CHAPTER 1 - Elevated tensions

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She watch her boss through the glass separating her office and his . His yelling at some poor young guy and then he threw his whiskey glass and yelled for the guy to get out. The young man quickly runs out and her give him a sympathetic look. After a couple minutes she knock on her bosses door
"Come in" she hear his dark and Deep muscular voice.

As she hesitantly open the door she see him sitting in his chair with his sleeves rolled up and his tie loosened
"Come here for a minute" her boss said as he took a sip of his new whiskey.
She did as he told her and walked in front of his desk. She stood there awkwardly in her pencil skirt and work blazer. He eyed her up and down and smirked
"Lock the door"

She looks at him, seemingly bewildered, and is terrified when she is instructed to close the door.
"Sir, what do you want to discuss with me?" she is almost tense and can not understand his thoughts.

"Come here" he said as he leaned on his desk and patted his knee.
"I want to discuss something that might excite you"

Her eyes widened as he patted his knee and told her to come closer. She slowly walks towards him, her heart beating wildly in her chest.
"Excite me?" She mumbles as she stops in front of him, looking down at him with a mixture of confusion and curiosity.

"That's right honey. Now come closer and have a seat". He said with an encouraging tone pointing to his knee again.

She hesitantly sat down on his lap and waited for him to speak. She could feel the heat emanating from his body, making her feel even more flustered.
"Relax, I just want to have a talk. No need to be so nervous". He said with a chuckle. He casually put his hand on her hip to keep her steady in his lap.

***"Sir!!" was her term for him. He returned from his daydream.***
"Sir are you alright??"
She said to him. She was in front of the entrance.

He realised he hadn't replied to her when he jolted out of his reverie. "Oh! Well, nothing's amiss! I was simply absorbed in my thoughts.

She returned to her cabin and resumed her work. After a few hours, it is now 7 p.m. and time to depart.

He watched her get up to leave. He walked towards her cabin and grabbed her wrist and gently pulled her back to him before she could leave.
"Hold on a moment, we're not done here yet."

His grip on her wrist made her flinch. She looked at him with confusion and slight fear in her eyes as he pulled her back.
"W-what do you mean we're not done?"

He pulled her closer so that she was standing right in front of him
"I said we're not done. I still have some things I need to discuss with you..." he said in a dark seductive tone.

"What you want to discuss, actually it's 7pm and it's my time to leave and we can discuss it on tomorrow!"
she says, looking at him with a confused and furious expression. She spoke quickly.

He chuckled at her comment "Honey, you're leaving when I say you can leave."
He stood up and leaned against the desk, crossing his arms over his muscular chest. "And I'm in no rush to let you leave... I'm not finished with you yet".

She gives him a puppy-eyes look! "Pardon me, sir. Actually, I have to go because I have a date. Please."
Her tone is one of pleading with a hint of sarcasm.

His jaw clenched at her mention of a date. "You have a date?" He repeated with a hint of anger in his voice.

He took a step closer to her and gently grabbed her chin, forcing her to look up at him
"And who is this date with?"

She growled in response to his abrupt questions
"Oh, hurry up. That is not your concern."
With a frustrated face, she looks at him.

His grip on her chin tightened as she spoke to him. He was clearly annoyed at her response and now he was getting angry
"Actually sweetheart... it is my business. Especially when you say you're going on a date with some other man"

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