Chapter 19 : Business
Back To Naomi's POV
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Monday morning arrived and my head was spinning the moment my feet hit the ground.
This past weekend had been a very eventful weekend to say the absolute least.
I went through a confrontation with my boss's soon to be ex-wife, ended up at then ran away from his mansion, went through an awkward break-up (I wouldn't even really call it that) with Marcus and then for the first time in my life got demolished on top of my breakfast bar counter by my boss.
I keep emphasizing on boss because I still work for this man.
We agreed to keep everything in our personal and work lives entirely separate, but nonetheless I still worked directly under him.
Sheesh.
I was his assistant and though what we did was somewhat unplanned, people always expect a successful businessman to smash his assistant.
Neither of us cared to have anyone in our business, especially those who worked in the office with us or did business with us.
Our careers without a doubt mattered more than whatever this was that we had suddenly started doing, we both acknowledged that.
Besides, I refused to let this man have my head too far gone, the way he ate my body let me know I had to be excessively cautious with how I went about him as a whole.
I rubbed my eyes and got out of my bed to go hop into the shower.
When I finished showering and applying my Chanel coco noir perfume I snapped on a lace dark blue bra with matching panties.
As I covered my legs and arms with matching Chanel lotion I started to have flashbacks.
The way Deion touched my body was just astonishing.
I had seriously become so horny just thinking of him.
His lips, his hands, his grip, his voice, his tongue.
Snap out of it!
Shaking my head I quickly begun to throw on my outfit for the day.
I chose a plain white collared, long-sleeved button down v neck blouse with a grey and white pair of plaid skinny legged pants.
Stepping into a pair of casual white matching wedges I grabbed my purse, phone, keys and swiftly ran out of the front door.
When I walked into the building I was greeted by the security team.
"Good morning Ms. Smith."
"Good morning guys," I smiled.
I continued speedily walking towards the elevator. I was on time still, but barely.
When I stepped into the elevator Izzy quickly followed behind me.
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