Chelsea wasn't the only one surprised in that office, Steven's eyes widened when he realized who she was. For a few seconds, the two were completely silent, the only difference was that she was eager to tell him thousands of expletives, she didn't care that he was her boss, nor that she had just started working there; Whereas, he didn't know how to act, he obviously didn't plan on meeting that girl again, it had simply been his perfect excuse not to waste the night at that restaurant.
What was the probability of running into her again in that big city? New York was crazy and people were walking in a hurry through its streets, it was almost impossible, but it had happened. After a few seconds, Steve finally managed to articulate the words.
"Stephanie, leave us alone, I need to talk to Miss Smith," the girl looked at him strangely, but obeyed his order without problems, when they were finally alone, he moved a little closer to the desk.
"Don't you dare! She said in a low voice, but with great anger in her tone of voice, she didn't want to cause a scene. “Don't even think about saying a single word, you're a jerk, who the hell do you think you are to take me to your room making me believe that you're my date, with whom I've been talking for two months before making that date, I'm not just anyone!”
"Well, to tell you the truth, the fact that you didn't even know that man you talked to for two months gives me the opposite to understand.
"You're an asshole!" You have no idea about anything, nor do I have to give you explanations, unlike you and, I advise you to start giving me explanations or my first action will be to get out of here and go look for my lawyer to accuse you, I can't imagine the repercussion that a trial for identity theft, rape and God knows how many more charges, will have over you.
"Rape?" I'm sure I don't have to remind you, but you were having a great time last night." Just as Chelsea was about to vent her anger, she was interrupted by the arrival of a tall, stylish girl.
"Sweetheart, can you explain to me how long have I had to ask permission to come and see you?"
She was such a tall and thin woman that she seemed to be a model, there was no denying that she had a lot of class to dress but, Chelsea would never get along more intimately with someone like that, she knew it from the moment she saw her arrive with her huge heels and her purse held by the crease of her arm. Chelsea still didn't quite know what she was, but she didn't like something about her at all, and to top it all off, the girlfriend of his boss's cretin.
"Never," he replies tersely after she kisses him almost obligely.
"And why didn't the receptionist want to let me in?" She insisted.
"Because I'm working, Larissa, don't you see?"
"No, actually, I don't see you working, but talking," she said as she shot a menacing look at Chelsea, it didn't need to know the context to know that something was happening between her and Steve, the tension was almost palpable in that room.
"Larissa, don't start, she's the new worker, my father hired her this morning," Steve replied withdrawing the arm that she had placed around his waist, after her absence from the appointment they were supposed to have the night before, he now had the perfect opportunity to get her off his back, she had been bothering him for several days, But I hadn't had an excuse to leave her—wait for me in my office, I have to talk to you.
Truth be told, Chelsea was having too much trouble refraining from talking, what she was most eager to do was let her know everything that was going on. As if it wasn't enough to have cheated on her and slept with her, now, the fact that he was in a romantic relationship made everything worse. That man she had been with didn't have a single drop of scruples or education in his body, I could assure that he was one of those fuck boys who only looked out for themselves and went night to night in search of a girl.
The situation was awkward enough for her as it was, now it was twice as awkward for having to pretend she didn't know Steve at all, the only thing that gave her a little satisfaction was knowing that he, just as she was now between her back and the wall, had him in the palm of her hand, If he would only say a few words, I would have him condemned and in a good way.
"Are you taking too long?" The exuberant woman insisted.
"No, just a few minutes.
"Okay, I'll be waiting for you with a little surprise," she said and started walking, unbuttoning the buttons of the blouse she was wearing, making sure he saw her. When they were finally alone again, Steve spoke.
"Look, I don't deny that what I did wasn't right, but obviously you can't go through life going on dates with people you haven't seen once, anyone could take advantage of you," he said with a malicious and provocative smile, it was clear that he wanted to annoy her.
"You can't be serious, it's impossible, how the fuck dare you say something like that? Just so you know, as much as you want to put it in my head, I wasn't to blame for the actions you did, you made the decisions on your own, I didn't force you to pretend to be my date, you're a depraved, a cynical and dirty piece of shit and I'm going to make it very clear to you, I have thousands of ways to make the rest of your life a living hell and accusing you is just one of those ways, I think the others will be much better. You have no idea about the war you've just started and, just so you know, I'm not going to give you a break, when I'm done with you you'll be begging me for mercy." As she was talking at full speed, he moved closer to her desk and his face was already a few inches from hers.
"Oh yes?" What do we have? The beautiful girl at the bar has come out to me with sharp claws, I'll want to see that, so I'll do my best to get you to do it.
She doesn't know why, but something in the air has made her change her mood. Suddenly, their faces are so close that she can feel his minty breath, the same one that had been kissing her just a few hours ago; The smell of dry wood in his perfume wasn't helping much either, it was like a drug to her.
All the details she was realizing now, made her remember the night of debauchery they had just had and all the pleasure she felt, not to mention that it didn't get out of her head that this tall girl was waiting for him in her office and they would probably have sex like she had done herself; To her surprise she was experiencing some jealousy, she didn't want him to do the same things to her, for his hands to touch Larissa the same way they had touched her. She makes a superhuman effort and remembers why he was there talking to her in the first place.
"Well, in that case, I'll give you just what you ask for, but I warn you, you won't find it as fun as it is now.
"Perfect," he said, gently pinching one of her cheeks, then stopping just as he was on the threshold of the door. “OH! By the way Chelsea, just one more thing, don't get confused, this is my company and here, you are my worker and I am your boss, it is not convenient for you to be in bad ways, nothing has happened between us, our relationship will be strictly professional, I hope it is clear to you...”
The more she learned about this arrogant man, the harder Chelsea found it hard to believe it was all real. It was impossible for her that anyone could be so arrogant and so stupid, she had just told him that it would make his life unbearable, she threatened to sue him legally and it seems that none of that seemed to bother him.In the end, Steve had ended up threatening her with his job, implying that if she dared to say anything, her job would be in jeopardy, not to mention that he made it clear that he was the boss and she was the assistant. What crazy world was she living in?As much hate as she was feeling, after thinking about it a little more with a cool head, she decided to focus on what she did best, work. Chelsea had decided that she wasn't going to give him the pleasure of getting her attention or expelling her, if she did everything flawlessly, Steve would have no choice but to see her every day, if she had to put up with him, then he would have to put up with her too.Some
After almost four weeks, Chelsea had already caught up with all the paperwork, she had completely organized her entire office, she had saved in alphabetical order every folder of accounts, every contract, she was a geek of the organization and she had left it reflected in her space. Chelsea had not only organized, she had also worked hard to be the best assistant there could be, the girl had determined very firmly that she would not give any excuse to the scoundrel Steve to call her out, point at her negatively or threaten to expel her from the company, she was forced to resort to all the existing relaxation techniques to control her anger and not give her a bad answer, But he had done it.I already knew that Steve arrived on normal days around thirty minutes late and, on nights when he went partying, he would make his appearance around noon, so, when the CEO arrived, she already had his cup of coffee prepared and hot on her desk along with the time of day where each of his meetings a
Chelsea undresses, lies down, and within seconds the image of Steve bursts into her head. He is such a handsome, tall, stocky man, his dark hair matches perfectly with his white skin and those honeyed eyes that sweeten anyone's soul. She mentally reviews his body, his pectorals lightly adorned with fine hairs that seem neatly combed and cut, resembling strokes of fine lines. His thick thighs, long legs, and perfectly chiseled abdomen resemble Michelangelo's great sculptural work. The pelvis that matches perfectly with her chest, semi-populated and that huge and prominent member that can't stop shaking her just remembering that night of inconceivable and indescribable pleasure in her arms.The woman sighs and tries to read a little of the agenda proposed for the next morning. Breakfast with the businessmen, a walk through the Parc des Rapides and finally a tour of the Museum of Fine Arts. The day was going to be quite busy so it was best to rest. She put on her headphones to listen to
Finally, in a last-ditch effort, Steve looked at the red flash of Chelsea's life preserver, pulled her hair, and with his other hand held tightly to a rock jutting out of the strong current. He pulled her toward him, tucked his arm in, and deftly managed to grab her waist. She was coughing heavily, had swallowed a lot of water and couldn’t breathe."Hold on, my love," he said, and she fainted on his shoulder, as he shouted, "I've got her!" Help me, I've got it.André and Chris paddled together, walking up to them, André offered his arms and between him and Steve they managed to get her into the boat. Then he stretched out his arm to help Steve. While inside the boat, Steve began to give Chelsea mouth-to-mouth resuscitation. Arriving at the shore, the paramedics met them, took her to the small tent that served as a kind of doctor's office for emergencies like this. The doctor attended to the girl, who slowly began to react. Steve had a few scrapes from the huge rocks and branches in
The weekend went by quickly, maybe more than Chelsea would have liked, she couldn't wait until it was Monday to see him again although there were several questions in her head to answer, she had no idea what Steve's reaction would be when he saw her, if what happened in Montreal would stay there, much to her chagrin, back in New York they both had lives made, she was getting to know Fred and Steve was in a relationship with Larissa. She knew very well what her feelings were for him, but was he thinking of her in the same way? Would he be willing to end his relationship with Larissa, to leave her for her? It seemed to him practically a fallacy in all its rule, she was nothing exceptional, did not believe that she was one of those girls who stands out wherever she goes, nor one of those who attracts all eyes, she considered herself simple, the antonym of someone like Larissa, that girl was the opposite from her personality to the way she dressed and walked, who in their right mind wo
From her office, Chelsea could hear the shouts of the president of the company, so she busied herself with reviewing some pending issues from the meeting they would have. She heard Steve's footsteps and her heart pounded. She stood up to wait for him, greeted him with the broadest smile."Good morning, Mr. Bullock," he barely turned to look at her and give her instructions."The board is suspended.” He replied tersely."Did something happen?" She asked in astonishment. But Steve didn't answer, she looked at Larissa from behind him. That was enough for her to interpret Steve's cavalier attitude to understand what the dynamics of their relationship were "You're a fool, Chelsea," she reproaches herself; The meaning of all this is very simple, she is only important to him when his fiancée is not around. Beyond what happened in Montreal, the kisses, the desire for passion, she couldn't turn a blind eye to Steve's relationship with Larissa.Doubts begin to do their good work, Che
Chelsea was thoughtful, only imagining the awkward afternoon she would have to spend at the company; As Fred was saying goodbye to her in the car, his mind was wandering about Steve's behavior at that lunch. Why did he agree to eat with her and Fred? Didn't what they'd experienced in Montreal mean anything to him? She was downcast, hadn't realized that she had set her expectations too high: "What did you expect Chelsea, that he would welcome you with open arms and turn around with you in his arms like in the movies? What an idiot you were! Of course that wasn't going to happen, he has a girlfriend and he's the head of the company and you're just his assistant," she lashed out at herself.Chelsea already knew that meeting Steve that day would be difficult, but she never expected him to ignore her the way he did as soon as Larissa showed up there. She had discovered feelings on that trip that she had never had with anyone else, she was exploring a wilder side of herself that she didn
Chelsea was floating on a cloud, the way Steve touched her, kissed her, and made her his own was unique and wonderful. That man had the power to break her just by touching her. Chelsea burns with desire and lust in front of him.She opened the door of the apartment, heard noises and saw the light on, that made her a little nervous, it wasn't logical that anyone was there, except that...She left his bag on the coffee table and went to the kitchen, there he was, his great friend Gustavo who had finally returned. "Gus! You're back," she hangs around his neck and he holds her by the waist and turns with her. "I'm glad you're back, that trip of yours felt like an eternity."Let's see, my dear, how exaggerated you are, it was only a few weeks. A week of last year, in which I had a lot of fun on that cruise. ""Well, if you didn't miss me, I did," she crosses her arms pouting."Of course I missed you, my freckle. Imagine every time I saw one of those millionaires in the restaurant or