I sat in my office as I did my best to avoid my boss, even though I'm his personal assistant. Last night was probably one of the worst nights of my life. I slapped Lance Carson...the Lance Carson. After leaving his house, I went back home and cried my eyes out. Of course Ryan asked me what was wrong with me and I filled her in on the details and she tried her best to comfort me.
I slowly watched as the time ticked away...just waiting for him to call me again. I think he only did this to see me, he know I was mad at him. Then, I realized I have to spend the evening with him anyway at this dumb dinner. I groaned as I heard a soft voice call my name. I knew who voice it was and didn't bother looking up.
"Delilah?" "I prefer if you call me by Ms. Harrison, Mr.Carson. What can I help you with, sir?" He sighed as he closed the door and locked it. I watched as he looked out the window and closed my blinds. I quickly stood up and tried to go open them before he grabbed my arm and pushed me against the wall. I stared at him as his eyes was full of anger. He grabbed my face with both of his hands and forcefully kissed me. I tried to push him off but, he had a strong grip on me. Then suddenly, I threw my arms around his neck and pulled him in deeper.
He pulled away and stared at me before kissing my forehead. How is it possible for him to just pretend as if nothing has happened? Like I knew what I was getting myself into by having sex with him but, I thought it would have been different for some reason.
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Mr. Carson(BWWM)
Romance"Stop...we can't be doing this. I'm y-your assi-assistant," I said as he held my wrists with a firm, strong grip...not letting go no time soon. "I do not think you understand me at all, Ms. Harrison," he smirked at me with a devilish grin. "As my as...
