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Claimed by my boss, hunted by his wife - Chapter 2


Chapter 2

  Emotions 

Xavier POV

***Last Night**.
I heard my dad calling me from downstairs. I wondered what in the hell he would want. I walked downstairs only to see a girl on my couch.

Chestnut Brown wavy hair and a sun kissed skin. She was beautiful. As soon as she looked up to me, I put my eyes back on my phone.

My father told me she was going to work with me and all that stuff. As he spoke, my mind wondered to how beautiful she was.

At this point Diana came back, and immediately it reminded me that Diana will have a problem with it but I didn't even bother.

My eyes glanced at her big doe eyes, and her plump lips that was coated in the oil residue of the sauce. 

Such a sight. 

But I immediately put my eyes back to my food, and rushed it over. I was glad it ended as soon as it began. After telling her my schedule for tomorrow, I headed up to take a shower.

I went to my room and when I entered the bathroom to have my shower, I heard the room door open.

“Baby, why did you let your father drop her here?. Huh?. Why is it that you agreed to such an outrageous act”. She shouted, her voice filling the entire room.

I kept quiet. I just showered in peace and soon I was done.
I came out, with my hair dripping water on my body a little.

“Diana, if you have a problem with her, you can leave. She is not leaving here. As you know she is my father's guest and possibly a friend so respect her. Understand?”. I went over my words slowly, but I made it known through my tone how over this conversation I was.

Diana didn't say anything else, as she just chewed on her lip, as her eyes glazed. 

But I felt my eyes already tired but I was about to go to bed, when I remembered she possibly couldn't have an office wear for tomorrow and I ordered a dress for her. 

I knew something was happening in me, but I can't explain it, because why can't I get her out of my mind?. I just met her today.

I rolled over on my bed, trying to let the tiredness from earlier today over ride her images in my head.

I closed my eyes, as I breathed out in surrender. “Tomorrow's going to be a long day” I muttered, and allowed the tiredness and images to collide.


****Tomorrow morning**
**7am**
I woke up without my alarm going off. I turned around and cancelled the alarm since I was already awake.

I walked over to the bathroom and showered and got dress and by now it was already a little after eight. 

I ordered her dress yesterday so it must have arrived by now. I came downstairs, and saw her sitting down. I compulsively looked at my watch and it was 8:50. She's early.

“Hope you've had breakfast?”. I said as soon as I reached the bottom of the stairs, announcing my presence. 
“Yes sir”. She answered, her eyes to the floor as she was still avoiding my eyes, even my face in general.

“Let's go”. I said. We both walked out to my car. 

The drive to my office was quiet, although I kept glancing at her and she looked like she wanted to say something.

“Speak already”. I said, keepingy eyes on the road.
“Huh?”. She asked me sounding lost and confused.

“I said speak. I know you want to say something, so, speak”. I repeated..
“Oh. I just wanted to remind you of my..”. I cut her short.
“Clothes?. I remember, love. I will send the helpers to get clothes for you. Satisfied?”. I tilted my head, giving her a smirk.

“Thank you”. She whispered, tugging at the hem of her dress.

We reached the office thirty minutes later. We got down and as I expected she got stares.

We walked over to the elevator and I began to tell her, her position in the company.

“You'll work as my secretary, only because my father would need evidence and I am very sure that, that old man would already be in the motion of interfering with my business”. I rambled. 

“There is a receptionist at the front desk in my floor. She will show you around and tell you the basis of a secretary. And if you still don't understand, you can come to me”. I offered, all the while staring at her.

Her lips were full and coated in lipgloss–I'm sure strawberry, because she literally smells like the fruit. With her minimum make up covered face. God damn, she is beautiful.

We then reached our floor and the elevator got opened. I stepped out while she went straight to the receptionist.

I opened my office doors, and was immediately drained sighting the amount of files and paperwork seated on my desk.

I started working but midway my mind wandered. Why does she look so innocent?. How is she so beautiful?.

God I wanted to taste that lips of hers.

I shook my head to snap out of it, and somehow, I was engrossed in my work but not fully engrossed. And then, slowly an hour passed. 

I stared at my door, while tapping my pen on my desk and my foot on the floor, as question filled my head.

Why isn't she here yet?. Doesn't she have any questions?. There is no file that needs my signature?.

Ugh, just come in and let me stare at you, just for a few minutes. I dropped my pen and stared aty door. 

After two minutes, I saw my door knob turning. Hold on. Is she the one?. I quickly arranged myself and looked back at the already completed work that was on my desk.

I heard the knock, after the door was slightly pulled ajar.
“Come in”. I announced, as I cleared my throat, trying to hide the excitement in my voice.

“Sorry to interrupt you sir”. She started as she stepped in.
I looked up and yes, the heavens answered me today. She was the one, in her sun kissed skin glory. 

“Have a seat, Dorothy”. I smiled, getting my professional tone back.
“Sir. I just need your signature on these files”. She informed, coming to stand beside me, opening the files.

I couldn't help but notice a ring on her wedding finger. Was she engaged?. 

I looked at the file and signed. After signing, I looked back at her. Her lips in my sight.

“Are you married?”. I heard myself, say before I could stop.
“Sir?”. She asked, as her eyes widened a bit. It seemed to be something she does when she's confused.

“The ring”. I pointed at the ring in her finger.

She smiled. A smile that reached her eyes and this made my insides feel like they could explode. 

Was I sexually frustrated? Because I don't understand why I'm beginning to feel this jittery feelings.

“No. No sir. It was my mother's”. She said, still smiling, but I saw how it wasn't reaching her eyes anymore.
“Oh, I'm sorry”. I apologized, feeling like I have touched a sensitive subject.

“No..it's okay”. She smiled. We both looked at each other. Staring deep into the other's eyes. 

“I have to go. Thank you”. She bowed slightly and made an attempt to move.
“Hold on”. I swallowed, as stood up, but I felt my entire body getting heated, despite the air conditioners in my office.

I came close to her and I smelt her strawberry scent on her. Slowly, and almost out of control, I brought my nose to her neck. 

“Do you know how beautiful you are?”. I whispered, putting my lips on her neckline.
Her breath started getting shallow. I smirked knowing I had an effect on her, and this crazy attraction was mutual. 

I removed my lip from her neckline, and my face was so close to hers, as I felt my breaths on her skin. 

She looked up to me, and her eyes looked darker than it was before. Our lips inches were away, and her eyes were staring into mine.

I felt all my self constraint out the window.

I leaned in and I kissed her, and I heard her let in a sharp breath. It was better than expected. I sucked on her lips, I couldn't get enough of her strawberry lip taste.

I kissed her for sometime, nibbling on her lower lip, while taking in the texture of her skin–soft, silk and smooth.

She soon started kissing me back. Her warm lips fought against mine, and it was like I was bring dragged away in a fog, as my thinking began to depreciate. 

But then I knew, that if this kiss would go on, I wouldn't be able to restrain myself.

I disengaged from her and I stepped back. I looked at her, her lips in particular.
“Get out”. I spoke, looking at her coldly. 
“What?”. She said, still trying to steady her breath.

I walked back to my chair, and used my hand to comb my hair back.
“Get out, goddamit. Are you deaf?”. I shouted at her and I saw her flinch.

“I'm….”. She started. I breathed out, loudly, like I was tired of talking.
“Don't bother. Just get out”. I repeated, not sparing her another look.

I heard her heels, retreating, soon the door opened and then it closed again. As she left, I breathed out. 

‘I need to control myself. Dorothy, what the hell are you doing?’. I thought out loud.

I'm sure that she will be feeling used by now. I stared at the door, and slammed my hand on my desk, I made the first move and I treated her like trash.

I have never seen someone offset my control like that–that easy. Could this be the vulnerability my father has with my mom? 

But what if she's just as conniving as Diana is? I'm screwed.







Chapter 3 The Encounter 

Dorothy's POV

Did he just kiss me and kick me out like I'm the one that seduced him?. I thought. And as this thought ran through my mind, I felt my blood boil.

I shouldn't have let him even touch me, given the fact that I knew he was married. I mentally smacked myself upside the head.

I left his office and on my way to mine, I saw a tall guy probably 6ft talking to Lilian, Xavier's receptionist, and also personal assistant. 

It looked like they were having an affair from their discussion. 
“I'm sorry Miss Trer, but I don't mix pleasure with business. I came strictly for Mr. Wort, if I want to have you, I'll book a hotel”. He shrugged, while his eyes ravished over her even though she was fully clothed.

At this point, he looked at me. I stared at him as well, his grey eyes piercing into my soul. His jaw was clenched. His face looked sculpted.

“Miss Reyes, you are to work, not admire my business partners”. I heard behind me, a voice I know to well.

I closed my eyes trying to fight the look of annoyance and embarrassment on my face. I turned to him to see his face few inches from mine. 

“Mr. Wort, I wasn't….”. I stuttered, as I tried explaining myself.
“Don't bother, princess “. He spoke, cutting me off, while glancing at my lips.

We stayed like that till we heard a throat clear.
“Mr. Wort, long time no see”. The man from before greeted, stretching his hand for a handshake.

“Yes, Mr. Jetta. Last time we met, if my memory serves me right, was in Singapore, during the Oilers Group anniversary party, last year”. Xavier smiled, taking his hand in for a handshake.

I just stood there, staring at the man I had never seen smile within this two days I stayed with him, smiling. Like he was actually smiling, or was it smirking?.

“Meet my new secretary, Miss Reyes Dorothy”. Xavier introduced me.
Mr. Jetta stared at me like I was a meal on stick.

“Hello, Miss Reyes. I'm Edward. Edward Jetta”. He said, extending his hand, still.
“Hello. Nice to meet you”. I greeted, smiling as calmly as I could.

“Let's continue in my office”. Xavier said and led him to his office.

I breathed out and was about to move, until Lilan called out.
“Miss Reyes, can I talk to you?”. She called to me. 

I turned around and went to her table. “Sure thing, Miss Trer”. 
*I know you heard the conversation between I and Edward, please don't inform Mr. Wort. Okay?”. She pleaded, with trembling hands and I saw fear in her eyes.

The rule of the company is that you should not have an affair with someone close to the company, because it is believed that if something should happen to your relationship, that would bring issues among the two companies and also you might be actually giving them in house information.

This only applied to the Ceo’s staffs, which included, me–his secretary, and her, Miss Trer, his receptionist.

Even though, I just started I was already familiar with this rule. I can't have issue with the person that is giving me luxury at its peak.

“Sure thing, Lilian. Your secret is safe with me”. I assured her, giving her the most reassuring smile ever.
“Thank you. Well since that is taken care of, I'm good”. She breathed out and I saw her shoulders relax.

“Can I go now?”. I asked.
“Oh, right. Sorry”. She grimaced, waving at me and flashing me an apologetic smile.

I walked out of her station and went to my office. And when I opened the door, I saw the same man from earlier.

“Erm, Mr. Jetta, can I help you?”. I asked him as I took my seat.

“Well. Nothing much, just stopping by to deliver this files to you on Mr. Wort's orders”. He informed, stood up and left.

Huh?. Xavier couldn't stress me by calling me to take them personally?. That's strange.. I thought but kept shut.

I walked over to the office kitchen on our floor and saw Diana taking in a shot of whiskey. Do pregnant women drink whiskey?. When did she even get here?

I dismissed it. What do I know?. It's not like I attended medical school.

I went to the fridge and took out a bottle of orange juice, as I felt her eyes bore into the back of my head. 

But I needed to cool my head, and if I can't have that here I'll just go back to my office.

So, that's what I did. I went back to my office and saw a message on my company email from Xavier.

“i am going on a business trip to Spain in the next three days and you are coming with me. Please note, that it is s three day business trip”. 

What?. Three days with this sadist of a boss?. Wait a minute, I'm screwed. Diana doesn't even want me close to her husband in the house she is living in, how much more a trip that won't may not be invited to?.

Well, I don't care. I'm just following the instructions from my boss and any issue Diana has, she should take it up with her husband.

I replied him, Yes, sir, closed my email. I put my head on my desk then I heard my phone ping.

It was an unsaved number, asking me to meet up. When I tapped it, there was another message stating who it's from. 

And eventually it was from Mr. Jetta. I thought he was having something with Lilian. 

“I'm sorry, Sir. But we can't meet up unless it's business related”. I texted back.
“What?. It's a meeting. Mr. Wort said I should discuss it with you”.

Really?. But he didn't inform me. 

“So. Can we meet at Srey tomorrow?.” He asked
“Erm, sure, if it's business related”. I replied, still a little embarrassed that I jumped to conclusions.

“Okay then, see you tomorrow by 4pm. Good?” 
“Yes, sir. It's alright “. I said and I closed my phone.

But why didn't Xavier tell me anything?.I wondered but then I remembered it's Xavier. Probably waiting for me to mess up.

Okay, I have a business trip with Xavier and I have a business meeting tomorrow. Great, and I'm not sure if my clothes are at his house yet.

I just sat back in my chair and picked up the remaining files I'm yet to attend. But then, it came to my mind again.

How did Edward get my number?. I waited to ignore it, but, the rentless questions flooding my mind made me highly uncomfortable so I stood up to go and ask Lilian.

But on a second thought, if Xavier asked him to discuss it with me, could it be that he gave him my number?.

I stood up from my chair to ask Xavier. I went to his office and knocked.

Unfortunately for me his psychopath of a wife was still in there and she asked me to come in.

“Good afternoon, sir.  Good afternoon, ma. Erm, sir, I would love to….” I felt my mouth hang open, as I was cut short.

“Did I say you could speak to my husband?”. Diana asked, and eyed me like I had a dagger on .

I stood there looking between husband and wife. I looked at Xavier to gauge his reaction and his eyes were literally pointing daggers at Diana's head.

“Diana, please let her state her mind”. He said, staring at me. “Continue”.
“Don't you dare”. Diana countered him. “Babe, why do you want her to continue speaking to you, if she wanted to pass in any information she can ask your receptionist for that”. She said, looking at her husband.

“Diana, don't act ignorant. But, for your information, she is my secretary ”. He gritted, trying to retain his calmness.

“Well, I don't care, because we are supposed to currently be at lunch”. She flipped off,  looking at her manicured nails.

I nodded and bowed my head a little and turned around to go. Well, that went burst.

As I steeped out of his office, my phone rang. I took it out and saw none other than Edward.

Jesus,this guy is persistent.

I picked up the phone. “Hello?”. I asked, trying not to sound irritated.
“Hello, beautiful. I just wanted to make sure you remember the date and time, tomorrow”. He said, and I'm sure he was probably smiling.

I rolled my eyes as I opened the door of my office, and sat down.
“Sure thing, sir. Srey, right?. At 4pm, tomorrow”. I resounded his words back to him, almost losing my shit.
“Yes, that is all correct, baby. See you tomorrow”. He sang.  And I did the honours of ending the call.

Jesus, if I can't stand him on the phone, how will I stand him in real life. And baby?

I gagged, as I heard his voice in my head. Ew!


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