Chapter Three: Clubbing & Rubbing

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Kaji's POV

After a day of chaotic interviews and paperwork I ended up back at my condo, applying the finishing touches to my makeup. I wasn't too thrilled to be going out tonight but I've been neglecting my best friend as of lately and that needed to change.
At 8 p.m. sharp I'm out the door, heading to my car. Entering my vehicle I start it and send a quick text to Fuchsia, letting her know I'm on the way. Once I collected her we headed down to Club Knox, our favorite place.
Throwing a smile and hello at Jerry, the big bouncer, we walk into the crowed dance area and go straight to the bar. We grab two stools and order a round of the usual.
"So Row what's the tea?"
"Okay so I'm working my ass off trying to hire new associates and I had completely forgotten I had received one directly from the top of the company. And boy when he walked in my hormones were through the roof sis!"
"He black?"
"White."
She chokes on her drink and I laugh at her stupidity.
"Girl what? He was still fine as hell."
"I mean since high school you've been with Darius, Da' Shawn, shit, Lavantaé. Come on bitch... you like em black."
"Yeah but not this time. And I'm thinking about making a move."
"Like a serious move?" She lifts her brows at me.
"Yeah."
"Ouuuu okay hoe."
We laugh harder and clink our drinks as our conversation continues on.
Next Morning.

The loud alarms blaring surprisingly didn't scare me awake today. I was happy to be up and going to work, as I cheerfully got dressed after a refreshing shower. Fendi in hand, bagel in the other, my heels clicked on the floor as I exited my condo to the elevator and through the lobby.
Once at my office, I happily sighed in content while I gazed at my new associates back.
God was he fine.

Shaking my head I tenaciously dive back into my work ready to get the day over with already

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Shaking my head I tenaciously dive back into my work ready to get the day over with already. The team quickly convenes in my office as we browse on possible solutions.
I beginning speaking when they're seated.
"The goal is to increase sales in order to add income to the company overall, the presentation of our store is everything if not the main influence on our business. So I want you all to think up any ideas that could work and present them to me."
A Russian accents responds,"When should we have it ready, boss?"
My eyes glance over to the blue ones directed toward me.
"Uh. Let's say.. within 2 weeks."
"Not a problem." He says back with a smirk on his handsome face.
"Any more questions?"
Heads shake in response.
"Alright, get to work."
After they leave my office I sit down in my chair facing the city view. I can't stop thinking about the sexual tension I feel with Peter.

Should I make a move?
Or would it creep him out?
You know what, I'm his freaking boss!
I can't do that.
Can I?
Fuck it.

Spinning around quickly I press the intercom and call him into my office. He walks in soon after and closes the door behind him.
"Lock it." I say.
"Hmph." He grunts with a smirk on his face once again and turns around.
While he's doing so I approach his back and place my hands on his broad shoulders.
I reach up close to his ear and whisper, "I want you."
He quickly spins around and grabs my waist guiding his right hand down to my butt and rubbing it. I let out a moan and toss my head back.
He leans down to my ear, "I want you."

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⏰ Last updated: Jan 06, 2019 ⏰

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