Possesive CEO

The Party

"Xina. What should I ware?" I asked looking threw my closet. Today is my party at work and I wanted to impress people... includes James.

She chuckled. I glared at her. "This isn't funny... oh gosh I'm turning into you." I groaned. I've never been worried about how I look. But when I met Mr. James. I wanted to be noticed by him.

"Here. I brought this. It should be in your size. It's a congratulations dress." She said, then pulled out a box. I sat beside her on my bed.

I opened it and gasped. It was a beautiful purple and black dress. "It's beautiful. Thank you Xina. I love it." I hugged her. She laughed.

"Go put it on!" She ordered. I giggled and ran into the bathroom. I shimmied it on and looked at myself. Excitement flooded me.

Xina gasped when she saw me.

"You look great!" I blushed. "Now let's do your hair." She sat me down and curled my hair. Making it nice and wavy. She did my makeup and put some jewelry on me.

I looked different.

I put on some black heels and we left.

When we arrived I saw lots if important people. "There's your future hubby." Xina whispered and before I could grab her she walked away.

"Miss. Jacobs?" I turned to face James. He looked very handsome in his suit. I blushed seeing him look me up and down.

"You look beautiful." He said. I blushed more. "Thank you Mr. Browning. You look great as well."I said. He gave me a grin. "Well thank you." He held out a hand. "Care for a dance?" He asked.

I smiled and took his hand.

He pulled me close. I could smell his cologne and aftershave. It was delicious. I wanted to bathe in it.

We swayed. I prayed that I didn't step on his feet. When I did I gasped. "I'm so sorry." I said. He chuckled. "It's fine." I blushed. "I'm not the best dancer." He smirked.

"Just focus on me." He whispered huskly. It made me shiver. I nodded, and we looked each other in the eye.

I mad it threw the rest of our dance with out stepping on him. "James. Are you going to introduce me to this beautiful girl in your arms?" I heard a deep voice say.

Our gazes broke and we looked at the person who interrupted us.

He was a handsome man. With brown shaggy hair brown green eyes, and tan skin. He gave me a smirk.

"Liam. This is Emily Jacobs. She's the reason for this party. Emily. This is Liam Grayson. He owns most of Las Vegas." James introduced, wrapping an arm around my waist.

I held my hand out for him. Instead of shaking it, he brought my hand up to his lips and kissed it, never braking eye contact. He gave me a wink, before releasing my hand.

"It's a pleasure to finally meet you. James talks very foundly of you." I blushed. Dang it. "It's nice to meet you as well sir." I said. He laughed."please. Call me Liam. I insist." I nodded.

"Now If you'll excuse us Liam. I have other people to introduce Emily to. This way Miss Jacobs." James said. I nodded and followed him.

He introduced me to so many people. Two more handsome men kissed my hand and called me beautiful. It seems I'm going to be blushing for most of the party.

Some of the men I met asked me to dance. I think I danced with at least ten people.

I finally got the chance to sit. Ahhhh. That feels good. Giving my acking feet a break.

"Are you alright?" I saw one of the men who called me beautiful. I think hos name was Theo.

I gave him a small smile. "Yeah. Just taking a bit of a rest." I said. He looked around. "Yeah these things can be quite consuming for new people. But you'll get use to it." He said. His Hispanic accent made him more attractive.

I've always had a thing for accents.

"I'll keep that in mind." I said. He smiled. "So I heard your the manager of another talent agency?" I asked. He nodded. "Yeah. I manage Taylor Swift. Nicky Manj. The Wanted. And that's just a few." He said.

I nodded. "I like them. I actually saw Taylor Swift in concert." I said. "Really. I'll have to get you two together and meet." He said. "You don't have to do that." I said.

"Do you sing?" He asked. I looked at him. "Sorry. It's just your voice is so soft. It sounds like your a singer." He said. "I don't really sing. Just to myself." I said.

"Well. I'm coming in your music floor in a week so Taylor and Ed can record together. You should come by." He said. I smiled. "I'm going to be there." He seemed happy by my answer.

"Great. I'll see you then." He said. Then stood. He gave my cheek a kiss. Then left. Lucy walked up to me and sat beside me.

"You young lady, are going to give your boss an early death." She said, smirking. "What?" She could be confusing sometimes.

"Mr. Browning has been starring at you the whole night. And he's been seething every time a man is around you. He's going to have a heart attack from stress." She said.

I rolled my eyes.

"Miss. Jacobs. May we talk?" I saw James. I nodded. Lucy got up and went to her husband. James sat down. "So how are you enjoying your party?" He asked.

"It's great. A bit overwhelming. But I'll live." I joked. He cracked a smile. "I hope you do." He joked back. I smiled.

"We're about to eat. Shall I walk you to the buffet?" He asked. I nodded and took his hand. He walked me to the now opened buffet. Well James. Are you ever going to leave that poor girls side?" I deep voice asked.

I saw a man I knew I met all ready. His bright blue eyes sparkled with mischief. James looked angry. So before he could speak, I answered for him.

"The party is a bit overwhelming for me. Being around someone I've known for awhile helps. Mr. Browning is just being the kind man he is." I said. Caleb (aha I remember his name.) Chuckled.

"If you think he is sweetheart." He said. I felt Mr. Brownings hand grip mine more. "Go back to your date Mr. Wheeling." James ordered. Celeb chucked and took my hand. Then kissed it.

Then he left.

When I sat down with my food James sat beside me. "If they try to kiss any part of you... don't let them." He said. He didn't sound happy. I nodded, not wanting to anger him more.

He bent over and kissed my cheek. Them moved to my ear. "The only lips that should ever touch you... should only be mine." He said, then pulled away. Leaving me blushing and breathless.

(Emily's dress and hair style)