Jagged Edge.

Chapter Four

I looked up at the building I was now going to be coming to everyday, the wind flowered through my hair, I smelt the pollution and fumes of London. I arrived yesterday, I didn't have the keys to my apartment yet so I stayed in Holiday Inn nearby, I wasn't one for expense, I didn't ever have it for starters.

The building was pure glass, everywhere, it was insane, so much bigger than my old place. I stood for a few minutes. Come on, I told myself, a building can not intimidate you. I looked across to the central parking lot and was suddenly glad I decided to not try to drive in London, all I could see was Bentleys, Mercedes and ... wait an Aston Martin, seriously? I was so out of my depth.

I inhaled deep and walked up the marble steps, my choice of footwear now rather regretful. I got to the doors, a proud grin smeared across my face as I hadn't even wobbled in my much too high heels. I went through the revolving door and of course, I trip over thin air and I land on the hard floor, I flush red and a hand reaches down.

'Ms. Payne, Can I help you up?' I recognised the voice and my breath stuck in my throat, I took his hand, and I stood, he looked at me, no emotion in his eyes, something else, he had some control over me.

'Ms. Payne, if your not hurt I would like you to accompany me to lunch'

I looked up at the large digital clock in the completely sterical white foyer, it was 9am, lunch?

'Mr. Edge, sir... you do realise the time?'

He looked at me amused

'Yes Melissa, I just would rather leave the building to speak with you, call it breakfast then if you will'

I was so curious what he meant and that was never good for me but I needed to know and he was my boss now, I couldn't say no, not on my first day. I followed him out.

'so where are we going for - lunch?' I stressed lunch a little much, mocking.

'rather cocky aren't you, we'll fix that' and he winked at me, making me blush so hard and then his smile wasn't the same, firm, he seemed different to the Jared who had offered me the job, more detached.

'Melissa, may I call you that?

I was puzzled, I thought he had before, it felt like a wasted question

' Of course you can' I said trying to sound strong, I saw we were walking to a black SUV

'I haven't stopped thinking about you'

My breath stuck in my throat, what? This millionaire, couldn't stop thinking about me? I was waiting for the joke.

'Oh... I... what were you thinking about?' I felt that was a safe question.

he opened the door of the SUV for me and watched as I slide in, he smirked at me like he was thinking of something else, I looked away embarrassed and he laughed as he closed the door, he walked around into the other passenger side and got in, he pressed a button by his seat and shouted to someone I couldnt see,

'You know where to go Eric'

he shut off the button and caught me staring

'oh, it shuts off, he can't hear us now... now your question...' he smirked and his eyes, burned me '... Well Melissa, I thought about having you here now, about asking you to join me, and about then taking you to my office and fucking you until I decide you have had enough'

**again any comments welcome**