His Obsession

04



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Arius

"I swear I was busy working last night," I hear Rowan speak over the phone. "Stop lying to me, I know you were busy fucking." I can almost hear him smirking over the phone. "So you do know."

"Of course, I do, Ro." I hear a moan over the phone "Shh" I hear Rowan whisper something. "You were saying?" Rowan asks.

"I was saying how many more ladies, do I need to see to find my perfect fake match?" I ask him. I am growing tired and impatient. Not even a single lady who is here for being my fake bride is trustworthy enough to keep the deal to themselves.

They will open and tell everything to the media, for some views and popularity. Which by the way, sucks.

"I don't know man" I hear his muffled voice and then a single moan.

What the fuck? Is he having sex while he is talking to me on the phone?

"Liste-" I end the call before he can say anything else. I need to bleach my ears after this traumatic call.

I have been traumatized by him my whole life. It's not even funny at this point, but I still chuckle to myself because it is quite funny.

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I am sitting at my office chair waiting for my assistant who is late. It isn't usual for her to be late. It has been a week since she started working and she has never been late before.

I hear a knock at my door. "Come in," I respond, sorting the plan out for my new client. I don't even need to look if it is her. I can feel her presence already.

She walks towards me and hands me the coffee, "Good Morning, Mr. Moreno." She says, her voice is so seductive, I can almost get drunk from it.

She drops her cell phone and bends to pick it up. I take it as an opportunity to admire her.

She is wearing an almost see-through beige blouse, paired up with a knee-length black pencil skirt and black heels. Her long legs were covered in the stocking thingy. She looks stunning.

Her body is perfectly proportioned with curves in all the right places. Despite her petite frame, her hips and thighs are full and shapely, which catches my eye. She radiates confidence and grace.

She looks up at me with those brown eyes. Her eyes are warm pools of honey, rich and inviting. They are flecked with gold, like the sun's rays filtering through the trees. They are deep and mysterious, holding secrets and stories within them.

I hate to admit it, but she is breathtakingly beautiful. She knew I was ogling her because she smirks and walks towards her desk- which is in my office, near my desk only.

She took her seat and started going through the files I had kept on her desk. Completely ignoring my presence.

"I'm working on a new design for a commercial building, and I need you to research some materials that would be perfect for the exterior," I ordered her.

"I was thinking something modern and sleek, but also eco-friendly. Maybe something like recycled metal or glass?." she suggests, her eyes shining with excitement.

Damn. for a beginner, she knows a lot. "What do you think, sir?" she asks. "Wonderful," I praise, she smiles.

"I also need you to help me with the blueprints for the interior. Take a look at the floor plan and make sure everything is to scale."

"Will do, sir," she responds, not looking at me. "Mrs. West?"

"Yes?" she says looking at me, waiting for my response. I don't have anything to say, I just needed her attention.

She is beautiful. I am obviously attracted to her. I am pretty sure she feels the same way, it's just attraction.

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As the days went by, neither of us talked about anything other than work. Though, I often caught her discreetly checking me out from the corner of my eyes.

The sexual tension between her and me is growing more and more, day by day.

It's almost night time, yet she hasn't shown any signs of being tired. She looks exhausted, but she hides it well.

I wouldn't have noticed that if I wasn't constantly staring at her like a creep. In my defense, her eyes, they hold so many secrets. I can't help but try to - "Ahem." The sound of someone clearing their throat breaks me out of my trance.

"I am done for the day, sir." Lucian, my assistant says, obviously wanting to leave. She looks so tired, it's concerning.

"Are you okay, Ms. West?" I ask her. I am concerned, not because I fancy her or something like that. I am concerned for her because she is my employee.

"Fine" is all she says before leaving the room.

That was strange.

Everyone is done for the day, and now is gone, I am done for the day, too. It's only fair if I finally take some much-needed rest.

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I press the elevator button, but it isn't working. It looks like I will have to take the stairs. I sigh.

I hear a noise coming from the inside, I press my ear towards the elevator, and that's when I realize someone is stuck inside the elevator. Oh my god.

I press the emergency button present outside the elevator. It turns blue, indicating that the help is on the way.

The person is now banging the fuck out of the doors, "Fuck" I recognize that voice.

"Lucian?" I say loudly so that she can hear me. "Yes, it's me" "Please open this" I hear her whisper the pleas.

"Please, try to stay calm, the help is on its way, Lucy," I say softly. "I am claustrophobic, I can't breathe." I hear her panicked whisper. It's almost inaudible.

I instruct her for what feels like forever but is just five minutes.

"Please try to breathe, Lucy. Take a deep breath in" I instruct her again. "I- I ca- can't" is all I hear from the other side.

The lift crew has finally arrived. About damn time.

"Sorry for the-" "Get to the work, God damn it."

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Half an hour later, I am at my office sitting with Ms. West on the couch, my right arm draped around her shoulder in a comfortable position.

"Wanna talk about it?" I softly ask her. She didn't respond, staring at the floor as if lost in her own world.

"I asked you a question, Bellissima." I nudge her softly. As her eyes connect with mine, she blushes and looks away.

"No, I am sorry I caused you inconvenience. I am so sorry, I j-just panicked." She whispers apologetically, still not looking at me.

"Stop apologizing, it's okay, I don't mind. You are fine now and this is all that matters."

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Arius is a funny and caring person. Ehehe.

FYI Bellissima means beautiful in Italian.

QOTD: Favorite ice cream flavor?

Mine is Cookies N' Cream, for sure.

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love,

Ezra.