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"Not Again"

Kristen's P.O.V.

Frazzled.

Afraid.

Confused.

Hot.

Very hot.

I stood cemented in the area Mr. King had left me dumbfounded by the fact that Jeremy, his worker, well now ex worker was now fired, because of me.

"Kitten!" A roar was heard from the direction of Mr.King's office.

I looked around sceptically waiting for the person to follow him, to realise everyone was looking at me expectantly, some nervously, some, like in typical books, with "envy".

"What the hell you looking at me for," I know my dark complexion made me enemies but I didn't care. I fake flashed my nappy, long black hair and strutted off proudly to Mr.King's office.

As I reached the door my hands became sweaty. Why am I behaving like a teenage? I placed on my big girl underwear and stepped into his office.

Suddenly I was attacked by dark eyes and hungry lips.

My breath was knocked out of me as he guided his mouth against mine. Impossibly close, he guided his hands to my ass and squeezed it possessively, lifting me. My feet unconsciously flung itself around him as he ravished my mouth. I moaned carelessly, receiving another squeeze, this one rougher than the previous. I gasped allowing his tongue— chocolate tasting tongue— to enter my mouth. We both fought for dominance as he pushed me firmly against the wall. He groaned and I felt myself having a juicy fruit.

"Air." I breathed heavily into the extremely hot kiss.

He placed me down timidly, still breathing fast. I kept my eyes closed as he rested his forehead on mine. I opened my eyes when I felt him move closer to his desk, sexily leaning on it.

What did I just do!!!! With MY BOSS.

When I had finally snapped out of my ecstatic moment I didn't know what to do. I just kissed my boss.

"Yes Kristina, you just kissed me. And let me say, it's the best damn kiss I have ever had." Mr. King stated moving towards me again with hungry and mischief shinning in his eyes.

"Umm.....," I stuttered, searching for something to divert him from kissing me again. I would surely die.

I looked over and there it was.
My savior.
My prince charming.
There stood the table filled with chocolate.

I swiftly moved towards it and turned back to an amused Mr. King.

"Lunch?"

He chuckled still having the mysterious twinkle in his eyes.

"Sure, but you are going to have to give me some time to fix my problem here." He stated with a smirk imbedded on his lips.

I looked to what he was talking about only to be met by the huge bulge in his pants.
"Shit!" I mumbled hurrying out of his office.

"I'll be there in a minute," he stated chuckling right before I closed his office door. If I was lighter I would have been like a tomato right now.

I strutted to my desk sassily not caring about the stares that followed me, a creepy smile on my face.

I decided to wait in the hall so I collected my stuff and headed down, not forgetting to write a note and leave it on the desk in the case of him coming to look for me.

My red 3- inch heels hit the tiled floors as the room became hushed with whispers. I mentally rolled my eyes. This feels like walking through the hall way of a damn high school.

Grow up people.
I mentally debated with myself to turn around and double middle finger them all while sticking my tongue out. 👅.

But decided against it.

I walked out of the elevator and took a seat in the lounge area. I took out my iPhone S6 and started to scroll through instagram to pass the time.

After about 5 minutes someone cleared their throat. I mentally smiled thinking it was Mr. King but was mentally slapped in the face at the sight Jake standing in front of me.

"Hey. I've been longing to see you." He said with a cute smile.

"Hey... Jake," I said timidly, searching around.

"Look, I really like you and want to get to know you more," same thing Jeremy said.

Not again.

I mentally face palmed myself.

"Look Jake, I don't know if anything can happen between us, I don't even know what's happening with myself so I'm going to have to tell you no." I announced with a sad smile,
just as Mr. King steps out of the elevator. He sees me first and parades a smile until he spots Jake and he eyes catch back its darkness, not in a good way.

"I'll wait till he messes up," Jake said, looking at my line of vision and walking away. What's does he mean?

"What the hell did he want?" Mr. King said angrily, suddenly moving in the direction of Jake.

I pulled him back swiftly and he stumbled seemingly was not expecting the sudden halt. He turnt again to look at me and I simply yet firmly stated,

"Not again."