I looked at him intently for a while, he didn’t even seem remorseful. He grabbed his wine again and takes a sip, looking out the window now and turning his gaze away from me.
I couldn’t help but take notice of the fact that he had undressed and just had his shorts on. His body was bare and showing an enchanting mass of ripped flesh. His muscles were evenly toned and well built, carving down to his slim waistline and back out towards his hip and very supple ripped thighs.
I admit I was admiring the view but I can’t forget I came here to strangle this asshole.
"You know what? Fuck you!" This one hit. He immediately turned his gaze at me with his brows raised and his eyes wide open.
"What did you just say to me?" He asked, like he was expecting that I won’t have the courage to say the words out loud again.
"Fuck you, Ian! Fuck you and everything that you represent! You think you are something? What? Because you own a company and have some money in your bank account? Well, that's where you are wrong! You are nothing but a narcissistic, pompous asshole! I wonder how the people around you can stand you, and your rotten attitude!"
"Leave my room!" His voice was slightly elevated now, I could tell he was angry now. I felt satisfied that I had gotten him to feel the exact same way he had made me feel every day since I started working for him."
"Or what? What is the worst that you can do to me? Fire me? Well, there won't be any need for that. Because I'm going back to my room to pack up my stuff and leave with the first flighttomorrow morning. I will email you my resignation letter. You can have your job back and get your own coffees from now because I did not work so hard just to be serving some cold-hearted asshole coffee and food!"
I was done now. I have said all that needs to be said before he could fire me. I was victorious.
As I turned my back to leave, I felt his hand grabbed me and turned me around.
"What the..? Get your hands off…"
My words were stolen from my mouth with a kiss. He had immediately kissed me like he was trying to shut me up and stop me from hurting him any further. I am in shock. I didn't see that reaction coming. It was quite the opposite of what I was expecting.
He paused for a while and looked into my eyes, then I heard him say in a very soft sounding voice- "Don't leave me, please." Before I could find a response, he kissed me again like he didn't require any response from me.
This time around, I kissed him back. Gosh! His lips are so soft and succulent, just as I had presumed. It almost tasted like soft scented candy.
I could feel his hands rummage all over my body, cupping my breast and hips. I found myself doing likewise. Unable to resistthe urge to run my hands all over his ripped body to feel the firmness of it. And damn, were they firm!
My hands brushed past his nipples and it seemed I had awoken the tiger in him. He lifted me up and I clutched my leg around his waist while he was kissing me all over my body.
I hold on to him right, enjoying the sensation I am feeling with what his mouth was doing to me. A part of me just imaged him pinning me against the wall and thrusting all of the frustration away, and he felt like he has punished me sufficiently for being unruly.
It was after my body hit the bed and he was trying to take off my bra that I regained some sanity and immediately shoved him off my body, slapping him also, and literally running out of the room.
What had I just done?I asked myself as I walked back to my room. He had it coming. He couldn’t take advantage of me like that. What a jerk! But the words he said so softly,“Don't leave me, please”,refused to leave my head and I started to wonder if he had different side of him that I hadn’t seen yet .
Chapter 17
Ashley
The next day, the tension between Moody and I had gotten intense. It was difficult for me to be around him without thinking of the incident from last night at the hotel. We had left the hotel the next day.
All through the journey back, we didn't say a word to each other and we barely even made eye contacts. He only spoke to me when it was absolutely necessary. I wasn't so sure if I wanted to resign anymore since obviously, he wasn't planning to let me go either. He had sent a text as early as 5am reminding me of our flight.
I got back to the apartment exhausted and feeling jetlagged. No one was at home. Justin was obviously still at work and I was grateful for that. I didn’t want to talk about the incidents thathappened during the trip and I knew he would want to know the details .
No one was expecting me at work until Monday and today is Friday. Ian had given me the rest of the weekend off. He had included that in his text message this morning. I just hoped it wasn’t an indirect way of firing me because I would just feel humiliated that I didn't resign first.
I took my bags up to the room and dropped them. The house was not a mess thankfully. Justin seemed to have taken his time to clean it up. He had even picked up my clothes from the dry cleaner. I smiled knowing that he would want me to sing his praises for the rest of the month for this.
I collapsed onto my bed, not bothering that I was still fully dressed. In no time, I fell asleep soundly.
Ian
While at the office, I could not get my mind off what had happened at the hotel in London. I had let my guards down and what was going to happen if anyone ever heard that I tried to have sex with an employee? True, I was incredibly drawn to her, but I should be able to keep the emotions in check.
I had my driver drop me off at work after he had dropped off Ashley at her place. I needed a distraction from thinking about the incident endlessly. Ryan would have a myriad of questions that I was unwilling to answer now. But at this point, I thoughtI would prefer him asking me questions than being at the mercy of my thoughts and imaginations at home alone.