My BAD BOY in LOVE ✔️

Chapter 33

My BAD BOY in LOVE

CHAPTER 33

Arthur:

I'm afraid. Really afraid. The looks Meow have been giving me since the stunt I pulled at breakfast. It's really scary. Trust me, the woman can really be scary when she wants. I'm sure she is planing on something.
I heard my phone ringing and was snapped out of my thoughts. It's Meow, God!
I hit the answer and pressed it to my ear. "Already missing me, baby?" I asked her cockily.
"Aur, I have sent you an email, it's about some business crap. I don't get it. Please check it." Her tone was pleading.
"Sure, Meow. Will check it rightnow!" I disconnected the call and opened my email on my laptop, which is on the table of my office.
I found a mail from Meow and opened it. It had an attachment. A video?
A video about business?
I opened it and found Meow adjusting the camera.
What?
Why do feel this has to do nothing with business?
She then walked quite far away from the camera till I could se her completely and sat on the couch of her office.
She was wearing the same dress from morning. It made me go back to the stunt I pulled. She looked beyond sexy in it.
Back to the video.
She pulled her hair out of the bun and shook her head messing with them. Her gaze fixed on the camera, like she is looking right in to me eyes.
What the absolute Fuck? My jaw fell to the floor when she started to unbutton her blouse, slowly.
One aftet the another button starting from the top.
Then she slowly took her blouse off to reveal a white lace sexy bra.
What is this woman doing? I felt my body's temperature increase and I was turned on.
She was doing everything painfully slow.
I was continously shifting in my seat and sweating.
Her hands then went to her back. Fuck! Is she taking her bra off?

Knock!

What the Fuck? "Who's it?" I barked in frustration. There was Meow undressing seductively and I couldn't do anything except just watching her. My hands were itching to touch her. But, I can't!
"Sir, Mr. Grantham is here to see you." My assistant's voice said from another side of the door.
Fuck! How can I forgot? I had a meeting with Mr. Grantham. His company sells us the chemicals.
Here I'm hot and bothered.
I snapped my laptop close and worked on calming my breath.
"Send him in after 5 minutes." I called out, still breathless.
What's wrong with Meow? She was a naughty girl at childhood. But from where did the confidence and boldness came?
What got in to her?
Oh, so this was the pay back! For what I did to her at breakfast.
Mr. Grantham entered my office with a smile and I returned it.
All way during the meeting, Meow was on my mind. The way she looked at the camera while doing things that drove me to the edge.
This girl is driving me more and more insane every minute.
Finally the meeting was over and I stomped out of my office to Meow's. She will have to finish what she started!
I slammed open the door of her office and stalked her laboratory.
What the fuck? Why is it locked?
"Meow?" I banged on the door, impatiently.
"Yes, Mr. Lancaster?" Came her calm and cool reply. Seriously?
"Stop Mr. Lancaster-ing me and open the fucking door!" I growled in frustration. First, she turns me on and then shuts me out?
"Why do you think I would do that?" Her teasing and playful tone came right from the another side of the door.
"To finish what you started!" I hissed, not able to control my burning hormones anymore!
She opened the door with a look of proud! Wow! She is proud that she got what she wanted.
"Hello, Mr. Lancaster. I didn't start it. You started it at breakfast." She folded her arms over her chest, raising her eyebrows. She looked right in to my eyes, challenging me to deny it.
Finally that she was right in the front of me. I was about to make a grab for her.
"So, how did it feel? You just got to look and not to touch?" She smirked wickedly at me, arcing an eyebrow at me.
Oh yeah, Meow. I will show you.
I was about go grab her but heard a knock at her office. She grinned at me, going to the door.
But, I'm not done yet! I can't stand it anymore!
I grabbed her arm yanking her back in the front of me. With no more delay, I crushed her lips with mine.
"Why did you kiss me?" I asked with a smirk plastered on my face as we pulled away and she scowls at me.
"Just for the record, Mr. Lancaster. I didn't kiss you. You made a grab for me and kissed me." She made a futile attempt to free her hand.
"I'm not talking about now, I'm talking about last night. You kissed me when I was rambling my heart to you." I grinned at her as she looked like a child caught with a hand in the cookie jar.
She then straightened her spine and poked her chin in the air. "I don't know what are you talking about." Her expression was poker.
"You know exactly, what I'm talking about." I pointed out as I wrapped my arms around her pulling her in to me.
She bowed her head as her cheeks turned a bright red, then looked at somewhere. "Will you let me go?"
"Never!" I was honest and pulled her closer. "You were telling me you never agreed to be my girlfriend. But, I took that kiss as my 'yes', girlfriend. And, you know you love it when I touch and kiss you." I whispered in her ear, making her shiver.
Her breath was caught in her throat as she started breathing heavily.
"I still know you better, Meow. Remember I used to understand what you mean before you even learned how to talk?" I looked at her now, a small smile was playing on her lips.
She hit me on my arm. "You are a jerk!"
"But, I'm your jerk, my girlfriend!" I whispered burring her head in my chest!