Chapter 19

• • • Emile’s POV • • •

“Sir, she ceased us from parking!” a huge, sexy man with well, belt muscles reports to Dickinson who is comfortably seated behind his desk. “Where is she now?” he frowns. “On her desk!” the cleaner retorts.

“I see!” Dickinson immediately walks out of his office and the man immediately follows him. He takes his private lifter while the man takes the general one and they all meet on the floor where I am.

“Everyone out!” Dickinson yells as soon as he enters my department and they all rush out without attempting to understand what is going on. They simply obey instructions.

While I remain seated on my desk. After all, none of them will even notices my absence since nearly all of them don't know me here.

“Out!” Dickinson waves the cleaners strutting by my desk and they walk disappointed. They were impatiently waiting to do their job.

“All this isn't necessary!” I frowns. “Why are you making things difficult?” he seats on my desk. “I don't merit this. I can't take it and it's unfair to the other workers!” I honestly argue with him to have a rethink.

“Life itself isn't fair and trusts me, I'm in the best position to tell you about the unfairness of life. And those people you're claiming to care for would have taken this offer without thinking about anyone, not even for a second.” He swerves towards my face “We discussed this already. Let those men do their job!” he urges.

“It remains unfair. Who am I?” I cry. “You remain you and nothing will change that. Stop thinking” he hoists me from where I'm perch and we walk away. On our way, he waves at the cleaners to do their work while we enter the private lifter.

The lifter stops at his floor. He walks out and I follow him. He pauses by Naomi’s desk asking her to announce to the other workers to get back into their various bureaus. With that said we walk to his office.

“You stay with me until they're done parking” he moves behind his desk while I seat opposite. He starts working on some files while I'm just seated and scrutinizing him like a kid watching cartoons.

His elegance is obsessing and I drank in as I watch him work. He looks so powerful behind his desk and unimaginably gorgeous as his electric brown eyes helplessly rolls from the paperback to the computer screen and back. Then his finger move rapidly as it continuously hits the keyboard.

“Won't you help me?” he stops. I fling my stare away as if I wasn't staring at him. “Sure!” I nod with a blush at his proposal though I wasn't bored staring at him.

“This pile of papers you file them in that cabinets over there! I guess you know how it's done?” “yes!” I nod as I stand and I start to filling the files.

A few seconds pass and I sense him starting at my ass as I walk to the cabinets and back to him. I turn to him to be sure enough and he doesn't bother to take his stare off me.

“Won't you work?” I wonder as he keeps staring at me. “I can't help my mind keeps wondering at your beauty!” he says with his eyes fixed at the spot in-between my boobs. His deep voice gets drip with lust “Come here!” he gently pulls me closer to him without giving me any leeway to flinch.

I struggle to bottom-up my shirt as he pulls me closer to no avail, my face gets hot. He places me on one of his labs. At first, I feel like a child then this feeling quickly passes me as I feel one of his hand grasping the exposed skin on my gown. My breath instantly speeds up as I look down at his hand. I never released how big his heads were until I look at it resting on my boobs.

My boobs get hotter as he softly caresses them. He title his head, so slightly to the side, watching my reaction as he caresses. At a certain point, I close my eyes not to have a silly reaction. Also shying away from his piercing stare.

While his other hand moves down to my tight. His hand slowly makes way up to my pantie which is already wet with arousal. He slowly pushes my pantie to the side with his finger slight tickling my core. I softly grin.

“Sorry!” I unexpectedly flinch though I remain seated on his laps. “It's fine. Nothing against your will!” he softly grins to comfort me yet I still feel bad for halting him from going further but I can't. My heart isn't at peace. “I'm ready to wait!” he perks me on the lips.

Then this sudden urge to throw up snags me and I run into the toilets found in his office and he follows me. “Haven't you taken your drugs?” he wonders. “I did!” I retort as I wash my mouth with some clean water and I wipe it with some tissue paper.

After that, I walk out.

“Are you ok?” he gets worried. “I'm fine!” I nod though I feel nauseated and hungry at the same time. A very weird feeling. “What did you have for breakfast?” “bread and egg!” I replay.

“Light!. Let me get us something to eat!” he reads my mind. “I'm not hungry and I can't take some now” I don't know why but I halt him from ordering. “I don't mind. You have to eat even if it means me feeding you!” he frowns. “Dickinson!” I softly yell his name in shock “Okay, fine!”.

He grabs the phone and he immediately orders. In less than ten minutes the food is delivered and parked on the table where the couch is. It's like his mini parlour.

“You didn't have to take all of this!” I exclaim. He ordered so much food that we can't finish. “I didn't know what you have a taste for!” he seats on the couch so close to me. “You could ask me!” I widen my stare at him. “Needless to, since I can offer you all!” he arrogantly grins.

He takes off his coat and places it at the other top end of the couch. Then he unties his tie. He rapidly unleashes the parks filled with different chewable.

“What do you want?” he grabs an empty dish with his stare fixed on me. “Hmmm!” I don't know what I want “You choice for me!” I smile.

“Fine!” he dishes out spaghetti with some sauce and he tries to feed me. “Lol!” I seize the dish from his hands and I begin to eat while he watches me do. Once I'm done eat, I take a strand of sandwich and I rapidly eat. Everything goes down smoothly and I take another piece.

When I'm about taking pizza I released that he has been staring at me with a polite grin on the face. “Sorry!” I take my hand off from the pizza. “It's Fine, feel free!” he waves at me. I “No, it's fine I'm okay. I don't usually eat this much!” I get apprehensive. Now I feel stupid for saying that.

“It's fine, I understand!” he battles with himself not to burst into laughter and it's embarrassing. “Fine, if you don't believe me!” I frown because he says something but he's doing another.

“Hey, I understand. And all this is for you!” he picks up a piece of the pizza and he begins to eat to soothe me. It's weird watching him eating, as I have never imagined it. I'm like “Vampires don't eat” me, screaming in my mind.

After eating, he places a last bit of the pizza that he was eating in his mouth and he sends it to my mouth. I bit it and before we can release it, he’s laying on the couch and I'm on top of him fighting the little portion of pizza from his mouth meanwhile much is still left on the table.

I'm seated directly on his core and I keep wiggling on it, unconsciously. He starts rubbing his hands on my ass for some time. Then at some point he tightly presses my ass on his core and he slowly motions it on his core at his tempo. He’s craving, he needs it to get deeper. I grin at him and he grins back.

“Sir, we are done!” the cleaner knocks and immediately barges in. “Shit!” I cry as I scramble down but he clenches my ass on his core impeding me from moving down. “Great, leave!” he isn't bothered while I'm burning in guilt.

The cleaner immediately leaves though he’s been glaring away the whole time.

“We ain't doing any bad!. We’re having fun!” “For you!” I step down and fix my dresses “Lock that damn door anytime am in!” I frown and I leave.

I enter my new office walking in a slow-motion, dreams come through but at what price. I have always dreamt of this; a big luxurious office in a big company like this one, a good salary, etc.. Right now I feel like suffocating, I can't even believe this office is mine.

I gently caress every single piece of furniture found on path as I walk to my desk and tears of joy feels my eyes. All that I'm thinking of right now is me and this office and nothing else.

“It's pointless rejoicing for such. You don't merit it!” Naomi strolls with a malicious smile on the face and her words beings me back to reality. And reality always hurts. I turn and I boldly face her with a careless smile of superiority.

“You are fired, Noami and with immediate effect!” unfortunately for her, Nates was behind here and he heeded all that she said.

“Sorry, sir. Sorry! I didn't mean it. It's a mistake!. I'm sorry sir. Please don't fire me. I need this job” she cries. “You had to think of it before talking about things which are above you. Gets out now!” he gets better. She immediately runs out as she notices his sudden change of mode.

“I hope you're ok?. Don't mind what she said!” he walks to me and lunches my jaws in his hands. “Dickinson I'm not a child so stop it.“ I close my eyes rubbing my jaws in his palm and I take a deep breath “That been said, she is right. I know she was wrong to tell me that on my face but please don't fire her!. Please, my conscience has had enough already and I don't want to add this on me” I cry

“I'm truly sorry. Yet she can't stay in these buildings after talking to you in that manner!” he path from me and takes a seat. I walk to him and I seat on his lap just to convince him. “You can't control what others think of you or me but you can always control your excessive reaction!” I caress his beards and he seems to love it.

“If firing Noami make you this heated then I will certainly fire her every single day!” he infers with an emotional glance. “Don't be silly!” I softly hit him on the shoulder. I'm surprised at myself.

“Rethink it!” I insist. Then he instantly grabs my lips with his and he began to kiss me intensively and I love it.