Mr. Hale Chronicles

Yes, Mr. Hale?

Hello, wolfies! I'm back with another update due to a friend on my Instagram! (My fanpage is @inteenwolfwetrust , btw ^^). You know who you are if you're reading this! Haha! I'm very fortunate to have time to write, even though things aren't going exactly well right now. This chapter is going to be smutty per se. I will be writing as much in this chapter as I can, and updating probably every week. I will TRY! So, don't fret, darlings! Dana will be updated more than my other story! I hope you enjoy!

Ana POV:

Shit, shit, shit! I thought to myself as I shifted through my endless amounts of clothes that Lillian bought me. Who needed this many clothes anyway? I decided to finally pull on my typical pencil skirt and just a regular blouse, then slipping on my pumps. My balance came in a little late, and I nearly fell flat on my face.

My phone beeped in my hand and I slid my finger across the screen, reading the text message I got.

Derek Hale

Would you mind swinging into work a little early this morning? I need a little help with preparing for the meeting this afternoon. Thank you, Miss Beaumont.

I blinked at his formal text message. What happened to his flirting from yesterday? Maybe he was just... in the mood or something. I didn't let it faze me as my fingers typed at the small keyboard.

Ana Beaumont

Yes, Mr. Hale. Leaving right this moment.

I pressed send, not expecting a reply and quickly got my purse. Wobbling down the stairs as quickly as I could, I almost fell yet again, but caught the railing before I could fall to my death. I huffed and pushed my hair out from my face and scowled. I could tell today wouldn't be a good day.

. . .

I walked into my small office outside of Derek's larger office, placing my purse down and digging in for my phone. The text message on the screen nearly almost made me drop my phone.

Derek Hale

Miss Beaumont, I suggest you leave formalities aside. You have no idea what you do to me when you call me that. I expect you to be in my office as soon as you arrive.

My face burned red and I was sure that the blush ran from my cheeks down to my chest. I fanned myself a little bit, then stopped worrying if people seen my redness. No one was here anyway. I sat down in my chair for a moment to catch my breath. My heart beat didn't calm as I continued to think about fantasies that I had of my super sexy boss. You shouldn't be thinking like this, Ana. It's bad for you. What if you're not good enough and he kicks you on the curb?

He wouldn't do that.

How do you know?

He's nice, that's why.

You've known him for two days. How about you calm your horny self down and take a chill pill? I shut my inner thoughts out as I ran into the break room, making Derek's coffee just the way he liked it before walking to his door and knocking.

"Come in," his voice rang out through the door as I grabbed the knob of the door and twisted it. My pumps crossed over the threshold as I looked down towards the ground focusing hard so I wouldn't trip. "Ana, no need to look at the floor. It won't go anywhere."

"Yes, I know that, but I might," I laughed softly as I placed the coffee on his desk. I made a huge mistake as I shifted my eyes from the floor, to the coffee, then up his well defined arm, broad shoulder, then his amazingly beautiful face. I swear, I nearly had an orgasm from just looking at him. My heart beat picked up considerably and I swallowed hard. His stunning green eyes pierced into mine, and I nearly fell due to my knees buckling.