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AMARIS
Without removing my attention from my phone, I walked towards the lift. Its been 2 weeks that Im working here at the company. Mr. Blackwood had half of the lounge outside his office renovated to make it my office. Im already late for my exclusive meeting with the boss himself but the hell I care. Having a boss like Draven is making me crazy.
"Miss,?"
"Top floor,please,"I answered to the man who's with me at the elevator.
"What a jerk boss he is,"I muttered angrily before answering the call from Miss Samson.
"Im on my way already, Im sorry for worrying you" she had sent me a couple of messages asking me where Im at and I didn't answer her because Im still pissed- off a while ago. I dont want to talk while Im enraged because I might say something that I totally does not mean.
Growing as a child, my parents always told me back then to control my anger. They say that I was diagnosed of a disease called Intermittent Explosive Disorder when I was just three years-old. I was told that I keep on having outbursts as a child even without any reason or provocation. So they had me go through a series of counseling and therapy. And once a year, my parents will bring me to an oracle for some rituals because they greatly believed that by doing so, I will become normal. And I think that its really effective because even in some provocative situations, the likes of constantly being picked- on and bullied in school, I can fairly content my anger and will choose to just keep out of the way. A big thanks to all the books that I read also, for they give me some peace of mind. Reading has become my silent outburst.
"Come quickly now, the boss had already called me a couple of times asking for you," she whispered from the other line before disconnecting.
The man goes out of the lift 2 floors lower than mine.
I rushed out when the door opens and proceeded immediately to his office, with Miss Samson on my tail.
"Im sorry to have keep you waiting Sir, but I just had some things to attend to at the marketing department" I said without even waiting for him to speak first.
I can still remember how he humiliated me in front of the marketing team this morning when I was presenting my plan for the new promotional strategies of the company. While discussing my proposal, he interrupted me and said that he thinks it does not have enough catchy scheme for posible clients. I tried to reason- out and explain to him but he insisted that we have to come up to a better proposal. Im not ashamed for not having a say to it, but more of like ashamed because the whole marketing team have agreed to it and we are rooting for it to be approved. I felt like I dragged them all down at that moment.
"You can leave Miss Samson," he dismissed her first.
He gestured for me to sit down so I did.
"So, have you come up with a better idea?" he asked in a bored tone.
"Look, Mister Blackwood, why don't you try to listen to me first. The marketing team has all agreed to these idea. Its not mine alone," I started, trying hard to suppress the anger in my voice. I know that we can talk this out without the need for a heated argument.
He said nothing and just stared at me with one eyebrow lifted and a smirk on his lips.
Those lips that looks even more red than mine, and looks pretty luscious too if I may add.
I shake my head to remove the idea in my mind. I need to make him agree first.
"I know, the past two weeks have been a lot hard for us both, but Im asking you to just please take some consideration with this matter. Your marketing team had done well in the past, and they had come- up and agreed to this."
He take his retractable pen and began clicking it like a mad man while intently eyeing me.
"Now you know how it felt to be turned- down of a thing that you knew you did well on," he said. His gaze darkening and creases slowly forming on his forehead.
"It is not right to bring out your personal issues with business," I think my jaw will break from the tight gritting of my teeth.
"You enjoyed it, yet you have the audacity to tell me that I'm a lousy kisser," he smirked and I opened my mouth to say something but nothing came out of it.
"Or maybe, we can repeat it again so you can decide if I really am that bad," he said teasing evident in his voice as well as his face.
I felt my whole face heat up as I remembered what happened two days ago.
Its weekend and Maycee dragged me to a bar to loose a bit as she put it. Im not a heavy drinker, but I have this ability of not getting drunk easily even if I had too much already. Maycee on the other hand is already out of control, she had drank too much. I was holding her upright in front of the bar while waiting for the taxi that I booked online when Draven's car pulled to a stop in front of us.
"Why are you here?And she's even drunk?" a hint of anger in his voice.
"I will take you home".
"No need. I have a taxi booked and in no time it will arrive," but he already take Maycee from my grasp and arranged her in the passengers seat.
"Dont be stubborn Amaris, come on," he took my arm and pushed me towards the front seat.
"What were you thinking going to a bar by yourself?" he started when he settled on his seat.
"Nothing happened and Im not even drunk."
He did not stop scolding me like a child on our way home.
I just keep silent and looked-out through the window all the way home.
I helped him took Maycee to her house first before he walked me to my home.
"Thank you for the ride," I said dismissingly when we reached my porch and was about to turn the knob when he held one arm.
"Amaris please, listen to me. Kayla and I have nothing to do with each other. What you saw isn't what it is." I saw him holding hands with Kayla at his office yesterday. They were so close to each other. I felt a pang on my chest. I know I dont have a right to be jealous because there's nothing between us but I thought that we have a mutual understanding already. We've been doing good together the past days.
"Why are you explaining to me? There's no need for that. There's nothing between us so why bother?"I said coldly while trying to free my arm from his tight grasp.
"Amaris. Listen to me. Its not like that, okay. Im just checking on Kayla's hand because she feel down prior and hurt her hand. There's nothing more."
"Draven, stop! I said its fine, why are you so persistent, even if there's something between the two of you, so what? We're not together-," but he cut me off by kissing me. My eyes grew wide and I didnt move for a while and he takes that moment to deepen the kiss. I closed my eyes as I felt fluttering on my stomach. He stick his tongue inside my mouth, searching for mine and nipping on it. I felt a gush of heat and electricity exploding all through out my body. His kiss is so passionate, caring yet lustful that I even moaned. I was about to reciprocate his kisses when an invisible bell rang loudly on my head which gives me the strength to push him away.
"How dare you kiss me!" I spat angrily at him.
"Amaris look, im sorry okay, but I just thought I needed to do it. And I knew you liked it too, you feel how I felt."
"Hah! Don't be so full of yourself. You cant even kiss good. And I tell you, its the worst kiss of my life."I shouted before going inside and closing the door loudly at his face. My heart is thumping in my chest. How dare him stole my very first kiss!
"So?" his teasing brought me back to the present.
"We will still pursue with the proposal. Sign the papers so I can give it to the other department."
He only raised his eyebrows at me.
"Said the boss," he shrugged and I felt embarrased once again.
Amaris Lyndt!He's your boss and not the other way around! Why the hell would you order him like that?
"T-t-thats not what I mean, but please, dont take it out to business." I defended.
When he said nothing more, I walked out of his office. I let out my breath that I didnt realize I was holding. I arranged my table and took my bag and book before going down. Its almost six in the evening.
I was walking on the lobby when I suddenly felt dizzy and weak.
"Amaris!" I heared Draven's shout before darkness took over me.
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