"I know."
"You are staying in my mansion today." He replied coolly without looking at me. My eyes widened at his response.
"But, si…" I tried to protest.
"No more buts, Mr. Sandros." He shut me with his raised palm. What the fuck was going on here?
I was in deep shit. Could this day get any worse?
He looked so relaxed and lay back on his seat while I was full on panicking with this new situation.
Why was my life like this?
We reached his mansion in a flash and before I knew it, I was standing in my allotted room which was next to his bedroom. What was I supposed to do now? The chance of getting exposed was so high when I stay the night here. I could not sleep here.
What about my wig? I didn't even have the glue to stick my wig if it comes undone. Not to mention that I was a messy sleeper. I was doomed and I was exhausted to my bones. The bed looked so soft and inviting, all I wanted to do was get off my clothes and jump on this fluffy cloud.
The bed was huge. It was a Victorian bed with beautiful golden curtains hung from its frame. There was a medium-sized crystal chandelier hanging from the center of the ceiling. It looked extravagant and alluring. I felt like the bed was calling me.
It was extremely late and the night was still alive. Probably, the entire city was sleeping, except for me. I loosened my tie and threw it on my bed, followed by my blazer, shoe, and socks. My bare feet touched the plush carpet on the floor. It felt so smooth and soft under my feet. I rolled my shirt sleeves up to my elbows and undid my collar button.
I stretched my upper body and gave out a big yawn my eyes were stinging from sleepiness. I went into the ensuite bathroom and believe me, it was massive. I could fit my entire studio apartment in here. It had a spacious interior. The floor and wall were made with marble and natural stone finished with wood and muted gold details for decoration.
It had a Jacuzzi with underwater lighting with steps to enter and two pillars that were carved out of wood for the royal palace experience. There were two massive mirrors with gold rims at its corner, I almost felt like I was transported to some ancient palace. I was in awe. I would just stay in this bathroom forever. It looked so royal, I almost felt like I was some queen.
It was so aristocratic.
I splashed some water on my face and my bruises burned from the contact. I felt so relaxed now. After cleaning up myself I exited the bathroom and gave a longing look to the bed.
I decided to get some fresh air to refresh my sleepy self. I could not risk exposing myself, after knowing that the guy was far more dangerous than I thought. I should be on high alert when I am with him. I exited my room and saw an open balcony at the end of this corridor.
I made my way there and there was this large outdoor bench with cushions, sitting at one corner of the balcony. The breeze was soft and it was a bit cold outside. I could see the front of his entire mansion from here. There was this huge creeper creeping up its way up to the balcony and intertwines itself with the balustrade.
The stars were splattered upon the dark blanket and the moon smiled at me tauntingly. I closed my eyes and bent down to the balustrade by resting my forearm on it. The wind caressed my cheeks softly and pacified my exhausted soul. It was peaceful.
"What are you doing here?" An authoritative voice disturbed my serene atmosphere.
"Just enjoying the night," I whispered without opening my eyes. I could feel him take his position beside me. There was a pause but it was not awkward. I could feel his heat radiates off him which made the cold but tranquil night, warm.
"You should be sleeping, Mr. Sandros." The wind carried his soft whisper. It almost sounded like he was concerned about me. Why would he be concerned about me? I was just his employee and that too, a female disguised as a male.
I stood to my full height and turned to him. He was looking into the panorama in front of us. He was in his sweats and his hair was a little damp. He looked like he just took a shower. This was my first time looking at him in casual clothing. But he looked far away from a normal person.
"I don't feel sleepy," I lied without a beat and took a seat on the bench. The cushion was cool against my pant material.
"You are lying." He accused me and turned in my direction. He crossed his sturdy arms in front of his chest and glared at me. I was too lazy and sleepy to act shocked so I just shrugged and made myself comfortable.
Was it too obvious that I was sleepy?
He walked to me and took a seat beside me.
Hmm, the cushions were so comfy and soft. I rested my head against the wall and relaxed. I felt like, I was floating and sucked into the darkness.
"You should sleep," a voice advised me, coolly.
"Uh…uh" I accepted not understanding a single word.
"Mr. Sandros…" someone called me from a distance.
"Hmm…" I hummed. The person's voice was so husky and tranquil. I could hear this voice forever and wouldn't get bored.
But why were they calling me? And that too, why were they addressing me as a mister. I was a miss…
Oh, there was a little white sheep there. It was grazing on the green grass. It looked so cute and fluffy. I petted its head while it chewed on its grass. It gave me a smug look and completely ignored me. Its face looked like it had no care in this world. Its face resembled someone I knew, it almost looked like…
"Mr. Sandros!" someone yelled my name.
I jerked awake, my eyes were wide and I frantically looked at my atmosphere and my gaze fell on my boss. He raised his eyebrows at me. His eyes held mirth and I realized that I slept in the middle of having a conversation with him.
"Go to your room and sleep." His voice was stern. The guy was so controlling. I heaved a sigh and stood up from my spot. There was no reason in arguing with him when he was right. At this rate, my wig was going to fall off in front of him so it was better to be in my room.
When I was about to cross his seated position, my foot tangled with his feet and I stumbled upon him. I yelped, and my right palm landed against his abdomen dangerously closer to his manhood. He jerked at the sudden intrusion. My lips smashed against his lips. There was a jolt of electricity that ran through my entire body, as if, I was electrocuted. His lips were so plump and soft against mine.
I rested my other hand on his sturdy shoulder. I was so shocked. His hands grabbed my hips to steady me. My un-tucked shirt rode up to my waist. I could feel his warm palm on my skin. It was smooth but hard at the same time. My stomach fluttered with butterflies and there was this delicious shiver that ran down to the length of my spine.
His eyes were wide as mine. He was also shocked by the turn of events. My entire body was tingling and my heart started to pound against my sternum, it felt like witchcraft. Suddenly I felt like I wanted to ravish him.
What was happening to me? I pulled off my face from him. I was in between his lap laying on his chest. I could feel his hard muscles flushed against my soft feminine curve. He was too stunned to react and I was extremely embarrassed. I could feel his abdomen getting stiffened under my touch. We both were breathing hard because of our proximity.
His dark eyes further darkened and there was confusion, shock, and unbelievability swirling in its depth. I could feel his hot breath fanning against my lips. His lips were busted at the corner and he was bleeding. His eyes strayed to my lips and he gulped, his Adam's apple moved up and down in a delicious way.
I removed myself from him and rushed to my bedroom without a word. He didn't follow me, nor did he try to stop me when I walked away from him. I shut the door behind me and rested my back against it. My heart was still pounding and my lips were tingling for someone.
I kissed my boss,
Reality hit me hard and I started to freak out.
OH MY GOD! I KISSED MY BOSS!!