Chapter 5
The rest of the week flew by. Christopher had daily meetings with his team to try to figure out what was going on. They discovered that the breach had occurred sometime during lunch from one of the common computers in the break room.
Yes, the Monsters offered computers to their employees in the break room. It was supposed to be one of the perks of working for them. Apparently, it also had a dark side.
When Christopher and Allison had reviewed security footage to figure out who had been on the computers, they’d been disappointed, but not surprised, to discover the data had been wiped. Whoever had hacked them was good. Christopher would give them that. They knew enough not to leave visual evidence.
It still pissed him off that he couldn’t get ahead of this guy.
Whoever it was. Whoever he was, he was in for a rude awakening when he finally discovered their identity. Christopher didn’t like the idea that one of his employees was less than reputable. He didn’t like to consider that someone wanted to hurt his team or his company. He knew that his brothers felt the same way, but they were also busy with other things that occupied their minds.
Christopher was busy, too, but not doing anything productive.
He couldn’t stop thinking about that kiss. About her. Allison had acted completely professionally since the kiss. She’d acted like it hadn’t even happened. How had she do
ne that? He didn’t understand for a single moment how she could pretend like they hadn’t kissed each other.
Christopher must have touched himself twenty times that week. Every time he was alone, he was hard thinking about her lips on his own. He wanted to know what it would be like to have her lips on other parts of him, too. Namely, his cock. That was what he wanted. He wanted her to see his cock, to touch it. He wanted to touch her, too. Allison was lovely, and he wanted to make her come apart.
He couldn’t do that, though.
He couldn’t do any of it because he had a stupid hacker to deal with, a holiday party to plan, and a business to run. If Christopher thought he could escape and go on a vacation, he would. He deserved one more than anyone else at the company. That much was true.
The weekend was uneventful, and then it was Monday again.
Lunch time.
Lunch date time.
Would Allison show up for their regularly scheduled programming? He wasn’t sure. He had spent far too much time thinking about her for his own liking. That kiss had been...
Well, he hadn’t been able to stop thinking about it.
Lunchtime came, and he watched his office door for a full fifteen minutes before he realized that she wasn’t coming. Christopher found himself irritated, rankled at this unexpected change of routine. He loved his Monday lunches with Allison. She was so sweet with how she planned something different for them every week. He always gave her cash for her troubles. He wasn’t about to expect her to pay for everything. Still, she always tried to refuse. It was cute, really.
They’d gotten into this routine, this song-and-dance, and they’d learned to really accept one another. Allison was the only person who didn’t seem to want anything from Christopher. He appreciated that. Everyone else in the world had things they expected of him. They wanted him to buy things or sell things or attend meetings.
Not her.
Never her.
He was just about to get up and head downstairs to the first-floor bakery when his office door swung open and Allison came in. She was drenched, and she was dripping all over the floor. McKenzie was right behind Allison, and she looked exasperated.
“I tried to stop her, Mr. Monster,” McKenzie whined. While Christopher appreciated everything that his secretary did for him and his brothers, this kind of thing wasn’t necessary. He didn’t need someone to stop Allison from coming into his office.
Christopher wanted Allison on her knees in front of him, playing with his balls and licking his cock.
No, he didn’t need McKenzie to keep her away.
“That’s quite all right,” Christopher told her. “You can leave us.”
“But Mr. Monster...” McKenzie’s voice trailed off as she jerked her head toward Allison’s disheveled appearance. It was true that Allison was dripping all over the floor. It was also true that she looked like a puppy that had been abandoned. Instantly, he found himself wanting to comfort her. He also wanted to be alone with her.
“You can leave us,” Christopher repeated. This time, there was a bit of an edge in his voice. McKenzie was smart enough to pick up on it because, sure enough, she left them. As soon as the office door was shut, Christopher strode over to it, locked it, and turned back to Allison. “What happened?”
“I got caught in the rain.”
“It’s the middle of winter, Allison. There’s no rain.”