Burning Passion(ONGOING)

4. DETERMINATION

SIENNA'S POV:

I hopped off my bed remembering what I thought yesterday. Wearing some decent office wear I bought his coffee trying to supress my thoughts which are all about him.

Somehow I had accepted the fact that I had a soft corner for him in my heart all because of the kindness he showed because he hated that bitch. And now I had decided to turn that soft corner into a hard one.

Precisely at eight, he entered the office in all his glory like he owns the place. Well doesn't he? Oh yea. "Good Morning, sir."

He nodded in return. That dumb man. Can't he speak? I followed him inside his office. Melissa had already informed me that I had to recite his schedule with him and at the end of every week we had to fix the schedule of the next week.

"Sir, at ten you have a meeting regarding the new software, at two you have a lunch meeting with Miss Bandra. And at four you have a video conference with Mr. David." I finished. He heard it all as usual looking at something in his computer.

I'm sure this computer is the future Mrs. Ellison. Whatever. Why am I thinking about it? It's none of my business.

"Do you need anything else?" He shook his slightly but it still looked adorable. I had a sudden urge of kissing his cheeks. But before I really lose control of my hormones I hurried out.

The rest of the day I did not enter his office. I communicated via email and forwarded his calls. At the end of the day I entered his office and informed him that I was leaving. He just nodded.

He never even looked at me. No attention at all. Here, I can't stop myself from thinking about him and he does not even look at me. No matter how much ever I decide to hate him it still hurt. But I was also determined. I'm going to ignore him. I'm not going to get anything out of this so-called crush I have. Just think about the job, career, life.

And that's how the weeks went. I determinedly ignored him. I don't think he even noticed that I wasn't talking to him too much. He probably was happy because he didn't have to take the troubles to open and use his mouth for me. I did my work diligently.

And I didn't even realise how a month went. I had kept my feelings for him under my control. I still cannot believe that this whole month he never looked up from his desk even once. I never met his eyes. From what I came to know about him is that he is a machine who never gets tired and the only thing he knows is work. Work. Work. And Work. He came at seven in the morning and only god knows when he leaves his office. I had to work overtime for few hours. Once I left the building at 11:30 pm and he was still working.

He had said his driver to drop me at my apartment. This was kindness which he showed to me. But, he would probably dismiss it saying that it was a part of humanity for my security. Damn that man. I had hoped him to talk to me once. At least. Once. In vain. Well I always these thoughts which I can't stop my brain from thinking. God, once or twice I even dreamt of him making love to me. Vulgar Brain.

I heard a knock on my door.

"Come in." Melissa came inside grinning.

"Hey gal, when are you going for lunch?"

"Just after ten minutes."

"Whom are you meeting?"

"Charles David." She tensed visibly on hearing the name. Her gaze went up and down my body.

"What happened? Is anything wrong with Mr. David?" I asked her.

"You'll know what's wrong when you meet him." She said cautiously. Is this guy a terrorist? Why is she behaving this way? I should not fear from him. Mr. Ellison will be there with me. I'm sure nothing is going to happen. I assured myself that nothing is going to happen. I am a strong woman.

Just ten minutes later Tristan came out looking like he had just jumped out of a magazine. He nodded asking me to follow him. Unusually today he pulled me with him to the gold elevator.

"You never allow me to go on the gold elevator. Why today?" I blurted out.

"I do not want to wait for you downstairs till you come out of the crowdy lifts." He said merely shrugging. Just because he didn't want to wait he pulled you in the gold elevator. Don't soften your heart for him. Ignore him.

However that was the hardest task to do when you are in a closed small space with a heart throbbingly sexy guy. My heart beat was going on increasing and lift was walking painfully slow. I could feel his breath on the back of my neck. So I moved a few steps away from him and leaned on the wall. He simply looked ahead at the numbers decreasing. We were on the 38th floor. And now it was difficult to keep my eyes off him. I looked at him while he stared ahead.

Somehow my heart forced my eyes to look at his face though my brain said not to. I'm sure he felt it but did not protest. The elevator 'dinged' indicating that we had reached the ground floor breaking me from my trance. I was embarrassed now after finally being snapped back to the reality. My face flushed under his gaze as he looked at me. I was furiously blushing. I followed him out and was hit by the loud hustling of other people.

We reached the restaurant which was quite expensive. We were led to a private place. We sat down together. But after sometime he shifted his chair a bit towards me and settled. I could feel his body tensed. After sometime he turned towards me and said, " Nothing is going to happen."

I just looked at his face in a state of shock unable to understand the situation. He had a protective stance and he leaned more close to me. I could smell his husky alpha-male cologne. He smelled like the forest after rain. The fresh scent of after rain forest was as if a fresh wind for me. My heart was somehow liking this. I leaned close to him. We were only a few inches apart which only I was conscious apart. He didn't pay attention to our closeness.

My heart was racing in my chest as I controlled myself to not fall for my sexual urges. There was no cell in my brain which bothered about why his demeanour changed all of a sudden. I relished the feeling of breathing his scent and the heat emanating from the warmth in his body. My moments was soon stopped when a man in an Armani suit followed by a woman came in the place. We stood together to greet them.

I accessed the woman who I assumed was the secretary starting from her toes. She wore a 6-inch long heel a business suit and her face was heavy with makeup. She was beautiful. But there was something unnerving about her which I couldn't put my hands on. Her eyes were always down and I felt like there was a constant fear lingering in her eyes. I shook my head lightly cussing my conscious my conscious for thinking something so ridiculous.

I now looked at the man. He had expensive taste but not up to Tristan. He wore expensive clothes because he was rich. He wore a brown suit and a brown tie. My eyes went up from his neck and I looked at his eyes ready to introduce myself. A shiver of pure terror ran down my spine as I looked where he was looking.

His eyes were fixed on my breast. He stared at my chest openly.

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