Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Adam Wilson
I woke up from someone kissing me on my temple. I opened my eyes to see Charlene.
Oh no!
"Good morning baby."
I looked at the clock on the side table and saw that is was 9:30am.
"Charlene! Why didn't you wake me up?"
"You looked so peaceful sleeping, I didn't want to disturb you. Plus, I had enough time to stare at that handsome face of yours." She tried to sound sexy but that only made me cringe.
Her hand reached out to cup my face but I quickly stopped her. I stood up from the bed and began to put on my clothes.
"Where are you going?" She asked
"Work! Where else?!" I shouted.
"But-"
"Charlene! I don't have time for this! I'm already late to work because of you!"
"You don't have time for what exactly?" She asked, slightly confused.
I didn't even know why I was angry at her. She was just so annoying for no particular reason.
"I don't know why you're treating me like this. First you call me up for us to get back together, now you're acting strange."
"Wait, did you think that I called you to get back together?" I asked incredulously.
"Of course! Don't tell me that this was just a booty call?"
"Ahhh, yes. That's precisely what it was." I said.
I was happy that she'd managed to interpret it perfectly without me having to explain it.
"You bastard." She spat before she started to pack up her things.
"Hey, at least last night was fun right?" I tried to lighten up the mood a bit, even though I knew I had been an asshole to her.
"Don't you ever call me in your life again!" She barked before she left my bedroom and slammed the door.
Wow, it was always so easy getting rid of her. I don't know what possessed me to call her up in the first place. Probably because I was seriously horny and the only person I wanted was out of bounds. Charlene was the only immediate solution.
On reflection, she hadn't actually solved my problem because I am still not satiated. Sex with her was not as spectacular as it used to be... because now she was the wrong woman.
I even recalled myself once looking at her eyes as I fucked her but imagining another beautiful pair of eyes which belonged to Sophia. The fact that I was having sex with one woman and thinking about another made me so angry that I sped up the pace angrily making Charlene scream. She had no idea that it was Sophia who was in my mind.
How pathetic of me.
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Sophia Parker
"Miss Parker, I need you to come into my office right now."
With that I wasted no time jumping up and walking over to his office.
What's up with him?
After all, he was late to work today. Not just 20 minutes late, but 3 hours! Very unlike him.
Today I toned it down a lot and wore just a simple red dress. I also wore a black blazer over it so I don't get too cold. When I got into the office I saw Mr Wilson wearing his jacket like he was about to leave.
"Miss Parker, I have issues to attend to outside the office but I also need some emails replied to as well. Every email that has keywords like 'contract', 'megacorp', and 'conglomerate' in its subject, reply by sending an attachment of the Megacorp contract."
"Okay sir."
"Also, Alice is off sick today so I need you to take my calls. Only redirect to me if it's necessary."
With that he left, leaving me in his huge office alone. I sat down on his chair and the first thing I noticed was the lingering scent of his cologne. He smelled so masculine, I wonder what it would be like to hug him and drown in his strong scent.
I quickly recovered from my daydream, which I immediately banned myself from having, and began to actually work. In the course of replying his emails, his phone rang and I answered.
"Wilson & Co, I'm sorry but Mr Wilson is not available right now. This is his personal assistant, how can I help?" I said politely
"Who is this?" The person barked nastily.
"Um... Like I said, I'm his personal assistant."
"Oh, I hope he's not screwing you too."
"Excuse me!"
"Tell him that Charlene called and I want to make things work between us, he should call me as soon as possible. Okay?"
"Err, okay."
Suddenly the line went dead.
Wow. I had assumed Mr Wilson was semi-single because he hadn't asked me to deliver flowers or book diner reservations in almost two months. I felt so dumb right now. Of course he wasn't single! Of course he had a girlfriend! Even if he didn't, he had people that he was seeing, especially the person who called him on Monday.
I still don't stand a chance. I never will. Tears began to fall from my eyes as all the hopes I had had began to crumble again. This happens every time I see him with someone new.
I need to get over this stupid infatuation I have. He is my boss and it's wrong for him to ever get involved with me in the first place . I shouldn't even care!
I wiped my stupid tears and looked at the time. It was almost 5pm and Mr Wilson was yet to return.
I tidied up his desk and turned off the lights. I also packed up my things from my office. I went to the elevator and pressed the button. After waiting patiently, the door opened and I got in.
There was someone else in the elevator, I usually saw him around the office and in meetings but we'd never really spoke to each other. I believe he led the accounting department.
"Hey." he spoke to me for the first time.
"Hi." I smiled at him.
"I'm Sean Edmund, nice to meet you." He rose his hand and I shook it.
"Nice to meet you too I'm-"
"Sophia Parker, I know. You're Adam's personal assistant."
I laughed a little at his forwardness. He was quite handsome but not like Mr Wilson. Sean was blonde but they both had blue eyes.
"Are you okay? Your eyes look a little puffy. Were you just... crying?" He asked.
"Oh... No I wasn't, I haven't slept in days that's all." I smiled weakly.
"You should get some sleep. How are you getting home?"
"Uh, I'm getting a taxi."
"Mind if I give you a ride?"
"Not at all."
The elevator ride came to a stop and we made our way to his car. He opened the passenger door for me like a gentleman would. And I must say, he had a really nice car. I gave him my address and we started moving.
"So how long have you worked for Adam?" He asked.
"Its been almost 2 years now."
"Oh really? I joined the company about 9 months ago."
"I know. I remember you. I helped Mr Wilson with shortlisting résumés for the Head of Accounting and Finance role. When I saw yours, it was pretty good I must say. I opted for you to get the job."
"Thank you." He laughed and smiled.
"You're welcome."
Although I don't remember him getting interviewed which was strange...
"So what's it like working with him?"
Torture.
"Umm... It's okay I guess. He can be very snappy at times but he's a really good boss. He's very fair and thoughtful. Definitely the best person I've ever worked with."
"Is he now? How many jobs have you had at so far?"
"Three. This is my third. What about you?"
"Seven."
"Oh, well... you didn't put all seven on your resume."
"No I didn't." He said. "And that was by choice. There was always something up with the women that I worked with."
"What do you mean?" I asked curiously.
"I've had three female bosses and they all wanted to sleep with me. When I refused I got fired. Two places, I was fired because the women threw themselves at me and uh, we got caught. I had nothing to do with it but they lied and being the man, it seamed fair to fire me instead. No one believed my side of the story."
"What! That must be terrible! What about your sixth role?" I asked curiously.
"The sixth place was my boss' daughter"
"Oh... How old was she?" I asked, feeling heavily distraught from his revelation.
"She was nineteen. I had only met her a few times before she showed up at my office one day. Let's just say she made a sudden advance towards me and her dad caught us in a compromising position."
"Wow. You've been through a lot. But honestly, who would blame those women? You are good looking." I said and he laughed a little, looking out my window. I followed his gaze and saw that we had reached my home.
"Thanks for the ride, I really appreciate it. It was also nice getting to know you a little bit." I said.
"Same here, Sophia. I guess I'll see you around at the office?"
"Sure. Have a good night."
"Goodnight."
I got out and when I had gotten into my apartment, that's when he drove off.
Sean was a very nice guy and also very good looking too. I don't blame those women for throwing themselves at him. But that's more than enough reason for me to stay away from him. I can't be with someone who constantly has women prying over them. Even if he doesn't want to, they'll make him cheat.
My phone rang and when I looked at the caller ID, it was Mr Wilson. As usual, my heat skipped a beat.
"Hello?" I answered.
"Miss Parker, I'm sorry I couldn't make it back to the office on time. I assume you have left?" He asked. There was a lot of background noise where he was. I could just about hear him.
"Yes, I have."
"Good. Did you do everything I asked you to do?"
"Yes, sir. The emails were sent." I confirmed.
"Did I get any phone calls?"
"Actually, there was one."
"From who?"
From your flavour of the moment!
"A woman named Charlene. She said-" I started but he cut me off instantly.
"I don't want to know what she said. Is that all?" He said angrily.
"That's all."
"Okay. Good night."
"Good-" beep
The line got disconnected before I could wish him a nice evening.
Wow. Talk about being snappy.
Chapter 6
Sophia Parker
It was a Friday, which meant that we were to leave for London today. The conference is on Saturday and in order for us to get there on time, we needed to leave this evening. We would arrive in London by 5am but the actual time there would be 12am. That should give us enough time to get some rest before the event.
I had already packed my bags and brought them with me to the office today. Most of the things I brought along were work clothes, nothing serious. But Phoebe suggested that I also have outfits for going out. Whenever Mr Wilson and I went on work trips, there was always time to go out and explore so I packed two dresses just in case, anything could happen.
Mr Wilson didn't show up during working hours today and I spent the whole day missing his presence. He finally showed up around 5pm, just in time to pick me up so we could go to the airport together.
As I came out of the building, his driver collected my bag and placed it in the trunk of his Bentley Mulsanne. This was one of Mr Wilson most expensive and spacious cars. He must have used it to host some of his clients today. Once I got in the car, Mr Wilson conducted a full body appraisal of me before he finally graced me with his signature greeting.
"Hello, Miss Parker." He smiled. That was enough to make my heart malfunction for a few seconds.
"Good evening Mr Wilson." I managed to not stutter. We began to move.
"I see you have very few items." He commented.
"Yes, there wasn't much to pack. It's just for the weekend." I replied.
After that, he didn't say anything and an awkward silence followed. I looked at him after a few moments and he was shamelessly staring at me with a smirk on his face.
Is he checking me out? No way! Mr Wilson would never even look my way. Just in case, I look at what I'm wearing. A grey sleeveless top made of cotton and a black pencil skirt with my satin knee length boots. It's okay I guess, not that interesting for Mr Wilson to stare at me like he wants to devour me because that's what he is doing.
Because this is a small limo, I am seated directly in front of him with my legs closed in between his legs that are wide open. I don't know why men have to open their legs so wide when they sit. It's ridiculous.
I am so uncomfortable with this position. I can't even look directly ahead because Mr Wilson is just ogling me not caring if he gets caught so I turn my head to the side and I am looking at... nothing.
I began to squirm in my seat due to the discomfort I am having. Why can't he just stop looking! Now I'm angry. He is invading my personal space and I don't like it. I mean, I normally would have loved this attention that he is giving me but it's just too much right now. And what's even more annoying is that stupid smirk he has on his face while he is busy violating me with his eyes! What is going on in that silly little head of his!
"Are you okay Miss Parker? It seems like you're having a war within yourself." He asked with one of his eyebrows raised. He definitely knew that his gaze was having an effect on me but he decided to play dumb.
"I'm fine. I'm just uncomfortable." I say harshly.
"Uncomfortable? What makes you so uncomfortable?" He asked in pretence.
"You!"
"Me?" He feigned confusion.
"You're staring at me too much." I said much more sedately, reminding myself that I was speaking to my boss. My sudden outburst was unexpected but he'd pushed me to the edge with his silly little pretence act.
I didn't expect his response to be a light chuckle, which only made me fume with more anger.
Did he actually find it amusing to invade my personal space?!
"You look lovely today that's all. Is it wrong for a man to appreciate beauty?"
I swear if the air con wasn't on right now, I would have melted into a puddle. He literally just called me beautiful! If I wasn't so mad at him right now I would have probably fan-girled at his statement but I was way too angry.
"That wasn't appreciating beauty, that was... eye-rape!"
This time he laughed loudly. "Eye-rape? Is there even a word like that?"
"I don't know! You tell me!" I said, feeling completely mortified! My face was red hot like a tomato, both from anger and embarrassment.
'Harassment' would have been more appropriate, but my brain decided to invent such a stupid word in the heat of the moment because I couldn't think straight.
I had so many mixed emotions right now and that left me very flustered.
"Miss Parker, it was never my intention to 'eye-rape' you. Like I said, I was only appreciating how beautiful you look today. I apologise if it made you uncomfortable. Please, don't be upset with me." He apologised in a gentlemanly fashion.
"Thank you." I said. I was super relieved that he decided to drop this matter. It was certainly one of the most stressful moments of my entire career with him.
"So how was your day at the office?" He asked.
"Very tedious." I sighed.
"Why? Was it because I wasn't there?" He asked with another smirk tugging at his lips.
Oh no, he's back at it again!
"No... I just didn't have much to do. Where were you by the way?" I asked. "Your diary was empty so I was-"
I stopped myself before I completed the sentence. I was just about to share how worried I was about him but he didn't need to know that... at least not in his current state of derision.
"You were what?"
"Nothing."
"Were you about to say that you were worried about me?" His smirk widened.
"No, I don't care."
I hoped that the lie I told was convincing but unfortunately, he didn't buy it.
"Miss Parker it's fine if you were worried about me not showing up to work today. I should have told you that I would be coming in late."
"You should have. But really, I wasn't worried." I lied again.
"If you say so. I had an urgent matter to finalize with Holton Industries with regards to our meeting held sometime this week. You know, the day you decided to show up in just a blazer."
I gasped at his reference and my poor cheeks turned red once again at the memory of that day.
"You remember?"
"Of course, I don't have amnesia. Plus, the sight is a hard one to forget." He winked at me.
Did he just wink at me?
I was too shocked to react so I just gaped at him in disbelief.
He laughed again at my embarrassment.
Sure, what I did was stupid but it wasn't like I had any other choice!
"Sir, I had no choice. I couldn't show up to the meeting with soiled clothes looking like a clown?."
"No you couldn't. But I must admit that I liked what you wore that day. I just didn't want other men seeing you like that as well. That's why I had to send you out."
He liked it?
Was this his way of acknowledging to me that he found me attractive on that day? Or perhaps, even today as well...? A few moments ago, he mentioned that I looked beautiful. Does the great Adam Wilson finally have eyes for me?
"Is that really why you sent me out of the room?" I asked feigning anger. Even though I was dying with happiness inside, I couldn't give away my true emotions to him so easily.
"Yes. I was protecting you from the prying eyes of those men." He responded.
"Well... I didn't ask for your protection." I challenged.
I don't know where I got the courage to talk to him in this way. On a very normal day I would never talk back to Mr Wilson. Maybe the thought of him fancying me gave me a huge self-confidence boost.
"You are my employee and it's stated in the Health and Safety policy of your contract that I, as your employer and direct line manager, have responsibility over your safety and security during your employment."
"Oh come on! Not in that respect. You made me look stupid when you kicked me out."
"No. Those men were looking at you and I couldn't help it. I don't like to share what's mine."
I gasped. He said that so causally and possessively, as if I'm an object.
"I'm not yours."
Although, the thought of belonging to him appealed to me a little bit...
"Yes, you are. You work for me, don't you?"
"That doesn't make me your property."
"I never said you were property. Miss Parker, why are you being so difficult today?" He raised his eyebrow again.
"It's because you annoyed me earlier!" I revealed, feeling entirely worn out and consumed by this conversation. I put my fingers on my temple and gently gave myself a massage.
He didn't come back with anything and for a moment we both settled into a warm silence. It was definitely needed. Most of my trips with Mr Wilson we're silent, with occasional discussion about work-related topics. This was the most personal we had ever gotten in entire time working for him.
"You look sexy when you're annoyed." He blurted out.
My mouth flew open at his comment and he smiled.
That's it! Something is definitely wrong with this man. I wonder how much alcohol he's had to consume today...
No matter how much I liked what he said, that was the most unprofessional thing I've ever heard him say to me. And he knew it was because he had that stupid smug look on his face. It was so cheesy, all I wanted to do was slap him right across the face!
I didn't care, I reached out to slap him but he was too quick and he caught my hand midair.
"Let go of me!" I struggled to get my hand out if his hold.
"Did you just try to assault me Miss Parker?"
"Yes. And you deserved it."
Sure, I may have had fantasies of all kinds about this man but this was not how I ever pictured us crossing the line of professionalism. This was way too poor and lousy. I couldn't believe the cheek of him!
"Why? Because I called you sexy? Isn't that a good thing?"
To be fair, it was a good thing. It was pretty amazing. He has called me both beautiful and sexy today and I honestly feel ecstatic. But I had to pretend because this was so wrong.
"You shouldn't speak to me like that!"
"I can't help it Miss Parker. A sexy woman deserves to be spoken to that way." He said in a low seductive voice that made my thighs clench.
I couldn't believe this was happening. What has come over Mr Wilson? He would never speak to me this way!
I reached out again with my other hand. This time he was even quicker before and he caught my hand again. Now he had both my hands held prisoner.
"I admire your courage Miss Parker."
"Let me go, please." I said defeatedly and he smiled in satisfaction. He held me like that for a moment, enjoying how helpless I looked before he finally let me go. My hands stung lightly from his hold. They felt like handcuffs.
"You hurt me." I said rubbing my wrists.
"I'm sorry but you attacked me. I was simply defending myself."
I was about to give him a sassy response but then it dawned on me once again that he was ultimately my boss and this entire encounter was unprofessional. I'd never spoken like this to him before. I even tried to hit him! I'm lucky that he took it lightheartedly and that I still have my job.
Just then, his phone rang and he answered the call.
"Hello." He said. I couldn't hear who was on the other line but when the person spoke up Mr Wilson's face suddenly became angry.
"Oh for heaven's sake! What the fuck do you want?!" He was fuming with anger at this point and I became scared. The mood had certainly shifted.
"Don't you ever call this number again! I don't want to hear anything you have to say to me!"
He ended the call and tapped away on his phone. I could swear that I saw him block the caller ID of that person. Even I have never made him this angry before.
I think that he should have at least heard what the person had to say to him, it could have been important.
I remembered when I told him that a woman named Charlene had a message for him and he completely didn't want to hear it. Could the same person on the phone be Charlene? I thought they were lovers.
"Mr Wilson is everything alright?" I asked, seriously concerned.
"Don't worry, everything will be fine." He looked up. "I think were here."
I looked through the window and indeed we were at the airport. The driver alighted and came round to open the door for the both of us. The jet's crew also helped transport our bags into our private plane.
We boarded the plane and Mr Wilson made me sit directly opposite him so we were facing each other. I protested at first but then I remembered he was in a bad mood and I didn't want to upset him any further so I agreed to sit opposite him once again. Soon enough, we had taken off and were on our way to London.
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Adam Wilson
An 8 hour flight alone with Sophia Parker. I couldn't ask for anything better. I wanted to use this time to get to know her on a more personal level because I fancy the pants off her.
Throughout today she consumed my thoughts and I couldn't wait to pick her up from work so I could see her. Even last night I had the most sexy dream ever. In the dream, Sophia and I were kissing in my office. She had been so responsive in my dream. I had lifted her up onto my desk and she began unbuttoning my shirt. Just as I was about to do hers, my alarm decided to wake me up and the dream ended. I was so angry that I smashed it on the floor and it broke.
When I finally picked her up from the office I was so happy. I couldn't help but replay the dream in my head when I saw her. I wonder what it would feel like kissing her pretty lips. They felt so soft in the dream and I really wanted to kiss them badly right now!
I am going to explore whatever it is that I have for Sophia because she makes me feel a way that no other woman has made me feel before. I covered whatever feelings I had for her with hostility but now, I'm going to stop fighting it. Starting from when I picked her up. I was enjoying our time together until that nuisance Charlene called to ruin the mood.
Right now we are on the plane together and Sophia is with me. That's all that matters now.
"Mr Wilson, did you force me to sit here with you so you could stare at me the whole flight?" She asked me. I hadn't even realized I had been staring at her for quite a while.
"Yes I did." I said with a charming smile.
"Ugh!" She groaned and covered her face with her hands which made me laugh. She was also cute, I must add.
"Are you hungry yet?"
"Yes please, I'm starving."
"Okay."
I pressed a button and our private flight attendant came up to me. I purchased food for the both of us and we were served steak, potatoes with gravy and some salad. I watched as Sophia indulged in her food.
I was really impressed by her exquisite taste. She licked her lips when she was done eating and I couldn't stop the illicit thoughts that went through my head. I wondered how her lips would feel wrapped around a certain part of my- No!
I stopped myself before I could think further. With Sophia I needed to take things slow. She looked... innocent, but I know she isn't.
"Thanks for ordering the food. It was nice." She said.
"No worries."
I could now see tiredness in her eyes and I knew she needed to sleep.
"You can use the bedroom if you need to sleep. I'll wake you up later." I offered.
I was also tired but I decided to take a nap on my seat. Like I said, I wanted to take things slow with Sophia. I don't want to scare her away.
Sleeping on the same bed with her wasn't an option right now.
But very soon it will be...
Chapter 7
Adam Wilson
"Kiss me again." she said.
Instead of kissing her hard and fast like I did before, I kissed her slowly and passionately this time savoring every single moment.
We pulled apart and our breaths came heavily.
"You are such a good kisser." She blushed.
"That's because I'm addicted to the taste of your lips." I said to her. She blushed even more.
We are on the couch in my office and she is straddling me. She looks so tempting because she is wearing the same blazer with no blouse underneath, just like the day of the conference.
I am wondering what she looks like beneath that her blazer. She caught my gaze and the outline of her nipples became visible through the blazer. The sight of them was enough to drive me mad!
"Please let me have a look Sophia. They are all I've been thinking about." I said painfully.
She slowly brought her hands to her button of her blazer and popped it open. More of her beautiful skin is revealed to me and I can now see how large and firm they were. Her face reddened as she popped another button and her blazer finally released her breasts from being constrained. I stared in anticipation, waiting eagerly for her to pop the last button. When she did, I noticed she wasn't even wearing a bra to begin with. She opened up her blazer to expose her perky nipples but then I heard a very loud sound.
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I woke up instantly and I could still hear the sound. The pilot was making an announcement that we will be landing in less than 30 minutes. I cursed under my breath because I was having a very sexy dream about Sophia and I didn't get to do anything before I woke up. Damn that pilot!
I stood up and went to freshen up in the restroom. When I was done I went to the bedroom to wake Sophia up.
I knocked on the door and surprisingly she was awake and invited me in.
When I got inside, I saw her making the bed neatly.
"Hey, did you sleep alright?" I asked.
"Yes, I did. And yourself?"
I would have, if only my steamy dream had come to an end properly. I looked at her as she bent down and tucked in the sheets.
What I wouldn't give to have Sophia on this bed right now.
Hell! I'd give all my money and sell all my worldly possessions if only I could have that.
"I slept okay." I said quickly. "Prepare for landing." Then I walked out as fast as I could, taking myself out of that situation before I acted on impulse.
She came out of the bedroom a few moments later. She sat in front of me and fastened her seatbelt.
We both patiently waited for the plane to land. When we alighted, we were greeted with cold temperature. I could see Sophia shivering by my side so I removed my jacket and put it around her.
"Thank you." She said and I gently lead her towards the car.
Our bags were loaded, and we arrived at the Four Seasons a little bit under an hour.
The hotel had a very nice view of London and it wasn't too far from where the conference was being held. I looked at Sophia and saw how her eyes lit up because of how beautiful the hotel was.
I don't know why... but I enjoyed seeing her happy.
We took the elevator to the penthouse suite and I could see Sophia wriggling uncomfortably.
"Are you alright Miss Parker?"
"Yes I am."
"Are you sure?" She was dancing around, shifting her weight from one foot to the other.
"I just need to used the restroom."
"Oh."
Once we got into our suite, Sophia dashed inside scouting for where the restroom. Our bags were whirled inside and in the mean time, I ordered us some food.
I explored the pent house and discovered two rooms, one spacious bathroom, a living room and a guest powder room which Sophia currently occupied.
"I just ordered some food for us." I told her when she returned.
"Thanks. I'm just need to shower first... is that okay?"
"Sure, go ahead. I believe there's a bathroom in between our rooms."
"Wait, you mean one adjoining bathroom?" Her eyes widened.
I was quite surprised myself. Although I chose the hotel, I left the task of booking our rooms with her so I expected her to know about this arrangement. It seemed like she didn't and perhaps this was an error on her part.
"Yes. Are you okay with that?"
"I guess..." She said, but she didn't sound so sure. "I'm just worried that one of us might... you know, walk in on the other."
"That shouldn't be a problem if you just lock the door. But don't forget to open it up when you're done." I told her.
"Okay." She nodded and disappeared.
That wouldn't be a bad thing though, I thought to myself.
I would love to walk in on Sophia having a shower. I can already picture her body... naked... with droplets of water running through it. I imagined her inviting me in to join her and we end up touching each other. I could just picture us making love in the shower-
Ding
Oh for fucks sake!
I open the door harshly and saw it was room service with the food. I moved aside for him to roll it in, paid him the money, and then he left.
Sophia came out some moments later dressed in a huge white bathrobe.
"You know it's 2:30 in the morning, a bit too late for us to be having dinner." She said.
"Your right, but in New York it's 7:30 which is an appropriate time to have breakfast, and we are New Yorkers. Plus, we're still jet lagged."
"True. It's also been a long time since we had something to eat." She laughed an angelic laugh.
The sound of her voice made my heart flutter. I quickly ignored it and took a seat at the table. She followed suit and sat beside me.
Her hair was slightly wet and she smelled like fresh apples. All I could think about was what was underneath that massive robe.
"So what did you order?" She smiled at me.
"Uhh..." My mind went momentarily blank. Her smile made me forget what I ordered.
She went ahead to remove the cloche, revealing the food.
"Ooo, english breakfast. Thank you." She smiled and began to eat.
In my lifetime, no woman's beauty has ever had me lost for words. What I currently felt was beyond just a sexual attraction.
Have I fallen for Sophia?
That could only be the explanation for these newly acquired feelings of mine. I dream about her, fantasize about her, and think about her all the time. Seeing her happy makes me happy. Like now.
"Aren't you going to have some Mr Wilson?"
"Oh... Of course. Yes, I will." I said, bringing my mind back to reality.
When she was done eating, she stood up.
"Thanks again for the food, I'll see you tomorrow- I mean, later today." She was about to retire into her room but I stopped her. I didn't want her to leave yet.
"Wait!" I called out to her and she stopped in her tracks, turning around to face me.
I stood up and slowly walked up to her. I was battling with myself... whether or not I should do what I really wanted to. I stood in front of her and held her face in my hands for a few moments.
She looked up at me with wide alert eyes. She knew what I wanted to do... but I just couldn't bring myself to do it. I would be crossing so many lines if I did... so I let her go.
"Goodnight Miss Parker."
She was stunned by my actions but I could swear I saw a hint of disappointment in her eyes before she retired into her room.
The moment she left, I instantly regretted my actions and wished that I had actually kissed her.
I feel so angry with myself as I went to take a shower. Throughout, the only thing on my mind was the fact that Sophia was naked in this same spot just moments ago.
I don't think there is anything I think about other than Sophia. She's always on my mind 24/7 and it's not healthy. I came out of the shower and tried to sleep. I didn't bother putting anything on because I prefer sleeping nude.
I wondered if Sophia sometimes slept nude too. Se would look perfect lying naked on my bed in my apartment in-
Wait what?!
"Fuck!" I run my hands through my hair in frustration with myself over these wild thoughts that I kept having.
I need to get this woman out of my system!
I wasn't even looking forward to closing my eyes because I knew I'd have dreams about her.
Unfortunately, tonight was bound to be one of my many sleepless nights.
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Sophia Parker
All I could think about was that weird moment when Mr Wilson held my face and told me to have a goodnight.
What was the point of that?
Never had he ever done such a thing like that before. I got excited because I thought he was going to kiss me on the lips but I was a little disappointed when he didn't.
In my history of traveling with Mr Wilson, he has never been this nice to me. I like the way he's treating me, perhaps he has finally noticed me as a woman. He called me beautiful, sexy and said I looked lovely. That was the first time he ever used those type of words to me and I loved it! I gradually closed my eyes and I can see Mr Wilsons handsome face smiling at me as I drift into slumber.
***
I woke up really late today. It was 9:30am but the conference is by 11am. I quickly got up and started preparing. Before I entered the bathroom I made sure I knocked so I don't run in on Mr Wilson. Luckily he wasn't there and I quickly took a shower.
I wore a black trouser suit and a light blue shirt with black heels. I put my hair up in a tight and very neat bun which made my face look sharp. I applied nude makeup on my face, going for a very natural and simple look.
And with that, I was all set and ready.
I came out expecting to see Mr Wilson in the living room but he wasn't. I wanted to wait for him but I decided it would be better if I check up on him, just in case he's still sleeping. I knocked on his door a number of times but he did not answer. Could he still be sleeping or he's not even around? There's only one way to find out.
I turned the door knob and surprisingly, it opened! I carefully walked in but discovered that he wasn't in.
Where could he be?
I decided to call his phone and when I did, it surprisingly began to ring from somewhere inside his room.
So he left his cell phone? That's odd.
I was startled when I saw someone emerge from a walk-in closet, only to find Mr Wilson himself.
"Miss Parker..." He also looked surprised to see me. "I was just about to answer your call."
My knees went weak the moment I saw him. He was shirtless, only wearing his suit trousers. I had never seen such perfectly sculpted male anatomy before.
His pectorals were large and firm and his arms looked so strong. Let's not get into those abs and that V-line.
My knees felt like they were going to give out at any moment. So much so that I had to sit on his bed.
"I- I- I'm sorry Mr W- Wilson. I didn't- I wasn't-" I paused to breathe. "I thought y- you weren't in." I said nervously.
Mr Wilson clearly saw the effect had on me because he was smiling. He began to walk slowly towards me.
He reached out for his shirt that was placed right beside me on his bed, purposefully leaning in very close to me.
I almost fainted.
My head literally went dizzy from how close the proximity of his body was to me. He had such an amazing build and I couldn't stop looking!
"I think is best if I put on my shirt. I don't feel comfortable with you 'eye-raping' me." He used the term I made up yesterday. I swear he was having fun watching me squirm like this over him.
My cheeks went red instantly. I suddenly felt bad for staring wantonly at him.
He was my boss! At the end of the day, this simply wasn't right!
This was beyond just a silly dream or fantasy, this was reality.
Last night, I could swear on my life that he was going to kiss me. We were both treading on dangerous territories with each other. It may have seemed fun at first but I don't think I had the courage to actually go through with it.
"I'm so sorry sir, I'll wait outside." I said.
I started to dash out of the room but he caught me by my arm.
"Stay." He said with very little emotion.
"I can't. I'm sorry." I escaped his grasp and ran out.
Chapter 8
Adam Wilson
The look on Sophia's face when I walked out of the closet was priceless. I didn't know I could have that much effect on her. She literally ran away!
I couldn't help but notice how gorgeous she looked with her hair styled that way, it made her look a lot more mature.
I called our driver and got ready before I came out of my room to join Sophia. She was sitting quietly at the dining table.
"Miss Parker, our driver should be here any minute. Are you ready?"
"Yes I am." She said not looking me in the eye, she was still embarrassed by what happened earlier.
I decided to respect her boundaries and put what happened completely behind us.
"What's in the portfolio?" I ask looking at the huge folder she had on her lap.
"Just business cards, contact information, a small bio and lists of our services."
"Brilliant."
The driver arrived few minutes later. We both took the elevator down and got into the car. The venue wasn't far from the hotel considering we got there in 10 minutes.
There were quite a number of people in attendance. The most innovate ideas were presented during the conference. Not only did we learn new things, but we made new business contacts. The sales pitch for Wilson & Co. went well and we made 8 new clients.
One of them was Spencer Hyde and he dealt with solar power equipment. We could really use those in our company so we planned to invest in each other. Luckily, his headquarters was located in New York just like ours so it wouldn't be a problem doing business with him.
The conference ended by 1pm but we stayed for a little longer for a networking session. Sophia was perfect during this, handing out business cards and information about our company to various people. We were done for the day and I could tell that Sophia was exhausted.
"Would you love to grab some lunch Miss Parker?"
"Yes please! I'm quite starved. But do you mind if I change out of my work clothes first?" She asked.
"Not a problem at all, let's head to the hotel first shall we?"
I lead her towards the car, trying to avoid photographs from the press as mush as possible. Once we were safely in the car, we could relax.
"So what did you think of today?" I asked her.
"Very groundbreaking." She smiled.
"Indeed."
"Where are we headed to, sir?" The driver asked. From the way he spoke, I could tell he was from Yorkshire.
"The hotel first for few minutes, then The Shard."
Sophia gasped. "That's in the tallest building in London!"
"It is indeed. It also has a lovely view." I said.
"Oh, I can't wait." She said excitedly. I loved doing things that made her happy. Her smile is my weakness. I could go the extra mile just to see her pretty face light up.
When we arrived at the hotel, Sophia quickly got out of the car to get changed. I didn't need to change because I was already in a suit, which is my normal attire. All I did was take of my tie and loosen the first button of my shirt to look more casual. I was beginning to get impatient when Sophia didn't come down after 5 minutes. Not to be sexist, but what is it with women always taking forever to dress up!
After another 5 minutes Sophia came down. She was wearing a see-through black dress that had long sleeves and was not too short, the way it hugged her body made me see her beautiful shape. She had changed to lower heels and her hair was now loose. She looked so amazing. She entered the car and sat beside me.
We got to The Shard and took the lift to the restaurant which was on the 31st floor. There were large glass windows everywhere that gave us a panoramic view of the city. I looked at Sophia and saw appreciation written all over her face.
"This is so lovely, Thank you Mr Wilson."
"No worries." I said while looking at her. She looked at me, about to say something but stopped when she realized how close our faces were. The urge to kiss her was too much and it took a lot of virtue to stop myself from making out with her in front of the whole restaurant, thankfully a waiter interrupted us. I got us a table for two beside the window and he led us there.
Instead of looking at the menu, Sophia kept peering out the window.
"Miss Parker, aren't you going to decide on what to eat-"
"Oh my god! I've spotted the London Eye! It's right over there!" She interrupted me. Sophia was pointing through the glass like a fascinated 6 year old. "Oh and the Tower Bridge is right there! Do you see it Mr Wilson?"
"Yes, yes, I see it. If you place your order now and we finish eating on time, we can go sightseeing if you want."
"Oh yes, I'd love that." She quickly picked up her menu and started scanning which made me laugh a little.
The waiter came after a while and took our orders. I ordered a roasted black cod with broccoli & green beans while Sophia ordered steamed monkfish with poached & roasted potatoes.
"Any drinks?" The waiter asked.
"Bordeaux 2001." I said.
"No Mr Wilson! That's way too expensive!"
"Don't worry about the money, this is what I drink regularly."
"Why would you buy a drink for £315 only on a date? That's not reasonable." She said firmly.
"A date?" I asked with amusement.
Sophia's eyes widened at what she had said.
Is that what this was to her? A date?
She didn't respond to me and I saw her cheeks turn red, as usual when she's extremely embarrassed.
"Make that Rosé instead." I said to the waiter quickly dispatching him with a wave of my hand.
"Miss Parker-" I started but she cut me off instantly.
"Look! I didn't know what else to call this okay! "Date" was the only word that popped into my mind at the time." She said defensively.
"Then would you consider all the times we had food together at restaurants as dates?"
"No... Those weren't dates. Neither is this. I shouldn't have used that word in the first place."
"I'm happy you used it. Let this be our first official date." I smiled.
"No, this is not a date!"
"Shhh, you argue too much Sophia."
"Sophia? Are we on first name basis now? Mr Wilson, I've told you this is not a date. You've just been so unusually nice to me and I forgot that you're my boss. Please call me Miss Parker like you always do."
"But I've called you by your first name before but you've never complained." I countered.
"Yes you have, but only when I did something wrong and you yelled at me."
"That is simply not true. Besides, me calling you Miss Parker is to keep things professional between us."
"Why would it be anything asides professional?" She said without a hitch. Her words bruised my ego a little bit.
It's either she was denying the burning attraction between us or she genuinely was not attracted to me, but that can't be possible. The way she reacted to me shirtless today was enough to prove that she felt something for me.
The waiter came back with our food and served it to us. Another waiter came with the bottle of rosé and two glasses.
"Are we still up for sightseeing?" She asked.
It was almost 3pm and it was already getting dark because it was early winter here in London.
"It's getting dark but we can if you still want to."
"I don't mind. I think the City looks very beautiful and well lit during the nighttime."
"Alright then."
We ate the rest of our food in silence and it took Sophia less than 10 minutes to finish her meal. She really wanted to see the City. I was happy to have brought her here.
As we were leaving The Shard I began to think of places we could visit first.
"Do you want us to use the driver or should we take the trains?"
"Let's take the trains! That'll be more fun!"
"Okay." I dismissed the driver. "Where do you want to go first?"
"I don't know, you take me anywhere." She said smiling.
"There's Madame Tussauds here in London. Have you been to the one in New York before?"
"I don't think so. Is it the one with life-size figures?"
"Yes, I think we should go there first." I said as I led her to London Bridge underground station. It was the closest because it was just a minute away. I got oyster cards for both of us and was about to top them up with £50 each but Sophia stopped me.
"Mr Wilson! £50 is too much, were not even going to use up to £30 today!"
"It doesn't matter Sophia, lets just have enough."
"Mr Wilson please, £30 is more than enough." She whined and I ended up putting £30 in both.
"It doesn't matter Sophia, lets just have enough."
"Mr Wilson please, £30 is more than enough." She whined and I ended up putting £30 in both.
When we got underground, I held on to Sophia tight because there were so many people everywhere. I lead us to the jubilee line and our train was coming in 3 minutes.
"This is so complicated." She said to herself and I laughed. "Did I say that out loud."
"You did." I said looking at her as her cheeks turned red. "We're hopping on the train going towards Willesden Green but we'll get down at Baker Street Station. Okay?"
"Okay. How long would it take before we get there?"
"About 20 minutes."
The train arrived and luckily it wasn't full so Sophia and I got seats beside each other.
"Did you ever live in London Mr Wilson?" She asked me.
"Yes, I went to uni here for my masters degree."
"Really? What uni?"
"London School of Economics."
"No wonder why you're so familiar with the transport system here. I also heard that LSE is a very good university."
"Yes it is. It's Russell Group."
"Do you prefer it here or back home in New York?" She asked.
"I really love it here, but only for short periods like holidays, business, or a one year course. I think living in New York is better for me. That's where my real home is and my business is established there as well."
We talked some more and before we knew it, our stop was next.
'We are now approaching Baker Street. Change here for Madame Tussauds. Mind the gap between the train and the platform.'
Sophia was excited when we came out. We got to the museum in a few minutes and bought 2 Premium tickets for £150. I watched as Sophia delighted in the well sculpted life-sized figures of celebrities and notable people. She made me take thousands of pictures of her with Obama, Queen Elizabeth, George Clooney, David Beckham... literally almost everyone. She even forced me in some pictures as well.
"That was memorable! Thank you Mr Wilson!" She said as she pulled me in for a hug. I was surprised but I hugged her back.
"I should take you to Oxford Street. It's the busiest shopping street in the whole of Europe."
"Take me pwease." She said like a little child.
We got back into the station and took a two stop train to Oxford Circus Station. We got there in 8 minutes and the moment we came out of the station, the streets were bustling with so many people. I checked the time only to see that it was 6:00pm and the streets were as busy as peak period.
"There are so many people here. What time do the shops close?" Sophia asked.
"Most close by 9:00pm but others close earlier by 8:00pm. Come on, there's a Ted Baker right around the corner there. Lets go there first." I said pulling her with me.
We had entered quite a few stores and by the time we were done shopping, it was 7:15pm. We didn't spend much time but we had a lot of bags. I called my driver up to meet us at the station to take our bags to the hotel.
"There's one last place I want us to visit before we finally go home." I said to Sophia.
"Where is it?"
"It's a surprise. We have to hurry up because it'll be closing in less than 2 hours."
"Please Mr Wilson, tell me!" She pleaded as she followed me underground.
"Then it wouldn't be a surprise anymore. All I can tell you is that we're coming down at Waterloo Station."
"Where's that?"
"You'll see." I smirked.
She groaned then gave up. After about 15 minutes we got out of the train and when we came out of the station, Sophia's eyes widened like a tarsier. Just a few meters from us was the Eye of London.
"You brought me to see the London Eye?" She squealed.
"Not just see it, we're going on it."
"Yay!"
I bought us two fast tickets and in about 20 minutes, we were in our own private capsule.
"This is so beautiful, have you ever ridden the Eye before now?" She asked me.
"Of course."
"With who?"
"My family. Only once though."
I put my arm around her as we enjoyed the view and she rested her head on my shoulder. The view was magnificent and I was happy I was sharing it with her. We were like that for a few minutes until she spoke up.
"You've spent over £5,000 today."
"Have I?"
"Yes, I've been keeping track. From the food, to transport, to all the tickets and the shopping which was the most."
"See, this is the exact reason why I hired you as my personal assistant. You're very efficient. So far, you have been the best and longest I've ever had."
"Mr Wilson, I feel terrible for making you spend all that money. Everything you've done today was for me and-"
"Sophia." I lifted her face with my finger. "You don't have to feel bad because I spent money on you. £5,000 is nothing compared to what I have left. The most important thing is that we had an amazing time together today. You feeling terrible about money is ruining it." I said looking at her.
"Okay, I'm sorry." She said and I cupped the side her face in my hand.
"I really enjoyed today." I told her.
"Me too."
"There's just one more thing left to do."
"What's that?" She asked.
"This."
I held her face in my hands and slowly pressed my lips to hers for a gentle kiss.
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