LOVING MS. BILLIONAIRE

9.

The day started off with the usual buzzing. I got miss Leyla's coffee ready and deposited it at her desk. The correct one this time. She didn't acknowledge my presence as she was busy doing something on her laptop. I went back to my office to get my work done when I remembered that she had a meeting with a company called Liana Co. in a few minutes. I buzzed the intercom and informed her. She told me to accompany her for the meeting to take minutes. I didn't concentrate the entire time, I found my eyes wandering back to her every now and then. She was dressed in white from top to bottom. A cream white blazer with a white blouse and cream white office shorts. She looked very hot in them. Her long legs were on display and I didn't like the way the males in the room were looking at her. At some point, I had to nudge a man who was sitting beside me but his eyes were shamelessly roaming her body. He even had some drool on the corner of his mouth. How gross!

After the meeting, I grabbed her things and accompanied her to the office to finalize the contract that she had managed to grasp before heading for lunch.

"Leyla...

" It's miss Leyla to you, never address me otherwise. " she reprimanded after my small slip up.

"Miss Leyla, I just wanted to say good job today. I liked your presentation but those guys were creeping on you." I finished wondering if adding the last part was a good idea after all.

She surprised me yet again by smiling a vague indifferent smile.

"Usually, my PA's wouldn't mind. In fact, they would always let me fend for myself because they knew I could." She answered looking at me questioningly. I wondered what she was getting at.

"I know you can look out for yourself Ma'am, that I have no doubt about but we all need someone to look out for us once in a while." I didn't know if it was the right thing to utter those words. I didn't know what caused me to say them in the first place.

"Thank you, Mr. Jordan." She smiled shyly and went back to work. I stepped forward and touched the desk that was the only thing separating us and peeked over her laptop to see what she was working on. I had a plan on my sleeves but my mind was in overdrive. The proximity was driving me insane, not as I had never been in close proximity with a woman before. In fact, I liked them beneath.

Miss Leyla shifted uncomfortably on her chair then peered over her long lashes at me and I groaned in lack of self-control.

Damn it Mace. Get a hold of yourself.

The scent of her perfume hit me differently and I found myself sniffing her, then realized what I was doing when she shot me a scrutinizing gaze.

She stood abruptly from her chair and came to my side looking like a hungry starved lion. It wasn't because she found me sexually appealing but rather my actions had crossed the boundaries.

"If you love your job, I suggest you start talking now. What the hell was that? Trying to sniff my body?" I hadn't realized how grave the situation was until I saw her angry face morphed into a tomato coloured one, and not because she was embarrassed. My eyes went wide in panic and I stuttered trying to come up with an excuse but ending up with nothing. I had never thought about my boss in any other way except as a means of getting the freedom that Trevor and I wanted so badly. Looking at her now, I saw a beautiful, wonderful, intelligent, hardworking, independent woman. The kind that I would consider to start a future with, not spend a night with.

Seeing as no reply was coming out of my mouth, I walked to her and hugged her petite frame in mine. I certainly surprised us both.

What the hell man!

I had expected her to slap me, punch me in the face or worse but I wasn't prepared to witness what she had to do next. She hugged me back, tightly in a way that said she never wanted to let go.

"It is OK to rest too. I understand the pressure you have but you don't have to overwork yourself to meet up to the standards of your mom. The company is putty in your hands, Ma'am." I found myself whispering in her ears and I softly caressed her back. It was very inappropriate but she didn't seem to mind so when she turned to me to talk, I couldn't stop what I did next.

Her lips looked so inviting and the look on her face told me whatever I was feeling was mutual. I had never felt so attracted to someone in that short span of time before. Was it even possible?

"We shouldn't be doing this but so help me God, if I don't kiss you now, I feel like I am going to die." She whispered softly before planting her soft sweet lips on mine. I was surprised at first but it didn't last as long. I moved in between her legs as she wrapped them around my waist in the haste of the kiss. I felt like I was burning alive. I had had my fair share of kissing women but this, it was sweet hell. I placed her on the office table dropping all the contents in the process, my hand roaming the entire if her. My jacket was long gone and so was my tie. I appreciated the fact that she had worn shorts today because her creamy skin shouted for my touch. I peppered sweet kisses along her jawline and neck and she moaned in pleasure.

That's when the dots connected. I rubbed my eyes gleefully and realized that I had been daydreaming right in front of her eyes. My eyes suddenly shot down my pants and the visible tent was enough embarrassment. I cringed in horror as I registered the look on her face. Her mouth was hanging open and her cheeks were tainted in pink.

"I asked a question, Mr Jordan, what the hell are you doing sniffing my body?"

I rushed outside the office in horror and mortification at the mess that I had just created. I entered my office and closed the door behind me and leaned on it in helplessness.

Don't fire me, please.