KNIGHT

Seven

After that Mr Knight left me behind in the dim litted room I recovered from shock and followed him.

Taking turns his moving broad back came to view. Oh this motherfucker.

"Sir, Mr Knight" I speed walk beside him and started explaining. "Mr Knight I don't think it's possible to do that especially if I have to answer your calls and emails.

Plus I have a date

Icy Silence.

"Sir, if you could at least give me some ti.."

"I'm afraid I cannot give you time Ms Clint..." We stopped in front of his private elevator "Time is money, you are going to do what I asked you and continue with your job being at my beck and call. Like I told you before make sure it's done by the end of the week" he went into the elevator "And one more thing, don't even think of getting help because I would know and not only but the person who helped you would be punished as  well" then he disappeared.

"Fuck"I almost screamed.

Well, when that finished happening​, i strolled to a balcony and think about how I'm going to do things.

And that's how I ended up here, closing the door to the old storage room breathing a sigh of relief. I totally forgot about my luncheon with Nate, so when he called I cancelled it. I felt like he didn't believe the real reason so I convinced him to come down here.

"Shit Roxanne this place is a mess"

I was surrounded by dusty files and boxes, my hair was tied up to a messy bun, my skirt and shirt now wrinkly and dirty sweet dripping down my forehead.

"I know, I'm sorry that I can't make it, this was also so sudden"

"It's okay. Did Mr Knight ask you to do this"

I didn't say a word which gave him his answer.

"That son of a bitch"

"Oh he is"

"Let me help you" he came forward.

"No" I screamed. Who looked at me in confusion. "No Nate I'm fine, you guys at IT have a lot of work on the Marksons project we won since they require much technology. Things must be really hectic there" he looked like he wanted to protest but nodded anyway.

"Go I'll be fine this is my job, you don't have to help me" I stood up and gave him a small smile. He looked hesitant and worried and my chest tightened at how worried he is since we only met yesterday.

And I don't want to get you fired.

"Ok fine but I'm bringing you lunch. I'll be right back" but he looked over his shoulder "And we all know it's you who won us that deal"

We had lunch together on the floor and talked about random stuffs. When it was time to go back to work he left still hesitant and said he'll call later.

My week was tiresome, I'll admit. I had to compromise, going home and coming back an hour, bringing my clothes for a week with me and used my nights in that room. I would take a quick nap of two hours at night, wake up at five, go to the bathroom and clean what I can clean. Thank God Hattie went on a business trip for a few days. Have a coffee before going back to my desk where Mr Knight would pass by ignoring my presence. When he didn't really need me or go out with his guards, I would go back to the storage room and continue the work. Anytime Hattie calls I would have to lie and act like I'm still at home safely meanwhile I'm sitting Indian style in front of a half empty box.

My appearance was a sore sight to the eyes. My black shirt had brown dust patches, my skirt worn out and sliding down once in a while for all the weight loss since I've only eaten three times this week not exaggerating, my hair which I think smells stuck to my now very pale and slimy face, my wrist bruised and purple for all the heavy lifting then there is my ankle which accidentally twisted when I tripped. I limped to the ladies washroom ignoring all the stares, some of them out of pity and some out of disgust and cleanse myself which was a little bit awkward, Thank goodness that no one in here.

I returned to the room and grabbed all my belongings when a familiar voice called out "Roxanne"

I turned "Hi Kyra"and waved.

"So it is true, What are you doing here?"

"There are rumors of me here"

She shook her head "Nate just told me"

"I'm here because our all so generous boss asked me to arrange every piece of file here by date" she blinked and gave me a look, partly apologetic. "What?" I raised an eyebrow.

"Oh Rox... Uh we were planning on burning everything down"

I lost it "WHAT!!"

She wince "well we would never use anything in here ever again so the people who are going to take them away will be here any minute now"

Almost after those words left her mouth there was a knock on the door then big Buffy men walked in completely ignoring us. Oh someone's gonna die today.

I raced to the elevator and got to my floor in no time. I was angrily heading towards his office when I heard something break and some yelling. No guards were outside so the discussion in there must be strictly confidential.

In order for me not to embarrass myself, I waited and paced right in front of my desk.

Soon the door opened to reveal Damien. He had this crooked smirk on his face when he noticed me.

"Well if it isn't the magneficent beauty from the elevator"

"Good afternoon Damien" he placed a hand on the left side of his chest.

"Ouch, what did I do to deserve this oh so cool tone from you. And why are you looking and walking like that"

"It's nothing, what happened? I heard shouting and something breaking in there" I questioned curiosly.

"Why, worried that the love of your life might be hurt"

I rolled my eyes and glared.

"I think you can ask him yourself I have to run" and he went.

I quietly made it to the devil's office and got in carefully without knocking.

He was standing there breathing in and out like a very angry maniac which he is. His chest was heaving in and out with his rolled up sleeves making him look really dangerous and sexy at the same time wait what...

Blood was dripping from his right hand and there was broken glass on the floor. Looks like I have to postpone my confrontation to another time.

I slowly walked to him grabbed his hand and checked his injury and let me tell you it wasn't a minor cut. I felt his eyes on me and felt grateful that he didn't say anything. I lead him to his couch and sat him down leaving and coming back with the first aid kit. I sat down beside him and got to work all while feeling his stare at the back of my head. I didn't look up though, when dabbing the alcohol based antheseptic I didn't even feel him flinch. He didn't move at all until I carefully wrapped his hand with a bandage and got up. I looked at the mess around his office and returned his stare.

"Clean the wound and replace the bandage in a few days. It will heal faster, I'll call someone to clean up the mess" I was already at the door when he asked

"What happened to your leg" somewhere in his voice there was a hidden warning telling me not to lie.

"I sprained my ankle"

"Come here" he commanded with with his usual scowl. I don't know what's wrong with me but I could feel my panties getting soaked.

I limped towards him and yelp when he abruptly pulled me to sit next to him. He gently grabbed my leg and placed it on his lap. I struggled a little bit but stopped when he gave me a terrifying glare which only aroused me more. He pulled the first aid kit opened and a painkiller spray can, I stared at him as he dress my bruise. When done he stroked my leg and kept it down lightly. He locked eyes with mine daring me to look away.

"Take the next three days off. I'm going on a trip and expect you to be here when I get back on Thursday" I just gave him a firm nod. We stayed in that position for a few seconds before I felt his hand on my waist pulling me closer "mío" I thought I heard him whisper. But before anything could happen there was an annoying phone ringing. He looked behind me then to me and stood up to answer the phone. I took that as my que to leave with only one thing running through my mind.

What was that and Why did I like it so much.