The Tycoon's Desire

Chapter Twenty-Seven

Sylvia

Of course, this just had to be my luck. The one evening that I sought to escape the never-surprising, despicable, Travis Charles, I am condemned to spend an entire evening under the same roof as him. My thoughts swirled through my mind in a confused manner that would fail to make sense to even the most learned man. I could feel this growing attraction between us, no matter how hard I fought it. I detested this man with a passion and yet, he still managed to affect me so. I must be going mad!  I thought to myself. This was the only thing that would make any sense to me and so I held on to this thought with everything I had. I'm sure he must think I'm crazy, to him, I was just his P. A and I had no reason to hate him, except for the little fact that he had nearly run me over, but little did he know, there was a very very big reason why I hated him, even though I prayed he would never find out.

Now that the initial shock of "getting kidnapped" and the fact that I would have to remain here for the night had worn off, I blinked and looked around the room. I noticed that everyone was looking at me as if waiting for an answer, I realised I must have been lost in my thoughts for more than a few moments as I hadn't heard a word that had been said. "Sorry, what?" I asked suddenly, in the silence that had ensued. Mrs Charles repeated her question, "Are you feeling OK dear? That must have been quite a fright. Unfortunately, as we had not been expecting any guests to stay over, the rooms are not prepared but let's see what we can prepare for you tonight. What size are you in clothes? I will have a look around and see if we can find you something for you to be comfortable in." Upon hearing this, I realised I hadn't even thought of this and sleeping in my work clothes was surely going to cause an uncomfortable night nor had the idea of where I'd be sleeping crossed my mind. My eyes slid unconsciously towards Travis, whose eyes I found were still intensely looking at me. I felt my face suddenly warm up as my body began to betray me again with desires that had been left unsaid. "Oh don't worry about me Mrs Charles, I can sleep on the couch, it's not a problem! Not much I can do about pyjamas however but I'm sure I will be fine." I said in a cheerful tone, hoping not to betray the thoughts that were running through my mind. "Nonsense! There is no way we would subject you to an uncomfortable night on the sofa. You can take my son's room for the evening, I'm sure he won't mind since it's his fault you're here at all and I'm sure we can find something comfortable for you to relax in for the evening." Mrs Charles replied in an assertive but equally cheerful voice. I guess there was no talking this woman out of her decision seeing as no one challenged her about this. I looked back towards Travis, attempting to gauge his feelings about this, but I was met with a stone-faced expression that betrayed no thoughts or feelings. "Don't worry about her clothes Mother, I have some of her things here that were not delivered to my penthouse so she can choose what she would like to wear." Travis suddenly declared. This surprised me, as he had not mentioned this before. Though thinking back, he also had not mentioned the collection of clothes he kept for me in his penthouse either until the day he forced me to change my work clothes because he claimed the ones I had turned up in did not fit the image of an employee of the Charles empire. "Wonderful then. It's all sorted!" Mrs Charles said happily. 

With great displeasure at the situation I found myself in, I allowed Travis to show me once more to his bedroom. Although this time I was determined to not let anything untoward happen again. I had to be strong, I had to be firm. He would not get his way and I could not give in to my body's desires, I was more than base desires and carnal pleasures. As I drummed these thoughts repeatedly to myself, a niggling thought couldn't help but point out that it seemed I was trying to convince myself not to cave in, instead of this being my natural reaction. What was happening to me?