Loving and forgiving a billionaire

Chapter 1

"How long does it take to get a coffee?" a man bellowed from his office.

A woman walked in with a coffee, setting it on his desk she said, "I'm sorry sir. I couldn't get the machine to work."

"Where is Melanie?" he demanded angrily. Looking her up and down.

She straightened her long black skirt and red blouse that was too big for her as she replied, " I don't know where Melanie is Mr. Rothschild. I was told to come here and fill in for the day."

He glared at her, his blue eyes shining, "You are to fill in for her huh? All of her duties?"

Avangelina didn't like the look in his eyes, but she replied "Yes Sir.", she straightened her hair.

"Come here." he demanded.

"Why?" she asked.

"Come here. When I tell you to do something you don't question me." he demanded again.

She slowly walked over to him, stopping just out of his reach.

He smiled and stated, "Closer."

"I think I'm close enough Mr. Rothschild. What do you need?" she remarked staring at him.

He moved so quickly that she wasn't prepared when he leaned forward and grabbed her blouse pulling her to him so she fell against him. He trapped her in his arms as he crushed his mouth against hers. When he thrust his tongue into her mouth she whimpered and without conscious thought kissed him back.

"Angel." he groaned squeezing her to his chest.

Avangelina pushed away from him and said, "Mr. Rothschild this is highly inappropriate."

"Don't do that Angel. I'm sorry." he stated in irritation.

She walked several steps away and said, "Stop calling me that. I told you not to."

He glared at her and said, "Avagelina, I apologized. I didn't realize you were working when I approached you at the club."

"It doesn't matter. I don't work there anymore, that's why I'm here. I didn't realize this was your company. I am going to call and have someone else sent over, I can't stay here." she stated as she walked towards the door.

"No!" he shouted coming around the desk and grabbing her wrist.

"Let me go Mr. Rothschild." she demanded tugging on her wrist.

"Stop calling me Mr. Rothschild damn it! I know in the biblical sense." he growled trying to wrap his arms around her.

She fought him, hitting his chest and shoulders. "No! Just let me go."

He lifted her up over his shoulder and carrying her over to the couch and dropped her on it. When she tried to get up he pushed her back down and put laid on top of her. "You are going to stop running away from damn it! When you said 'I do' it was forever."

"That was before I caught you in our bed with another woman! Now get the hell off me!" she yelled.

"Angel, no matter where you run I will find you. So stop fighting me and come home." he stated nuzzling her neck.

She twisted her head away and said, "Let me go Grayson! I don't love you."

He stopped and looked at her with shock in his eyes, "What?"