Surviving the CEO

Chapter 7: Lunch

     (Picture of Stacie above)

**Aria's POV**

1 month later...

It's 1 o'clock in the afternoon and my feet are killing me. I'm now trying to organize the file cabinet into alphabetical order because apparently whoever worked here before me sucked at filing folders correctly.  I stretched my back and sighed then continued filing. I finished the filing ten minutes later as I got up the intercom beeps.

"You can take your lunch break now Ms.Harden." A deep, baritone voice booms through the intercom.

"Yes,sir. Would you like me to pick you up some lunch?" I asked.

"No." And with that he ended the call.

Well, someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed. I pick up my bag and walk out of my office. I press the elevator button and patiently wait for it to arrive. As soon as it opens I step in and press the lobby button. Just as the doors were about to close a hand shot out to stop them from closing.

The doors reopen and I see that it's Mr. DeLuca, luckily he's on the phone.

"Shane, I want you to call my mum and tell her that I'm coming to the gala this Saturday and tell her that I'm not bringing a date. And I want to you out front in ten minutes." He hangs up without saying thank you or anything.

Why is he so cold towards everyone? Has he always been like this? What made him like this? I move over to the other side of the elevator as far away as possible without making it that noticeable.

"Ms.Harden where do you think you're going?" He asks coldly.

"On my lunch break, sir." I reply back.

"Did I permit you to go in your lunch break?" Mr.DeLuca asks.

"As a matter of fact you did sir." I reply irritated.

His hand shoots out and hits the emergency brake. I jerk forward not prepared for the sudden stop.

"What the hell did you do that for?!" I exclaim.

"You're testing my patience Ms. Harden. And quite frankly, I don't like your attitude." He says turning toward me.

"Well, I don't really care about what you like and dislike about me. If I did then I would've asked." I state getting incredibly irritated.

I press the button again and it starts back up. He takes a step toward me, which causes me to take a step back. He takes another step toward me and I'm now pressed against the side of the elevator.

"Ms.Harden, don't talk to me with that tone."

"I can talk however I want." He lowered his head until his breathe is fanning my face, which smells like peppermint.

"Do you know how powerful I am Ms.Harden?" Xavier glared at me.

"Well, I don't know because guess what?" I ask in a whisper bringing my face closer to his.

"I don't care." I whisper.

"Well, maybe you should." He says in my ear.

His lips are faintly gliding across my skin leaving a trail of goosebumps down my spine. He presses his lips against my neck and my body erupts into a field of sparks. My hands find their way into his thick brown hair, tangling themselves within.

A moan escapes my mouth, the elevator dings signaling that we've reached the lobby, Xavier pulls away and strides out of the elevator like nothing happened. All of a sudden his phone starts to ring and he answers it without hesitation.