August 22nd : #28 in originals!!
Damian a sex maniac get removed from his future CEO position by his dad. But a year later Damian is back to stir some trouble. But this time Ashton the new employee might be able to stop him. Or will he?
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I went in and found a vacant table and made myself comfortable on a empty chair nearby. Damian came in a few minutes later and sat in front of me. Both of us were very much awkward by what happened a moment ago. I was blushing as hell when Damian held me by my waist. The flashbacks of me kissing him in the pool came racing in like a bullet train in my mind. I was trying to hide the fact that his hold was doing something to my head and body. Releasing a fucking ton amount of Dopamine, making me want to have him near me. Then I remembered that I have a freaking boyfriend, and all the blushing turned into a sense of guilt. My head became a little heavy because of all the thoughts and I closed my eyes. Opening my shy eyes I thought for a moment. Is it okay for me to get flushed in to a deep shade of red by my Boss's closeness to me? I mean I never told Carlton what happened to me in school. And never intended to share it with him.
But when Damian asked me to tell him everything, I just did. I told him about all the good and bad things that happened to me, and when I was done sharing my sad story with him, he just encouraged me to be strong and fight the demons myself. I took in his advice and felt so light after his strong words. And I don't know why, but I feel more safe around Damian nowadays. He feels like my human shield for some odd reason. I don't feel scared around him anymore. And I feel like if something bad comes in front of me, he will be the one who will protect me. I know, I know it's very silly of me to think like that, but my brain just can't help it. I smile at my obnoxious thoughts and hide my face with my long hair. Damian pokes my head with his long and slender finger making me look up at his extremely charming and handsome face. His massive hand then began to fix my messy hair and rested on my head and he whispered,
"What's so funny?"
My eyes widened a bit and I shook my head indicating a no,
"Uh no-nothing... I just remembered something about yo- my childhood... It nothing truly..."
I spoke in a tone that screamed, 'he's lying bro!' but I managed to say some nonsensical stuff and then sat upright, boring my eyes into his hazel ones. He tilted his head and crossed his arms over his huge chest and manspreading a little on the small restaurant chair he spoke out his suspicion to me,
"You're lying to me."
How can he know that!
"N-no S-sir why would I-I lie to y-you?"
I tried to deflect him away by cross questioning him. But he was so unfazed and determined that my confidence was falling down in the Mariana trench,
"You are Ashton..."
He again spoke, a smirk playing on his full lips,
"How c-can you say that s-so confidently?"
I gained a little courage and asked him. How the hell does he caught on that I am lying?
"It's simple, you stutter a lot when you lie. And I can see that, so tell me Ashton. What so funny?"
He said and leaned over the table, his eyes pouring honey in my soul. I didn't noticed it in the morning, but he looks so good in a half sleeve shirt, showing off his massive biceps. He has taken off his coat as he sat down. And now I'm blushing because of the thought of his massive hands on the table. And his biceps flexing because of him leaning towards me.
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"So tell me, are you lying to me Ashton?"
He questioned me again,
"I was just thinking about the... You know- um... The kiss we had in the pool, that night in Paris,"
I told him the truth and he gave me a worried look,
"We're you embarrassed about that kiss Ashton?"
He questioned me. His voice lacing with fear and sadness,
"What! No, I that... I was just wondering if... You liked the kiss or not..."
I quickly replied and asked him if he liked it,
"I loved the feeling of your lips on mine Ashton. And if I get another chance, I will kiss you again and again. And if you are allowing me then I'll surely do that,"
He gave me a honest smile and my heart began to do somersaults in the rib cage. Why is my heart beating so fast and I'm feeling at somewhat ease? Why do I feel a number of butterflies in my stomach, by listening to his words? I've never felt anything like this with Carlton, then why am I feeling so giddy and content at Damian's words? I placed a hand on my chest and blushed yet once again. Did he just said that he wants to kiss me again? He snapped his fingers in front of my face to bring me out of my reverie. I gazed at him and gave him a small smile, he placed his hand on mine and said,
"What about you Ashton? Would you kiss me again if you get a chance to?"
What am I supposed to say? Yes, or No? I was too damn confused at my mental state. I am in a relationship with Carlton. Then why do I have this urge to kiss Damian one more time? I know that I was under the influence of alcohol when I first kissed his lucious lips, but now I am totally sober and aware of my situation. Then why? Why do I want to take him to the restroom, lock ourselves in a empty stall and kiss him like there's no tomorrow? Do I want him in a loving way? Or in a very sexual way?
