Pleasure with Business

Ch 2- Jealousy

Giana  ~

I woke up early the next morning to prepare myself for the day I had ahead. I got dressed, did my hair and makeup to look presentable, and packed up my purse for my first day at the office. 

Upon my arrival at the office Kate, the receptionist, showed me to my office- which just so happened to be the office directly beside Mr. Marx's. How convenient? I spent the first hour setting my office up before I was joined by Mr. Marx himself. "Meeting in 5." I nodded my head to acknowledge him. "Are you prepared?" 
"Yes, sir. I have the sketches in my pad." 
"Good, then let us go." He extended out his arm to allow me to pass him. We walked down a hall together and into a large room surrounded by glass windows. Already there was a group of seven men, all surprisingly very handsome and well-dressed. Just my type, I smirked to myself. 

"Mateo, how have you been?" Adrian said, embracing the man in a hug. 
"Adrian, these are my groomsmen- Alex, Marcos, Sergio, Liam, Mason, and Ryan." They all shook hands before turning to me. "And who is this?"
"Gentlemen, this is Giana. She will be assisting me."
I slowly shook all of there hands before saying, "It's nice to meet you all."
"Let's get to it, shall we." Adrian led us all to the large table, in which we took a seat. 

The meeting lasted for what felt like hours but realistically was only 2 hours. We decided color schemes, designs they liked and did not like, took measurements, and scheduled the date for their fitting for two weeks from now. As we said our goodbyes, Sergio approached me and pulled me away from the others. "Giana, do you think I could take you out sometime?" I hesitated for a moment- what could go wrong? "Yeah, of course. I would like that." At that moment, Sergio pulled out his phone and handed it to me. I quickly put my number in and handing it back before we returned to the rest of the group. "We will see you all again in two weeks." Adrian said as he showed everyone out of the room. I smiled and waved goodbye to Sergio and the others.

Adrian slammed the door shut. "What the hell was that?" He glared down at me. My confusion showed on my face. "You and Sergio." 
"He asked to take me out sometime and I gave him my number. Is there a problem with that?" I crossed my arms in anger with him. 
"Yes, that is a problem. He's our client." Adrian's voice began to rise. 
"But he won't be in two weeks." Adrian turned his back to me. "I won't go out with him until after." Adrian faced me again but instead of speaking, he walked past me and out of the room. Adrian was definitely mad but he also seemed almost jealous that I became interested in Sergio  and am allowing him to take me out but why?  Why does Adrian even care about my personal life? He's just my boss at work. 

I spent the reminder of my work day finishing my office, responding to emails I had already received, and ordering the fabrics for the wedding tuxedo's. As the time reached 5 p.m., I began to pack my things up to leave. I was interrupted by a knocking at my door. I turned around to be welcomed by Adrian. "Mr. Marx," I greeted him. 
"I need you you to come back this evening, around seven to help me finish another project." 
I nodded my head despite my confusion, "Okay, yeah sure I'll see you back here in a few hours."
"Great." With that Adrian left my office and I left the building. 
What could he possibly need from me at seven in the evening?

Upon arriving back at home, I quickly prepared myself some dinner and relax for the remaining hour. 6:30 pm already. I let out a low groan before putting my heels back on and grabbing my purse as I left my apartment once again. There was no one at the office when I returned. The lights were off and the only light was from the sun setting outside. "Mr. Marx?" I called out. Suddenly his head peaked out from the conference room, "In here." I walked to join him. He was... shirtless? What is going on? Along with Adrian was another man holding a camera and women surrounding a rack of clothes. "Put that dress on." Adrian pointed to a dress that a woman was holding. My eyebrows furrowed together. "Just go do it please." "Is this the project you need my help finishing?" He nodded his head 'yes.' So I did as I was told and joined the two ladies who helped me get redressed. 

The dress was a simple white, spaghetti strap with a high slit to the upper thigh. It was a beautiful dress and it was paired with simple nude heels. After changing I rejoined Cayson who was now in a white suit jacket and a black button-up. He looked... good? The two of us held eye contact for a few seconds before Adrian spoke, "You look great Giana." 
"You don't look bad yourself, Mr. Marx. So what is this all about?"
"I need pictures of this dress I made for my page." 
"Who would of thought you designed more than just suits." I mocked Mr. Marx jokingly. 

The photographer began to position the two of us before taking our pictures. It was actually kind of fun though. To be in front of the camera in the clothing rather than the person behind the camera who made the attire. The photo's turned out amazing- even the one's of Adrian and I where we were uncomfortably too close to each other. We looked through the pictures for so long that we were eventually the last two there.
"Well I think it's time I head home, Mr. Marx. This was fun though." I went to the other one to change but as I unzipped the dress I soon realized that it was stuck. Of course this would happen to me. "Adrian, my zipper... it's stuck. Could you help me?" 
He smirked before joining me to help. He pulled at the zipper for a minute before the dress finally loosened. I could feel his warm fingertips make their way up to my shoulders, pulling the thin straps down. His warm breathe pressed against my neck- sending chills down my spin. I could feel his lips inches away from my ear. His cologne engulfed me. Feelings overwhelmed me... almost as if I wanted to touch him, kiss him. His strong hands turned me to face him. 
"Adrian," his name slipped from my lips. 
The gap between us slowly began to grow smaller and smaller until our lips were brushing against each other. "You should head home, it's getting late."

What the hell Giana!?  

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  - Samantha <3