His Secret Temptation

CHAPTER 3 (Noticing Her)

Jonathan’s POV

The party had started and seeing Claire all dressed up and looking sexy was not on my bucket list. She looked so different from the everyday assistant who works for me.

She looked up and met my eyes, I could tell she was shy. She and her friend went to the bar and ordered some drinks, and after talking for a few minutes she left Claire alone. I excused myself from my friends and went down to the bar.

When I got to the bar, I stood beside her for a while but she did not even notice my presence as she was focused on her drink. I called her name to gain her attention, “Miss Reynold’s” I called out, she turned to my direction, her eyes full of surprises.

“Sir Steele sorry, sir Jonathan” she stumbled on her words which I smirked at because it was cute that I had an effect on her.

“For the night let’s not be formal, okay? You can call me by my name. Is that okay with you?” I said and She nodded in affirmation.

“So, Claire, I did not expect to see you here. Mostly you don’t look like the party type.”

I continued before sipping my drink.

“I’m not, i followed my friend here” She then turned around trying to locate the friend but he or she was nowhere to be found.

“Hmm, whoever this mysterious person is, we should thank them because he or she pulled you out of your shell,” I said chuckling and she giggled and began to blush, she looked as red as a tomato.

Before I could continue my conversation, Eric, my security team came to update me about the girl who’s been stalking me. She was at this party and would soon meet me. I told him to stand down and that I was going to handle it. He nodded and left but was close enough in case anything were to happen. I turned to Claire and gave a dashing smile.

“So, Claire. What’s going on with you?” I asked, wanting to know more about her.

“Nothing much other than being your assistant,” She said to him and kept on drinking. I nodded in response and before I could reply, I saw Diana walk towards us.

Truly she is the best in finding me, she stood in between me and Claire.

“Jonathan, you’ve been avoiding me,” she said to me as she put her hands around my neck and kissed me on the lip, I did not react or say anything.

“That’s because we are over, don’t you get it, Diana,” I said to her

“I do, but that doesn’t mean I’m done with you. My body wants yours and yours wants mine.” She said looking at me and biting her lips seductively, if I wasn’t tired of her that would have turned me on. She bent down and whispered into my ears.

“Met me at the hotel, the suite. Tonight” she pecked me and walked away.

That invitation was not going to be honored, I want nothing to do with her anymore. She used to be fun but she became boring to me. I turned back to Claire, she looked flush probably from all the alcohol she was drinking

“Sorry about that, what were we saying” I asked,

“Nothing, we weren’t saying anything. Do you want to dance?” She asked suddenly, which surprised me.

“I don't dance” I replied and she smiled widely, “or you can’t dance? Which is it?” She asked me

I chuckled knowing that she was high already, “it could be both” I replied to her.

She then dragged her chair closer to mine, filling in the gap between us “Or you don’t find me attractive enough to dance with?” She said lowering her voice

I looked at her and she looked more attractive than most of the women I have had on my bed. “Hm, that’s not it. I just don’t dance” I said and she then shrugged, “if you say so. I’m going to dance”. She stood up and tried to balance herself. I could tell she was drunk, her flushed face, slow talks, and staggering movement were all signs.

She went to the dance floor and began to dance. I must admit she was a good dancer, yet another thing she doesn’t look like, she danced so hard that she began to gain attention. Men looked at her with lingering eyes and girls admired and were jealous about her, as their date looked at her as she danced.

While dancing a guy walked up to her and started to dance with her, I don’t like the guy. The way he was being touchy with her doesn’t suit me well. I watched as she and the guy grind so hard, the chemistry was top-notch. I wanted to push the guy away and take his place.

The music stopped and she turned around and walked out, she headed towards the direction of the bathroom. I sipped my drinks looking at her till she disappeared from my sight.

20 minutes later, Claire was still not back from the bathroom and I found it odd, I was not feeling comfortable with the situation. She was drunk so anything could happen. I walked away from the bar and went to look for her. When I got to the bathroom, I asked some girls to check if she was inside but she wasn’t. I had a bad feeling about this. I contacted my security team to keep an eye out for her.

I began searching and 10 minutes later I heard little sounds coming from a dark hall. I followed the sound and there she was, Claire with a guy trying to undress her. She was trying to call out for help but he kept her mouth shut. The anger in me surged to the surface, I walked towards the guy peeled him off her, and flung him like a piece of paper.

She looked up and saw me and she ran to my side, “Sir, please help me” she said clinging onto me scared about the whole situation

“Are you alright?” I asked and she nodded, I immediately then turned and faced the guy. “Didn’t anyone teach you to consent,” I asked, as I walked up to him and gave him a beating. Few minutes later, my security team rushed to the scene. I had beaten the boy almost half dead.

“Lock him up till I say otherwise” I yelled as the security dragged him away. I turned to Claire who still shivered in fright, “Are you okay? Are you hurt?” I asked, genuinely pulling off my suit and covering her up.

“Let’s get you home” I said and She nodded in response.