My Boss & His Personal Assistant

Chapter 15

We walk into the club and all I see are sweaty bodies and bottles of liquor everywhere. "Why are we here ?" I asked him. "Just to meet some friends. Remember , good impressions." He said , tightening his arm around my waist. We come up to a table with three men and pretty skimpy women in revealing clothing. "Aye Mike ! How are ya ?" A blonde man asked him.

"Fine , Alex. How about yourself ?" He asked him.

"So who's this beautiful piece of ass ?" He said , raking me with his eyes. "Excuse me ?" I asked him. "Hi, name's Alex. Can I just say you are a gorgeous prize, darling. Very beautiful. Michael's very lucky to have you." He said , holding out his hand afterwards. "Yeah sure." I said, roughly shaking his hand back. "Whoa ! Babe's got a grip. That's a good thing." He said. "You are a very disgusting man , you know that ?"

"Excuse me everyone." Michael said as he held me by the waist and pulled me to the side. "What are you doing ? Didn't I tell you good impressions ?" He said. "Do you hear the disrespect from him ? I hate people like that." I said back. "Do you want to leave ? We just got here."

"Yes , I want to leave."

"Fine. Stay here."

He goes over to the table. "I'm sorry guys. She said she has severe stomach pain. I'll take her home."

"Yeah , I can tell. Are you comimg back ?" Alex asked.

"Probably not."

"See ya bro." Alex and some other man said to him as we left. He took me by the hand and left out the club. We walked to the car and got in. "Ugh , why do you hang with ignorant men like that ?" I asked him.

***** Michael POV *****

"Ugh , why do you hang with ignorant men like that ? They totally belittled me like I'm trash !" She said.

"I just do , Alexsa." I told her. She kept mumbling to herself for a couple more minutes , sighed , then leaned back in the seat. I have to tell her soon. Soon needs to hurry up. You need to tell her that you're a Dominant. She almost caught you. Not yet though. Not yet.

***** Alexsa POV *****

We finally got back to his house. I walked in , took my shoes off , and plopped on the couch. "Wow , I am bored." Michael gave me a confused face. "Really ? We just left from a club , and now you're bored ?"

"I'm glad we left. Those men were obnoxious and I didn't want to look like one of those skanks cling to their arms for dear life. Plus , we can have our own club." I told him , walking up to the big stereo.

"How ?"

"Like this." I said , turning on the radio. Slow Down by Selena Gomez came out and I squealed because this is one of my favorite songs , due to the fact I'm just as Spanish as she is. The song is intoxicating and I start dancing , letting my hands roam all over my body.

Cause I just wanna party all night in the neon lights til you can't let me go! I just wanna feel your body right next to mine , all night long baby slow down the song.

I love this song. I'm just shaking my hips and belly dancing while Michael is just observing me with hungry eyes. The fact that I'm in my boss's house and he's tempted me more than once still blows my mind. But it doesn't matter anymore. We just have to keep this .. whatever we have , a secret. To everyone.

Next thing I know , Michael's front is pressed on my back , music still playing in the background. "You look so sexy dancing like that."

"I know." I told him.

"Let me give you same pleasure back."

"No." I said , treating him like a child.

"What ?"

"You can't get in these panties tonight." I said.

"Baby , I know I can get in those panties."

"Whatever , I have to get ready for work tomorrow , and my legs will not be hurting. My boss will kill me , like I said." I told him , turning off the stereo. "Do you even have work clothes ?" He asked. "I have to go home to get them." "Do you want me to take you home ?" He asked me. "Please." I asked him. "Okay." I changed my shoes and we drove to my house , giving him directions along the way. I get my keys and walk up to my door , unlocking it. "Home sweet home." I say to myself.

"Well , being in this house brings back memories." Michael said. "Ah ! Michael , quit scaring me."

"I'm sorry. But your home is nice , seeing it a third time." He said.

"Thanks." I said sarcastically. He followed me upstairs to my room. "Ah , I will always remember this room until the day I die." He said. I gave a glare and it's like he read my mind. "I'm okay , I think I'll manage." He said. "You know I can stay home." I told him.

"Where's your car ?" He asked me. I forgot it's parked in his driveway. "Fuck ! It's at your house." I said , stomping my foot once. "Exactly. Unless you wanna take the bus , then you come back to my house. "You know I can always get in my car and leave."

He walked closer to me until our lips were mere touching. "That's the thing. I won't let you leave. I don't want to leave , I need you."

He needs me ? Pfft , no ..

"You don't need me." I told him. He wrapped an arm around my waist. "Yes I do."

"Mr. Burkley , no you don't."

"Ms. Morris , yes you do." And then he kissed me , but I pulled away. "What's wrong ?" He asked. "Nothing." I told him. "Let's just go get my car so I can come back home. I don't want my boss to bitch about how late I might be." I say , receiving a smirk from as we head back in his expensive car , back to his mansion.