She stops walking closer and starts thinking about something.
"What now?" I ask.
She looks up as if still thinking something deeply, suddenly she looks at me as if she realised something.
"You really are a pervert." She finally speaks.
"I thought you already knew that…?"
"Now it's confirmed. Is that all you thought about while looking around the office?"
"Yes."
She looks at me, speechless.
"What? it's just that I go hard so it's normal for things to break—"
"I don't need to know that." She sighs annoyingly. "How can you talk about this so casually?"
"It's a natural thing. Everyone does it, my parents, your parents—"
Before I could finish she left.
She's definitely a virgin.
Or maybe she's just shy…?
No, I don't think so but why does she look embarrassed every time I bring this topic up, it's not like she doesn't know.
I wonder how she's in bed, definitely Inexperienced. She probably has a low stamina.
Haha.
Not everyone is like me, perfect.
She definitely doesn't even know what 69 means.
All the girls I met and slept with know A-Z about this kind of things, some even more than me.
I never liked shy and- in short, girls like Raya.
She looks like the type to date until marriage.
I never could be that serious with someone. Marriage? Ha. It's like getting stuck in life with one girl, how boring. I get tired easily, I never dated someone more than a month, besides Katy. No relationship was ever serious for me.
But, there's something about Raya that just makes me angry, why does she act so hard to get?
Like could you refuse to a man like me? Never.
Maybe she secretly likes me that's why she's shy around me.
Hmm.
Well, whatever.
Why am I even thinking about this, I should—
Oh wait. I can order her around today and she won't say a thing.
I almost forgot.
Alright it's getting boring. Let's have fun.
10 minutes later
She's standing in front me.
Ready to obey.
"Why did you call me so urgently?" She asks.
"I was missing you." I tease her.
She looks at me as if she's ready to throw a punch.
"Here, your new contract." I place it in front of her.
"I haven't resigned yet."
"Well, i'll help you then." I lean back. "You're fired."
"You were the head of the marketing department not the ceo of the company."
"I'm not, my dad's friend is." I smile evilly knowing she won't be able to argue back.
"My contract hasn't ended yet—"
"But you're already fired and this is your new contract and your new job."
"What if I don't want to work here?"
"I'm not giving you a choice, you don't have a choice."
"I want to resign from that position and I don't accept this job, i'll find another job and a better one."
"Sure? Because let me tell you people are dying to get a job here and I know almost all the chairmans from other businesses." I roll the pen between my fingers.
"What are you trying to say?"
"Nothing much, just that if I want to I can ban your entry in other companies besides mine, after all you're gonna end up with me."
"…"
"Read the contract thoroughly all you're gonna see are benefits."
"Do you think you can get everything you want?"
"Ms. Gray, you don't know, if I want something i will get it no matter what." I get up. "And right now I want you to work as my personal assistant."
"And what next? should I also be your 'personal' maid?" She says sarcastically. "Just because you want…?" She scoffs, placing her hands on the table. "Fine. I will but I want to add some things in the contract."
Feisty, I like it.
"Alright." I smirk. "Make sure to not add perverted things, even if you do I wouldn't mind agreeing—"
"We'll meet once i'm done. I'll drop you a message." Saying that she left to her office room.
This is too much fun. I wonder what things she'll add.
5 hours later
It's almost nighttime and we are walking to our building and she has the contract in her hands.
"Will you read the contract today?" I ask.
"No, it's professional it would be better if we discuss it in working hours. I'll tell you about it tomorrow morning at 8:30 in your office. I still need to add some things."
"You really took it serious, alright then tomorrow it is."
She starts walking away.
"Where are you going?" I say following her.
"Home…?"
"Don't you remember the day hasn't ended yet. You can go home after 12:00AM, did you forget?" I go closer. "It's 8:24, we still have tons of time."
She rolls her eyes and walks past me.
She takes the key to my house.
I follow her and stand beside her.
I trap her between me as my hands rest on both sides of the door and she stands in the middle trying to open the door.
"Need help?" I say in her ear.
"Yeah, if you could move back."
"But i'm just helping you." I give her a 'innocent' look. "Let me."
I place my hand on hers as I put the key in using her hand.
"Here, right there. Good job." My tone deeper and lower as I try to tease her.
click
"See, it was easy."
She looks annoyed.
Very good. I like to see that face.
She does have an expressive face.
I wonder what expression she makes when—
"Have you ever heard about personal space?"
"What's that?" I tease.
She sighs annoyingly.
"Whatever." She says walking towards the kitchen island and placing the keys.
I walk towards her.
She gives me an annoying look again.
"What? Don't come close, stay 500m away from me." She says.
"I wanted to grab something to eat, can I?" My tone dripping with sarcasm.
"No."
"Should I eat you then—"
"Shut up. You're not funny." She turns around.
"I know, i'm really funny."
She bends over the counter and starts writing on a paper.
I take a step closer trying to peak.
She immediately places her hand on the paper hiding it.
"I wanted to take this." I reach out to grab a box of nuts.
She side eyes me.
Ding dong
I walk towards the door, opening it.
"Sorry sweetie, I have to take some stuff from my suitcase." Mom enters and starts eyeing around. "You guys are staying home?"
"Yeah…?" I give her a questioning look.
"You said you planned a candle night dinner…"
Oh. I forgot.
"Uh…well—"
"Ooh, you planned it at home and I thought you guys would go out. That's amazing." She eyes around again. "Did you plan it in the bedroom?" She whispers.
"Mhm." I agree, not knowing what to say.
"I'll be quick then." She winks.
"Uuh, Babe…" I say loudly as I walk to Raya. "I forgot to give something to you."
I can see mom looking at us with a smile on.
"Huh?" Raya softly frowns.
"Wait." I go to my bedroom and grab a random dress that Katy left.
I walk out and hand it to her. "Here."
She looks weirded out. Slowly reaches and takes it from my hand.
"Alright, sweethearts have fun, i'm leaving." Mom leaves.
The door closes and she's still looking at the dress.
"Did you like it?" I smirk.
"What even is this…?" She holds the string of the dress with her fingers. "It's just strings, where's the 'dress'?"
"It's a lingerie."
She quickly throws it at me. "Perv."
I grab it.
Her ears got red.
She turns around and walks to the kitchen counter again.
"What? it's not bad. You should give it a try—"
"Shut up. You wear it if you like it that much."
Scoff
"You know what, I noticed that you look like a cat, a wild cat." I say. "You're always ready to bite and fight and you also have an attitude, specially with me."
She doesn't answer.
"Ms. Gray?"
"What!" She almost says louldy and slowly realises and puts on a forced smile. "…what?" She says politely.
"I'm feeling kind of hungry." I continue.
"So?"
"Make me dinner."
She looks at me, her expression clearly showing what she's thinking.
"What do you want to eat, Mr. Hart?" Her tone being passive aggressive.
Yeah, get more annoyed, I love it when you are frustrated.
"Hmm, let's see…" I tap my finger on my chin while looking at her. "How about…" I scan her from bottom to top, wanting to annoy her and see how much she can handle. "I feel like eating some protein."
"…can you specify?" She asks.
"Chicken pasta."
"Ok." She walks to the kitchen.
Hmm. Good self control.
I thought she was gonna call me 'pervert' again.
Some time later
I sat on the sofa and watched TV while she was making me pasta in the kitchen.
"Done." A plate is placed in front of me.
"That was fast." I say.
I take the plate in my hand and take a bite.
Oh? it's good, better than I expected.
"It's not good, make it again." I lie as I take another bite.
"But it looks like you're enjoying it."
"I'm not, I just don't like to waste food." I say munching. "I'll wait."
"How about I make you something of my choice?"
"Uh-an? ok. Let's see what you make."
She snatches the plate out of my hand.
"You didn't like it right, i'll save it for your parents."
But… I liked it.
How rude.
I hope she doesn't poison the food.
Her words are enough for that.