look too seductive, anyway.
I wondered why he kept on staring at me. I fought back with the urge to call him to order. It wasn't really easy, though.
"That's good, my dear. You know, I like it when you're less formal with me." He said, smiling back at me.
'What did he just say? Did he just call me his dear?'
I perceive something is wrong somewhere. Something is either wrong with this man seated in here, or with my hearing.
'What the fuck?!'
I knew where this was leading to. I just wanted to get out of this office, as soon as possible! This is just too much for me.
"Or don't you think so? You can have a seat, my dear." He added, as though not enough.
I felt too clumsy around him. I seemingly lost all my self-confidence.
'God! Please help me!' I prayed silently in my heart.
I landed myself on the seat, unwillingly. I just didn't want to be adamant.
"What do you want from me, sir? How can I help you?" I asked, mustering all the courage I could.
"Now you're talking, my dear," he smirked.
"I want you. All of you! That's what I want. I love you so much, can't you see that?" He said, with a questioning look.
'Like seriously? I can't believe this!'
"I think I'd have to leave now," I let out, in my confused state.
I didn't want to stay there any longer. Just as I stood up to leave his office, I felt a strange hand on mine.
'Damn!'
I almost melted at his touch. To make matters worse, he kept thumping at my fingers. I froze at the spot.
Why am I always hypersensitive to touches? Not just any touch, touches from my boss? And now I've made the greatest mistake... I'm staring back at him. He looked so heavenly.
'Oh God! What will I do now?!'
I thought about freeing myself from his grip and getting out of the place immediately, but that won't be the best option.
'What if he locked up the door? It's an automatic door,' I remembered.
'Oh no...'
I looked at his face intently. His gray eyes, his well-tanned skin, his short brown wavy hair, his well-built abs, that hid behind those fitting three-piece, navy blue suits... I could only imagine what they'd look like. He looked so fucking hot!
'God damn it! Alice, perish that thought! Get your acts together!'
I was still lost in my thoughts. I didn't notice that this stunning creature in front of me was already standing some few inches away from me. I won't lie, he smelt really good in this close proximity.
It reminded me of my boyfriend. Did I say my boyfriend? Sorry, my ex-boyfriend.
Although he wasn't as rich as my boss, they smelt quite similar.
'Oh no... My mind! Stop it, Alice! How can I compare that demon with this epitome of exquisiteness I have here.'
I felt so messed up. I'm sure I'd really need some therapy.
I felt our bodies meet and his hands were now around my neck.
"What the hell..., do you think you're doing..., Mr Bernard?" I yelled out, stifling out a moan in-between my words.
"I said I love you so much. Don't you love me too?" He replied and I felt his lips on mine.
"Ugggh!" I let out another louder moan. I felt my body being set ablaze by his touch.
"I want to hear you scream my name and beg me." He said, looking into my deep brown eyes.
I had to be dreaming. It can't be real.
'What the fuck?!'
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