Chapter 8

MysticMuse

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Chapter 8

She didn't concentrate on her work. Her mind got fussy on the man sitting next door to her. She was confused why she was even thinking about him. He wanted to act professional then she should also act likewise. She was eager today to come to the office. She couldn't forget the special moment of her life with him if even she wanted to. He was the first man ever whom she allowed to touch her. Not only that but allowed pecking on her cheek and she didn't even fight back or didn't even run to him to slap. She just stood shocked.

The intercom buzzed. She glanced at it if she should pick it or not? Is no doubt that he could be on the other side of the phone. The intercom was only to be used by the boss and their secretary. Hesitant, she picked it.

"Yes-yes sir"

He sighed. He was waiting for the sweet voice to be ringed on his ear. He saw the tear that had fell from her eyes while leaving his office. He knew the reason, but he can't change himself for her, No matter what. He is her boss in the office. The mere crush on her would never change him. And he thought she wouldn't want him to be changed.

"Roli... come" he hung. That was ridiculous. She thought. How dare he just hang the phone without even listening to her reply? She glares at the intercom for a minute when it rang again. She huffed. Holding the file on her hand she marched to his office.

He became restless on his chair waiting for her. Only 5 minutes had passed but it felt long enough for him to get frustrated. He didn't know if it was because he neglected her or it was because he felt hurt seeing her tears.

The emotional conflict made him more anger and it didn't help when his office door slams open. And she marched inside. Her face was contorted in fury. She was as angry as a bull. Her cheeks flushed and her eyes sparkled with ferocity. She stands in front him. Since he was taller than her, she had to look up and her glare made it clear that she was clearly pissed and annoyed. There was an eerie of silence when he thought to break it.

"Did you bring the file?" he asked in a calm voice ignoring her glare. His heart itself got calm only seeing her back with him. His body relaxed on the chair.

"Yes," she spat venom lacing her voice. The anger was overpowering her hurt. And unable to control it she used the voice she never used at him.

"Do you have any problem with me?" he asked, standing, moving over to her, she takes some step back until she hit the wall. He put his hand on either side of her head blocking her way to move. He knew the double meaning behind his question was un- known to her. 

"No. I- "she felt her heart beating like a drum, nervousness latching on her every nerve. This man was literally making her crazy. She didn't understand the reason why she felt nervous around him so close to her.

"No?" he asked, looking straight into her eyes. His one hand brushed her red flush cheek, his thumb circling around it. The physical attraction caused the air around tense. Somehow she knew what was too happened. In her eyes it was wrong. But she wanted it. She needed it. Her eyes closed slowly waiting for the consequence. She waited for some time, his hot breath caused her to shiver her spine. She was about to open her eyes when she felt it, His lips on hers. 

He brushed his lips to her before deepening it. He was right when he thought it would be smooth but he was wrong about the sour. Her lip was definitely sweet. He moved his lips biting her lower lip demanding an entrance to her mouth. But she denied. She is a tease; he thought and smiled on the kiss. He felt her fist gripped tightly his shirt bringing him close to her. Their lips move in synch. He again asked for the entrance on her mouth but she denied and that's when he realized she had never kissed anyone before. That thought made him snapped out and he quickly pulled back. Both were out of breathing.

She was smiling internally. She had never felt anything like this before. She usually gagged when she sees couples kissing but now she knew how they felt actual. But soon her smile vanished when she heard his word.

"Leave," he said facing his back to her, hands in his pocket.

"What?" she whispers. Hadn't she expected this? At least not after the sensual kiss they share some time ago.

"I said to leave" he snapped, making her flinch. He turned, she gasped seeing his eyes blood shot in anger. His lips closed in a thin line. She never wanted to see this sight of his again. He could be scary when he wanted. So without any argument, she left feeling hurt, heartbreak and at last used. 

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