The rectangular table was surrounded by a group of men in a conference room. One of them, a bold man, broke the silence and spoke, "Following the protocol of our contract and the future project ahead, I think it's safe to say that we have your permission to continue."
Meanwhile, Crystal walked around the table, carefully and diligently serving each man his preferred beverage. She listened carefully to each individual's request, ensuring that every detail was just right.
As she approached Matthew with his coffee, she caught his intense gaze and felt a wave of discomfort between her legs washed over her. She tried to compose herself and politely greeted the other men in the room before offering the coffee to Matthew. However, his jaw was clenched tightly, and he seemed to be seething with anger.
"Your coffee, sir," Crystal said, trying her best to remain calm and poised.
Matthew took the coffee from her hand and muttered a curt thank you before pulling her down onto the seat beside him. The touch of his hand on hers sent a jolt of pleasure through her body.
Crystal quickly pulled out her notebook and began taking notes on the meeting, making sure to capture all the important details. She then handed out printed papers to the men around the table
The task itself was not difficult, but the man at the head of the table seemed to be eyeing her with a predatory gaze, making her feel uneasy and uncomfortable in his presence.
After a long boring 1 hour, the meeting ended.
Matthew concluded his business meeting with a firm handshake from the bold, confident man. "It was a pleasure doing business with you, Master Mancini," the man said with a hint of admiration in his voice. Matthew nodded in agreement, appreciating the man's professionalism.
As they exchanged goodbyes, the man's eyes wandered towards Crystal, who was tidying up the room, collecting the empty cups. "And of course, the lovely lady," he said, his gaze lingering on her for a moment. Crystal smiled politely, acknowledging the compliment before returning to her work.
"I'd keep my eyes to myself if I were you," Matthew growled, tightening the hold he had on him. The bold man winced as the sound of cracking reached Crystal she turned around and eyed the men.
As soon as Matthew felt the man's grip loosen, he let go and stepped back, creating some distance between them. The man quickly apologized and practically ran out of the room. Concerned, Crystal approached Matthew and asked if everything was okay.
Matthew let out a sigh and replied, "Let's go." Crystal hesitated, saying she still had to clean up, but Matthew assured her that they had people for that and urged her to come along.
As they made their way towards the private elevator, Crystal noticed that they weren't headed towards Matthew's office. She asked, "Where are you going, sir?"
Matthew turned to her and asked, "It's lunchtime, isn't it?" Before pressing the button to call the elevator.
"Yes but-"
"That's what we're going to do," he said, gently pushing her back into the elevator. Crystal gasped at the feeling, and she knew he heard it.
The elevator closed and descended.
Crystal's phone pinged with a notification.
It was her significant other.
She smiled at the text. And was quick to reply.
Chris: I just got back from the hacking trip with my parents. I wish you had come with us baby you would love it there.
Crystal: I'm glad you had fun. You deserve it after those final exams.
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