I Need to Forget The CEO!!

Chapter 15 - Sealed with a... risk

Enzo grabbed me by my waist, placing his hand behind my head, and with one swift motion, pulled me into a kiss.

The risky game he warned me about had officially begun.

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Enzo held me close, lightly leaning me against his car, not giving me a second to catch my breath. His lips were smashed against mine, kissing me with a hunger I would never expect him to be capable of. His hands worked through my hair and around the back of my neck, sending heat waves down my back all the way down to my feet.

I gave in, grabbing his shoulders and tilting back, giving him more room to work with. His leg positioned itself in-between mine, heating up my body in the intense moment. This was the result of all the tension swirled around us lately. I could feel his desire radiating inside of me.

He pulled away for a moment, panting, with realization popping into his eyes. He let go quickly, nearly causing me to fall from my now-weak knees. "I'm sorry!" He said, adjusting his shirt collar I ruffled a moment ago.

I wiped my mouth, panting, and gave myself a second to regain my composure before I spoke. "It's okay..." I felt my cheeks warm up to a deep crimson, looking down at my shoes and realizing what just happened.

Did he just... kiss me?

"Lyric," Enzo's voice was low and firm, clear that he wasn't very apologetic about what he just done. "I could tell you liked that."

He smirked, causing me to be even more embarrassed than before. "E-Enzo!" I exclaimed, stunned by his teasing.

"Can you just say yes and be mine? Why make this difficult?" He stepped toward me again, placing his hand onto the car behind me, cornering me once again.

Do I take this offer? What if he really is the playboy everyone has been rumoring him to be?

I stared up at him for a moment. My head spun with all of my emotions— thrill, fear, longing, and passion. If I say yes to his offer, I know that our relationship will change everything.

"Please?" He smirked playfully. It seems he knew exactly what I was going to answer.

He had so much control over me. More than I would ever imagine. I should've pushed him off, but something about him... stopped me.

"Okay." Our lips were sealed by a dangerous promise.

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Okay, for the thousand's of times I said today is a scarier morning than my first day, the pot of emotions I felt today had to top any of those days. Memories of last night circled through my mind, making it difficult to focus or keep up on my work. Enzo was just a few steps away... and I had to pretend like I wasn't his girlfriend now.

It's so thrilling that I like it.  I could still feel his warm lips pressed against mine, and his hands wrapped around my waist and playing with my hair. Quickly snapping out of it, I glanced up, noticing Bryan standing in front of my desk, patiently waiting for me to notice him.

"Hi Mr. Thatcher." I said, exasperated.

"Ouch... bad morning?" He smiled and cringed at my last name usage.

"No, just doing my job." I peeled my eyes away from him and faced my screen, typing up a report on our brand deal with Gucci. Enzo asked me to prepare it for our charity event this weekend.

"So Lyric..." Bryan had a weird... kindness in him right now. Definitely not what I'm used to. "What happened last night with ... yk. Not Mr. Maddox, I mean Rebecca."

"You saw what happened." I watched his face wrinkle a little. Once again, with an unusual concern.

"Nevermind." Bryan suspiciously smiled and walked off, taking a seat back at his desk. I wonder what that could be about.

I shook it off, continuing my work.

"Gucci plans to partner with Maddox for the benefit of publicity and luxury, widening their horizons across seas." I mumbled to myself. "There will be a limited time clothing line released containing varying t-shirts, sweatshirts, and sweatpants branded with "GUCCI x MADDOX". The sweatshirt set will retail at $350, with individual prices being $200 for the sweatshirt and $150 for the sweatpants." I corrected my grammar , added a separate paragraph going into further detail of the attire, and submit it via email to the head of sales department, Victor.

Suddenly, after taking a quick stretch, I focused on the other people in the room, only to notice whispers and stares headed towards me. Several looked away once they saw I caught notice, which was totally a bad sign.

"What?" I said, announcing it to the room. A few people even laughed and ignored me. Carol did the honors to tell me what was going on.

"Lyric, honey..." Carol approached my desk carefully, whisking her hand behind her body to divert the attention away from our conversation. "Look at this."

Carol opened her phone and carefully showed me her screen. It read:

"BREAKING NEWS! SEDUCTRESS SLEEPS HER WAY INTO WORKING AT MADDOX AUTOMOTIVE!"

I felt the room spin around me. That's why people were laughing. That's why I was getting stared at. That's why Bryan was even showing concern. I've been publicly humiliated.

"Inside employee leaks deets about a private relationship between LYRIC BEAU and him. Lyric was hired to the company on a whim- with no work history. Employee shares their 'private engagements' they share during work in exchange for her pay."

I couldn't believe someone would post something like this. It didn't seem real. I would never sell my body like that to someone, ever. Our relationship isn't public and we never were inappropriate at work.

"What the fuck is this?" I said, furious.

Carol took her phone away, lowering her head in shame. "I'm sorry, Lyric. I feel like ... I know who did it."

"Who? I need answers-" I jumped when I heard a door swing open and hit the wall. It was Enzo.

He stood at the center of the room, gathering everyone's attention. "Who ever posted this needs to turn themselves into me within an hour." His words were firm, intimidating everyone in the room. "Lyric found her way here fair and square. I will not have rumors being spread about my employees. Especially when it comes to their hard work." Leaving the room stunned, Enzo stormed back into his room, slamming the door behind him.

Thank you, Enzo.