Married Woman

》Chapter One《

"Well you've really outdone yourself Killandra" Mr. Santos said taking a sip of his wine. "This is the reason why I hired you.. and of course other reasons."

He walked over to me standing up infront of his desk. He approached me very closely to the piont I could feel his minty and wine mixed breath. I give a shy smile. "One.." he trailed off looking me in my eyes. I look away shyly. "Your smart, your kind, you put other peoples needs before your own, and...." he kinda in twinned our hands a little. "Your extremely beautiful, your husband is so lucky...." his giving me that yearning, dreamy, lust filled look again and that my que to leave. I pull my hands away from his and take two big steps back. He snaps out his trance and cleared his throat. I clear mines too because I've suddenly become parched.

I look back up to him and he's staring down at me with a unreadable expression. "Thank you Mr. Santos, I appreciate the complements but all I have is you to thank-if it wasn't for you hiring me I dont know where I would have ended up" I say honestly. He sighs and with that still unreadable expression but then it changes into a smile. "Yea, your one of a kind" he says. We kinda stand there akwardly in an akward silence. "Well um.. I think I'll head out now, enjoy your night Mr. Santos." I say about to exit his office. Before I pull the door open he calls to me.

"Killandra" and turn to him.

"Yes sr.?"

"Happy Valinetines day" he says with a smile. I smile back and wave bye.

"Happy Valinetines day to you too sr."

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"Milan?!" I yell for my 5 year old daughter. I don't hear anything. I check the time and see its only 9:30pm. 'Shes probably sleeping cause of school tomorrow' I thought. I walked into my kitchen and open the fridge to get a glass of orange juice. I soon feel hands grip my ass tightly which cause me to yelp and turn around to find my husband towering over me with a sexy smirk on his perfect face. "Hey, I didn't know you were home, you left work early?" I asked.

He kissed my lips while groping my ass. I giggle into his lip. "I just decided to Leave, I was getting tire of my employees making stupid mistakes. I had to have Tamia fix em' all"  I mentally roll my eyes at the mention of that woman's name. Tamia is a pretty black girl that is also my husband's secretary. Shes a pear shape with a little boys' chest to add. I get out the orange juice and put It on the counter along with a glass cup.

"So how was work? That asshole try and kiss you again?"  Brooklyn asked.

I roll my eyes again. {Ok one day my boss came in the office really upset about something.I went in trying to console him. When I walked in he threw a piture that he had on his desk and some glass hit me in my leg. He rushed over to me and tried to help me. He rested me on his desk and started speaking In greek and cursing or apologizing- I dont know what he was saying but he look truely sorry. I tried telling him its ok but then he grabbed my face in his hands and said "no it not ok, I would never hurt you" then he kissed me. Passionately. I kinda kissed back but broke away from it after I came to my senses that im married and he is my boss. He apologize and said it wont happen again and we went on from there}But I only told Brooklyn that he was drunk and kissed me.

If I would of told him what actually happened he would have tried killing my boss and I would be jobless. I turn to my husband with a blank expression. "No, he did not. And he wont so dont worry about that" I pour my orange juice into my cup and put It back. I feel brooklyn eyeing my every move. "Milan is sleeping right?"

"Yea I put her to bed at her bedtime, she was a bit bratty today I had to get her little butt in check a few times before she finally started behaving. " he says. Me and Brooklyn believe in discipline to a certain extent. Me and Brooklyn don't give out whoopings unless it's called
For. "You ever think mabe she just needs a partner in crime" I say. He smirks at me. He walks over to me and rest his hands on my waist. "And what do you mean partner in crime" he asked.