His Secret Temptation

CHAPTER2 (Not Being Invisible)

Claire's POV

Jonathan's gaze held mine for a moment, and I felt a jolt of electricity run through my body. I quickly looked away, trying to compose myself. What was wrong with me? I had seen him countless times before, and yet, tonight felt different.

Sarah nudged me forward, and we continued through the crowd. I couldn't shake the feeling that Jonathan's eyes were still on me.

As we reached the bar, Sarah ordered us drinks and turned to me with a smile. "See, I told you this would be fun!"

I forced a smile back, still feeling a bit out of place. But as I scanned the room, I noticed something strange. Jonathan was standing by, his eyes fixed on me again.

This time, I didn't look away. I met his gaze, and for a moment, we just stared at each other.

Then, he nodded slightly and turned back to the conversation he was having with a group of people.

I felt a shiver run down my spine. What had just happened?

I turned and focused on my drink. A few minutes later Sarah left me to go talk with other people. I stayed by the bar sipping my drink. I felt a presence beside me but I did not bother looking up from my drink till I heard his voice.

“Miss Raynolds” a deep but gentle voice echoed in my ears and even in my sleep, I knew who it was.

“Sir Steele sorry, Sir Johnathan” I stumbled on my words which he smirked at

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

“So, Claire, I did not expect to see you here. Mostly you don’t look like the party type he said as he sipped on his drink.

“I’m not, I followed my friend here” I turned trying to locate Sarah but 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.” He said chuckling and I giggled not because it was funny but because I used it to cover up my shyness.

The hot and gorgeous Jonathan is talking to me. I felt like fainting but I kept my composure. I needed something to help my confidence and something to boost my energy. When he looked away and started talking to a middle-aged man in a suit, I grabbed the alcohol in front of me, gulping it down.

The alcohol burnt my chest as it passed through. I was beginning to feel dizzy but it wasn’t much. Jonathan dismissed the man and turned to me.

“So, Claire. What’s going on with you” he asked.

“Nothing much other than being your assistant,” I said to him while still drinking more alcohol.

Just then a girl walked towards us and stayed in between the both of us. She wrapped her hands around his neck and pulled him in for a kiss. She was sexy, hot, beautiful and everything I wasn’t. I saw the way Jonathan looked at her. Since we started our conversation, he hadn’t looked at me like that. I was seething with jealousy. I drank more alcohol and tried to convince myself that she was just a fling.

She later whispered something and turned to leave. The music was loud and I couldn’t hear their conversation.

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

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

“No I don’t dance” he replied and I smiled widely, “or you can’t dance? Which is it?” I asked him

He chuckled, “It could be both” he said to me.

I stood up and dragged my chair closer to his. “Or you don’t find me attractive enough to dance with?” I said lowering my voice

“Hm, that’s not it. I just don’t dance” he said and I shrugged, “if you say so. I’m going to dance” I stood up, my body moving to the tone of the alcohol. I could feel the alcohol coursing through my veins but I didn’t mind as I rocked my hips back and forth. I felt eyes on me but I was too wasted to care, a guy came to me and we started to dance together.

We danced for a while and I took an excuse to use the bathroom. I walked towards the bathroom, halls empty with everyone at the party, drinking and having fun. I could see people in the corner making out, and I wished that was me.

When I was done with the bathroom I came out and tried to get back but I lost my way and couldn’t find my way back to the party.

“Looking for something??” I heard a voice but I was too drunk to know who it was.

“Yes please, can you point me to the way of the party?” I asked.

He walked up to me, yes, I can just come with me. I followed him, we walked through the hallway into a deserted area.

“This is not the way to the party” I said to him

“No, it's not. I have had my eyes on you all night and I want to get a bite of that sweet juicy body you were moving on the dance floor” he said coming close to me.

“No, please don’t. I beg of you” I said trying to scream out for help but he placed his hands on my mouth. He pulled me closer and began pressing my breasts and squeezing them tightly, I groaned in pain

“Yeah I know you would like it,” he said, still squeezing my breasts. He began to undress me, but before he could finish, he was pulled out of my body by a force.

I looked up to Jonathan standing in front of me. Relief filled my eyes, I went immediately and stood behind him.

“Sir, please help me,” I said, clinging to him.

“Are you alright?” He asked and I nodded, he then turned and faced the guy. “Didn’t anyone teach you to consent,” he asked as he beat the guy up and a few minutes later after almost beating the guy to death, security rushed to the scene.

“Lock him up till I say otherwise” Jonathan yelled as the security dragged him away. He turned to me, who was still shivering in fright, “Are you okay? Are you hurt?” He asked putting his suit over me.

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