13. Sinful Book 1

"I'm leaving" Melissa told me and I nodded my head, I sighed as she left.

I had ten documents to look over and they had a lot of errors! Fucking interns!

I rubbed my fingers against my temple, trying to massage all the stress away. It wasn't working. Just as I was about to grab my phone, it started ringing, Aliyah was calling.

"Hey girl" she hailed

"Heyyy" I said to her

"You sound beaten down" she said

"I'm tired AF, I need baby girl treatment right now. That's all I need" I wailed (a/n: this is me you guys!!! I need baby girl treatment. Please pamper me)

"Then allow me" A deep, sexy voice that didn't come from the other side of the phone said.

I looked up only to see Antonio, in a navy blue shirt and a black denim jeans that clung to him like a second skin, leaning against my door frame with his arms folded, looking at me like I was the only one in the room, well, technically, I am the only one in the room so- never mind.

"That's Anto, isn't it" Aliyah asked, I was too out of it to answer her.

"Oh I'm so jealous of you two. Let me allow you guys to... you know" she laughed and hung up.

"When and how did you get in here?" I asked him.

"Around the time you were massaging your temple." He said and smiled.

If you don't want me pregnant right now, you better stop looking at me that way mister!

"I met your secretary on my way up, said you were busy" he said, entering into my office.

"Yeah, I have work to do, stupid interns don't know how to do shit!" I complained he smiled.

"How far gone are you?" He asked as he walked around my desk to me.

"I just have a few more" I struggled to say.

"Okay, I want to watch you work," he said, placing his large hands on my shoulder.

"Pretty girls should never be stressed" I cried and he laughed.

"Who says you're pretty?" He asked as he started massaging me.

Damn it felt so good. As much as it felt good, I could feel something was fishy.

"What's wrong?" I asked him, lacing all the seriousness I had, in my voice. He was being extra nice and gentle, it wasn't wrong but it was fishy.

"Wrong? Nothing" he answered casually.

"Are you sure? You're acting different" I told him. He took a deep breath and held my shoulders tight.

I think he stopped the blood flow on my arms.

"I'm just really frustrated. How's Noah?" The way he said Noah's name, made me realize what was wrong.

Baby boy was jealous.

"What about him?"

"I don't know, he took you out for lunch, so you should know" he said

I turned to face him.

"Hey, look, Noah and I have nothing, we're cool" I told him, he was avoiding my eyes.

"Of course, but he still wants this" he said, sliding his hands up my thighs

"You want it too," I smirked.

"Of course I do, and I don't like to share," he grumbled.

"You don't own me or any part of me. We are not in a relationship of any kind! We're more like friends with benefits. So you should stop claiming parts of me" by the time I finished talking, I knew I had said the wrong words.

It felt wrong to him but he had to hear it! I had to tell him, to let him know where we stood.

I know I get jealous whenever I see the battalions of girls that text him, but I'm working on it. I don't own him and he doesn't own me.

It'll be a shitty thing to think I can tame this sex-crazed man, that only happens in wattpad books.

I watched as he clenched and unclenched his fist, wishing I said different words. The deed had been done and there's no going back now.

"Okay then, I understand. So, did you think about the contract?" He asked, totally switching into his real self, the mean one. I was a bit shocked but I caused it so instead, I smiled.

"No, I didn't think about it" I told him.

"You should think about it, there's not much time left" he said, looking everywhere else but me.

"No much time left? Oh how could I forget? There are a lot of girls lined up for you to choose from" I said, I didn't even mean to sound pained or rude.

"Jealous, Cara?" He smirked

"No sir, just speaking facts, and if that's the case, then I'm not interested" I told him, turned my chair to my desk to continue working, but he had other plans.

He turned the chair back to him, squatting so we were eye to eye.

"Why are you so damn difficult?" He whispered, searching my face for... answers?

"Spread your legs" he commanded and if a swift motion, I spread my legs.

Don't judge me, the man has some kind of hold on me.

"Don't you want me to make you feel good Cara Mia?"

He pulled my neck towards him, leaving wet kisses on it

"I can make you feel good everyday and the best part? No strings attached" he said but nothing struck me like the last line.

"That's what you want, and that's all I can give" he added.

Lord know if I wasn't as horny as I was, I would tell him to leave.

"Just say yes Cara and I will take you right here, on this desk" he urged.

"Yes! Yes Antonio" I whisper-yelled.

I repeat! Do not judge me!!!