Beautiful Demon [COMPLETED]

Chapter 15

~Jessica POV~

"Your boss is very understandable to her client's needs Miss.Moore."

That sexy voice, damn it, ignore him Jessica just keep this, business related only.

"Yes she is, she is a very good boss. She made me who I am today."

That shut you up didn't it asshole?
Score: Jessica 1- 0 The Jerk

We didn't exchange any more words all the way down to the third floor, passed through my secretary and welcomed him in my office.

"Well Mr.Dexter if you please take a seat so that we talk about your schedule and future parties."

He sat down in one of the sofas in front of my desk, put one leg over the other, his hand resting on his chin as he kept on looking at me, studying me, made me feel like I was some kind of math assignment he tried to solve.

Ok... This is getting uncomfortable...

"What were you doing in the club last Sunday?"

What the hell? I knew his attentions were no good. He had no plan on handling this as a business.

I looked up, starred at his eyes that were, in their turn, starring at me with such intense gaze... Made me have shivers and cold sweats.

"What I do in my free time is not what we are talking about here. Let's keep this only business related please if you may."

"Oh it's exactly what we ARE going to talk about right now because I would like to understand why you rejected my chauffeur to give his services to you in the morning."

Wait was he getting angry at me right now? What the hell? If this is about getting angry, I should be the one who's yelling and kicking him where the sun doesn't shine right now.

"And why do you think I would have accepted your chauffeur's services? Because as I recall you treated me like I was some kind of prostitute, which I presume you have tones of, kissed me against my will in your office when I was just trying to get my stuff back."

His eyes turned... Soft? But he quickly got back to his mean self.

"Why were you in my club last Sunday?"

Is this guy serious? He just totally ignored me. I sighed...

"Mr. Dexter, we both are now in my office to talk about business only."

He stood up suddenly, fixing his suit jacket...

"Very well. I will let my secretary send you my schedule and now if you excuse me Miss Moore."

And with that said, he left the office.

Huh? What just happened? Did he actually just let go about talking about the subject?

Oh well, as long as he left my office. I relaxed against my chair, sighing in relief but my relaxation was cut through by the beeping sound of my cell phone indicating I got a message.

I'm sure it's just one of those stupid ads messages.

"Miss Moore, Clay will pick you up from your house tonight at 8p.m. We will talk about this when our respective work hours are over - D.D."

WHAT??!!
Jessica 1- 1 The Jerk.
Damn you Daniel Dexter...