Working for Him

Chapter 6

Sophia Parker

It was a Friday, which meant that we were to leave for London today. The conference is on Saturday and in order for us to get there on time, we needed to leave this evening. We would arrive in London by 5am but the actual time there would be 12am. That should give us enough time to get some rest before the event.

I had already packed my bags and brought them with me to the office today. Most of the things I brought along were work clothes, nothing serious. But Phoebe suggested that I also have outfits for going out. Whenever Mr Wilson and I went on work trips, there was always time to go out and explore so I packed two dresses just in case, anything could happen.

Mr Wilson didn't show up during working hours today and I spent the whole day missing his presence. He finally showed up around 5pm, just in time to pick me up so we could go to the airport together.

As I came out of the building, his driver collected my bag and placed it in the trunk of his Bentley Mulsanne. This was one of Mr Wilson most expensive and spacious cars. He must have used it to host some of his clients today. Once I got in the car, Mr Wilson conducted a full body appraisal of me before he finally graced me with his signature greeting.

"Hello, Miss Parker." He smiled. That was enough to make my heart malfunction for a few seconds.

"Good evening Mr Wilson." I managed to not stutter. We began to move.

"I see you have very few items." He commented.

"Yes, there wasn't much to pack. It's just for the weekend." I replied.

After that, he didn't say anything and an awkward silence followed. I looked at him after a few moments and he was shamelessly staring at me with a smirk on his face.

Is he checking me out? No way! Mr Wilson would never even look my way. Just in case, I look at what I'm wearing. A grey sleeveless top made of cotton and a black pencil skirt with my satin knee length boots. It's okay I guess, not that interesting for Mr Wilson to stare at me like he wants to devour me because that's what he is doing.

Because this is a small limo, I am seated directly in front of him with my legs closed in between his legs that are wide open. I don't know why men have to open their legs so wide when they sit. It's ridiculous.

I am so uncomfortable with this position. I can't even look directly ahead because Mr Wilson is just ogling me not caring if he gets caught so I turn my head to the side and I am looking at... nothing.

I began to squirm in my seat due to the discomfort I am having. Why can't he just stop looking! Now I'm angry. He is invading my personal space and I don't like it. I mean, I normally would have loved this attention that he is giving me but it's just too much right now. And what's even more annoying is that stupid smirk he has on his face while he is busy violating me with his eyes! What is going on in that silly little head of his!

"Are you okay Miss Parker? It seems like you're having a war within yourself." He asked with one of his eyebrows raised. He definitely knew that his gaze was having an effect on me but he decided to play dumb.

"I'm fine. I'm just uncomfortable." I say harshly.

"Uncomfortable? What makes you so uncomfortable?" He asked in pretence.

"You!"

"Me?" He feigned confusion.

"You're staring at me too much." I said much more sedately, reminding myself that I was speaking to my boss. My sudden outburst was unexpected but he'd pushed me to the edge with his silly little pretence act.