So wrong yet right {Completed}

Ch.3- Don't Touch Me

Beyoncé's P.O.V

It's been maybe a month since the first time Shawn and I did what we did... and I haven't made it any better.

Every time were alone, or have to talk about something I try so hard to turn him down, cut it off between us and put that out of my head but it's just that that little memory will never leave me. Right when I'm ready to say "No" it runs through my head again, how good he made me feel, how perfect it was, how it felt like he belonged inside me... then I suddenly can't bring myself to simply say those two small letters, N-O.

But today,today just hasn't been a good day for me, and realizing that I'm merrily Shawn's side bitch didn't help a damn thing.

I sat at my desk typing, looking over files and organizing them when I heard my door open then shut. Knowing it was him I didn't bother to look up.

"Hey Beyoncé." he greeted.

I didn't say anything back.

"Are you alright?"

"I'm fine." I said flatly.

He paused seeming a little thrown off before he spoke again.

"Ok well I need to talk to you about a clients paper work-"

"Is talking all you came to do?" I suddenly cut him off looking at him with an attitude.

"Yes, all I had planned on..."

"Just like every other time...when talking was all you planned on then to, what makes me think all you wanna do is talk now?" I snapped.

"Beyoncé, I know we've done things, but please understand I would never do this to hurt you-"

"Then why do it in the first place? IM A SIDE CHICK SHAWN! your little hoe that you can just sneak around with and nobody or your wife knows about it, just cause you can't fuck her doesn't make it ok to just use-"

"Beyoncé!" he cut me off sternly.

I hadn't even realized I had stood up and made my way in front of my desk until Shawn was standing so close that my breasts grazed his chest threw my blouse.

"No...I'm not doing this just to get some quick ass because my wife won't give me none. I'm doing this Beyoncé because I LOVE YOU." he said sounding so determined, like he had never been so sure of himself before now.

His hands were wrapped around my waist.

"I'm in love with you Beyoncé... all I want is you, I've never been so connected with someone before, never been more drawn to a person than I am to you, you are who I want, all I ever will want... I just don't know how to tell her." he said referring to his wife.

"Well until you can figure it out don't touch me ever agin." I said pushing past him walking to the door opening it.

I stood by it motioning for him to leave, and after a few minuets of avoiding eye contact he finally left my office with a shameful look upon his face.

Closing the door, I sighed deeply before walking back to my desk and plopping in the chair.

What the hell is wrong with him? he thinks just because he "loves me" it's all of a sudden ok with me for him to cheat on his wife? how does that make me look? never in a million years did I think I would ever be put into this position and I am disappointed with myself that I let it get this far.

Why on EARTH would it EVER be ok to do something like this? It wouldn't! I would never, ever want to be disrespected in the way I disrespected his wife. Wether they love each other or not, they are still married, bottom line, by law they are still in an emotional relationship and I should not dare to intrude on it, ever. I over stepped my boundaries, most defiantly and his wife has every right to cuss me out if she ever found out about this.

I'm just literally discussed with myself.... Just wow what have I done.

The day was long and stressful constantly doing things that Shawn was involved with, but I can say I was more than overjoyed when the day was over and I was finally able to go home.

But of coarse there's always someone to run into, like holding the door open last minuet for some random person to hop on the elevator with you.

"Thank you so much." The tall fair skinned man said.

"No problem" I nicely smiled. After that I was ready for the conversation to be over, but he wasn't.

"Sorry but, what's your name?"

Not letting my annoyance show, I answered him.

"I'm Beyoncé, and you?" I asked.

"I'm Kenton." He smiled back extending his arm, an I shook his open hand.

"So I think I heard you work for Mr.Carter... Is that right?

"Yes, it is."

"Are y'all dating?" He asked.

I scoffed.

"Ha, no way."

"I'm sorry if I was being rude it's just, I mean if I were single I would definitely be interested in you." He said.

"Well he isn't single, I am, he's not, he's married and that's a big no no." I said purposely ignoring the pass he just made at me.

"Wait, wait, wait, your single?" He asked surprised.

"Yes, why are you so shocked?" I asked.

"Your just very beautiful,I assumed you would be taken right now."

"I would if I were fast, to many thirsty men throw themselves at me, it's annoying honestly." I said, still not letting my attitude show.

"I know what you mean." He said slowly taking a small step closer to me.

When the hell is this stupid ass elevator gone get to the damn garage!

Suddenly it seemed my thoughts were answered as the doors became ajar and I stepped out along with Kenton.

I sighed seeing Shawn coming out the other elevator.

He started walking over to me.

I turned to Kenton trying to make it obvious to Shawn that I didn't want to talk.

"Um, it was nice talking to you Kenton.... Call me." I blurted trying to make random conversation, I really shouldn't have said that though because I don't mind if I never see him again.

I took his phone and put my number in it before looking up and hoping Shawn was gone, but nope there

He was still making his way to me.

I quickly tried to dodge him walking to my car but he stepped in front of the car door.

"Who were you talking to?" He asked almost seeming nervous.

"None of your business Mr.Carter, that's my personal life, now could you please step out of my way?" I tilted my head expressing my annoyance.

Standing for a few moments, I had no choice but to look away, it was easy to see how hurt he was. Eventually he sighed before stepping aside allowing me to get in my car and speed off.