"S-sir…you're not supposed to be here.." Sasha said, holding his gaze. The words slipping out like a warning… though the flush in her cheeks said otherwise.
Xavier blackwood. In all his glory was pinning her on her bed. Xavier was supposed to be her boss… her freaking boss. Now he's here… in her room, pinning and straddling her on her own goddamn bed.
"You don't get to tell me where I belong because…" he said, using his fingers and trailing up her neck and landed on her lips. "You're just my secretary…and secretaries only obey orders." With that… he kissed her neck. Trailing kisses from her collarbone to her cleavages.
Sasha was already getting heated up. She threw her head back on her pillow. She was holding her moan, she didn't want to give him the satisfaction he's craving. But he lifted up her nightdress and was about to go down on her when…
BUZZZZ!
BUZZZZ!
"Ahh.." Sasha bounced up from the bed, frightened by the sound of her alarm. She was breathing hard, sweating… hair clinging to her face.
"It was just a dream… it was just a dream…" She said, repeatedly to herself.
She just had the worst nightmare in the histories of nightmares.
Xavier freaking Blackwood, on her bed, making out. Gosh…
Xavier is just her boss. A very strict and heartless one at that. Although she admit that she has been crushing on him but she was too afraid to act on it.
Sasha got up from her bed. Went straight to the bathroom. She stood in front of the mirror and admired herself.
Sasha is a brunette, with big round eyes, partly grey in color. She was 25 and has the whole curves in all appropriate places. She was blessed with a God given smile. A smile that could melt a thousand heart. She was tall and had long beautiful legs worth dying for.
She stared at the mirror. She looked at how horrible and pathetic she looks. Messy hair, smudged makeup and baggy eyes. She hurriedly went into the shower and showered off the kisses that she imagined could be real. She came out from the bathroom with a towel wrapped around her body. She went to her phone and…
"Shit, I'm late…" she dropped her phone and went into her tiny wardrobe. . Nothing new to wear. She stared at a red dress Stella had given her. It was a seductive tight dress, it was so short that it could barely cover her thighs. The neck was cut in deep that her cleavages were visible, it hugged her curves perfectly. For a second she wanted to look different today… just for today, maybe he could notice her. Although she tried hiding her feelings but being Mr blackwood's secretary is quite the temptation. Maybe… just maybe he would glance at her. Part of her wanted her dream to be real… but part of it wanted it to remain that way.
She wore the red dress and stared one last time at the mirror… before grabbing her bag and her phone outside.
She got to the company. THE BLACKWOOD CORP. went directly to her desk… ignoring the eyes on her. They were all whispering and pointing towards her, giving her a dirty look but she cared less.
She settled down at her desk, flipping through files… until she heard the interline.
: Bring the documents we discussed yesterday to my office. Now!.
Her breath hitched. She grabbed the files and headed to the elevator. While she was in the elevator… her mind started drifting to all naughty things Xavier did to her. Shame it was just a dream.
Ding.
The elevator door opened, revealing the glassy hallways. Everywhere there was expensively Crafted. The designs, the painting on the wall. Everything screamed MONEY.
She finally reached the door, only door that held a big tag of ' CEO'. She knocked once, heart racing loudly, she didn't know what she was more afraid of… being seen like this…in this dress… or making last night's dream come true today.
And then she knocked the second time. And she heard a simple.
"Come in, Miss Hart."
She held the doorknob and exhaled before pushing in.
He was in his tailored suit, hair neat, pitch black and no single strand was out of place. He was heavily built for a thirty years old bachelor. He had the prettiest face any woman could ever dream of, bold and straight cheekbones, beautiful pink lips and calculated brown eyes.
Sasha observed all of that with just a glance.
He hadn't moved his eyes from his laptop since she came in. She quietly went towards him with the files and dropped it on his desk.
"Here are the documents you asked for. Sir."
And then for the first time in what felt like decades, his eyes finally looked up at her. Not just at her, his eyes swept every inch of her body to the extent that Sasha felt naked in front of him.
Xavier Blackwood was not known for being a ladies guy. He's always professional and strict when it comes to business.
Like he had said before. 'i don't mix business with pleasure'. But those gaze were burning into her skin, his pupils dilated and she saw something else beneath that gaze. Hunger. And then for a second, she regretted w
earing this dress.
"What the hell are you wearing, Miss Hart?".