REIKA

TWELVE

I was going to try my theory. If I was right, that fucking creep was watching me all the time. Even right at this moment.

Spinning in my office chair, I faced the glass wall behind me. My eyes moved with frustration around the countless buildings in our city. The world just got smaller, and I was going to find him, yank him out of the darkness and drag him through hell.

I could bet my ass he was always somewhere he could see me, and after yesterday, I could bet anything and everything that he was jealous as fuck. Enough to make that creep step out of the shadows.

I could have planned this out better, been more calculating, like Emm, but Nah. I was going to improvise.

A buzzing sound alerted me of an incoming message.

"She has arrived. Do you want me to send her up?" Oma questioned, with a hint of doubt in her voice. My eyes remain fixed on the city.

"Escort Diane straight to my office, please. I have been waiting for her," I mindlessly answered. A couple of minutes later, I heard my door open and spun my chair in that direction. Diane stood in front of me with a soft apologetic smile, and I smiled back, sweetly.

I was a jerk. I needed to use her, and I was about to do just that.

"I'm sorry things went south yesterday. I didn't know you had someone following you like that. I shouldn't have stepped out, leave you alone." She apologized, and I shook my head with a 'no worries' expression before I signaled her to come over with my hand. She walked closer.

Diane was wearing a business outfit but with a short skirt, like the first time I saw her. Her skirt suit was black, and she had a soft pink silky blouse. She stood closer, and I reached for her hand, taking it in mine and caressing her skin.

"I'm sorry I walked away like that. I should have explained things to you. Let me make it up to you," I mentioned without looking into her eyes and let her hand go. My hand went to her leg, and I gently brushed my finger on her soft skin, moving it up slowly.

Once she knew what I wanted, her breathing changed. Her body slightly trembled, and I felt bad about what I was doing. It seemed as if she really liked me. I had to come clean and give her an option.

"I want to use you," I muttered, and she paid full attention to me. Her eyes meet mine in search of an explanation.

"You are beautiful, but I don't want anything real with you. I do want to use you, your body." I kept my voice low and seductive. She thought about it for a moment and then smirked.

"Then use me, Alpha." Diane raised her skirt higher, got closer, and straddled me. "I have been used by far less interesting people. None of them were as cute as you are. I might have been secretly wanting to use you as well," she said with a smile and drew slow circles with her finger over my lips. I let my hands touch her thighs and then moved them up her long legs until getting under the part of her skirt that was still covering her, reached for her ass, and got my hands full of her soft cheeks. She was wearing a thong, so I had full access to her skin.

Diane leaned forward and kissed me. My lower lip first, then the upper. I opened my lips, and she slipped her tongue in. As we deepened our sensual kiss, I spun my chair once more, so we would face the glass wall. My hands moved her skirt up to her waist, and I grabbed her ass again. Diane grinded her hips on me and I guided her, making her grind harder.

We stopped kissing to catch our breath, and she took her blazer off. I hurriedly unbuttoned her blouse until her bra was exposed and then pushed the sleeves down her shoulders. Not wanting to waste time, I pulled her bra down and closed my lips over one of her nipples. As soon as I gave her a light suck or her small, hardened bud, a sharp pain stopped me.