MY BOSS'S BOSS

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I take Dante's hand and start moving between the crowd, squeezing a bit. I can sense he has some difficulty since he's not the petite kind of man. I laugh when I see his face turning red. He must really be feeling uncomfortable in these kind of places. I'm really enjoying this! He always want to have the lead but at this very moment I'm the one who's guiding and have almost complete control over him. I turn around to get both of his hands while I move backwards, pretending to dance.

He's looking at me confused but he smiles. I wonder what's going on inside his pretty little head. Finally we're behind Emily. I nod to Dante to tap on her shoulder. He looks at me with a half smile formed on his lips and asks in a whisper if I really want him to do that and of course I reply "YES!" with maybe a little too much of excitement.

"Ye-s?" Emily's jaw drop instantly. She is looking the bartender no more.

"Hello, I'm sorry to interrupt you but this lady here told me to tap on your shoulder?" I'm literally standing next to Emily who's pretty much unable to talk, I doubt she has seen me even though Colt has clearly pointed on my way.

"Hey, snitch!" I laugh hard as I push Dante's pointing finger.

"Well you did." He laughs with me wondering what the hell is going on.

"I think you should introduce your self, Em." I nudge her so she can get back her consciousness.

"I... I..." Emily goggles her huge eyes looking at me in despair. I lean towards her and whisper in her ear.

"He's just a man, breathe. Introduce your self."

I take her hand in mine and help her relax. I feel that Colt is some kind of legend to the people in his company. Why wouldn't he want others to know who he is? They would probably feel exactly the way Emily's feeling at this moment.

"I'm Emily Jones, Sir. It's an honor to meet you." Emily's voice trembles a bit but she managed to complete the sentence in one go.

"Emily, I'm Dante. Please don't call me sir here."

Dante takes Emily's hand and places a kiss on it. Emily's eyes goggle as if she just won the lottery. I lick my lips to hide a laugh that I feel coming up.

Dante nods to the bartender to make some shots for us. The bartender quickly spreads the glasses across the counter and mixes some liquors together. Dante leans over Emily and grabs the glasses, then passes them to us carefully. I see that Emily looks like she's about to faint the moment Dante's body is brushing over her. I can clearly recall how the perfume of this man feels when you're so close to him. It's a feeling that you can't just ignore. I don't know if this happens because he's the CEO of such a big company or if it's happening because of his outstanding looks but this man definitely can't go unnoticed.

The very first moment you see him, his presence is intimidating you in an instant. A tall, muscular, gorgeous guy. You can feel the confidence he exhales in every step he takes. Every move is calculated to perfection. His clothes match his appearance; expensive and beautiful but not blatant. He seems to be a creature out of this world. I take the shot willingly and tap on Emily's thigh to bring her back to reality.

I start scanning the place to see if I can catch a glimpse of Nathan. I guess he must be backstage with the rest of the group. I realize that my face distorts in the thought of those brainless groupies surrounding him. Why am I jealous? I barely even know him! He should be jealous that I'm here with Colt anyways. I push my hair behind my shoulders and take Dante's hand. Emily looks at me stupefied while I'm desperately trying to hide my amusement.

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