SEDUCING MY EX-BOYFRIEND'S UNCLE

9.SEDUCING THE CEO2

It was the second day of work, and Camila could not be more excited. She put on a short black skirt, tucked into a white shirt. She then put on black stockings to cover her legs a little. She already had a vision of what she wanted that day, and she was willing to get it. Camila planned to get Juan to really notice her, and this time, he should talk to her and make the proposition.

Last night, when she got home, she told her friends all about what happened in the office. Ava was excited and wanted to hear all about it. She liked the idea of the hot Italian CEO eating her up. Brielle was more cautious, as expected. She was doubtful of Juan and how he was easily all over her.

"Isn't he supposed to be cautious? He just met you," Brielle said, and Camila rolled her eyes.

"Do I want him to be cautious? No, if he is cautious, then I will not be able to get my revenge on. So I like him the way he is. Don't jinx it by worrying too much," Camila said then. Brielle had put the worry at the back of her mind. It was a small niggling feeling, but she ignored it. It wasn't important yet.

"You look different, Camila," Winnie commented in the morning when she saw her. Camila mulled over what to wear for over an hour before she finally picked something. She already wondered if it was too much, too soon, but Camila was already there, and there was nothing that she could do about her choice.

"I like this style today," Camila said, and Winnie shook her head with a laugh.

"Go get Mr Romano his coffee, please," Winnie said after, and Camila straightened. It was her turn to shine.

She went to the coffee machine and made coffee exactly the way that Juan liked it.

Immediately Camila entered into Juan's office, he raised his head. Camila smiled at the progress she had made. Just the previous day, Juan did not give her the time of the day.

"Good morning Camila," Juan said, and Camila resisted the urge to roll her eyes.

"Good morning, Mr Romano. This is your cup of coffee," Camila said and then placed the cup on his table gently.

"Thank you," Juan said, still staring at her intently. It was almost like she had the answer to one of his secret prayers.

Camila knew what she had to do. As smoothly as the previous day, she pushed something down from the table. Camila looked back at Juan as she bent by her waist to pick it up. She was much closer to him than the last time, and before she could even process what was happening, Juan was on his feet and his hand on her bottom. Camila's breath hitched as she felt his smooth caress.

Catching her off guard, Juan laid a hard s***k on her bottom. Camila squeaked out loud as she could not contain the shock. She stood up straight and then turned to look at Juan. The man was looking very much pleased with himself.

"What do you want, Cara?" He asked her, and Camila sighed. How was she to start? Would she say she wanted revenge? Could she say she was only going to use him?

"You, I want you," Camila said, reaching up and lightly touching his face before taking her leave.

"What took you so long?" Winnie asked as Camila came out. Someone was actually waiting to see Mr. Romano. Camila blushed at the question. She wasn't sure how to answer it.

"I am sorry, Mr. Romano was asking me something," she said and placed her hands on her cheeks. She was still reeling from the excitement of what just happened.

"Okay, just get these ready," Winnie said and placed a bunch of physical files on her table. Normally, she would frown at the work, but Camila was too dazed to even process what was occurring.

Camila was still reliving the moment that Juan touched her and that she was able to feel him when Winnie came back from her break. He was really so sexy. The revenge was the last thing on her mind. She wanted him, and she really wanted him. Having her way with him would make Alex and Jessica pay for all that they did, but she was going to enjoy every minute of it. She was sure of that.

"You are looking quite excited today. Is that you have a date after work? With the dress and all," Winnie asked when she came back. Camila figured that she did have the look on her face. The look that she was very satisfied, or that she had s*x planned in her nearest future.

"No, not really," Camila said.

"I am serious, girl. You are pretty, but you really are so lucky, I will not be surprised if you already had people in the company asking you out on your second day," Winnie said, and Camila giggled.

"What about you? Do you have a boyfriend? Is anything going on with you and Charles?" Camila asked. Actually, it was quite early to ask such a question, but since Winnie was being so free with her, Camila figured that it was okay.

"Charles?" Winnie asked, frowning and shaking her head.

"We don't have anything together. I don't know why people keep saying that," Winnie muttered under her breath, but Camila heard it.

"So there is someone?" Camila asked, and Winnie blushed. The smile on Winnie's face had Camila squealing at her coworker. It was at that moment that Juan came out of his office. He was wearing a black suit, unlike the previous day. Camila froze in her squeal and stood up just like Winnie did.

"Good day, Sir," the person who left his office said and then walked out the elevator.

"Are you going out, Mr. Romano?" Winnie asked, and Juan nodded.

"I am actually going to the hotel. There is an emergency meeting I have to attend," he said. Winnie immediately began to arrange her things.

"You work too much Winnie, take a break, relax," Juan said, and then turned to her.

"Camila, you are coming with me," he said.

"Me?" She asked, shocked.

"Yes you. Hurry up."

"Sir, I haven't trained her yet," Winnie said, and Camila nodded. She was suddenly scared of going somewhere alone with her handsome CEO. After the s***k, who knows what he wanted to do with her? And worse, who knew if she was going to like it?

"I am sure she will be fine. She is smart," Juan said, not even missing a stride. Camila figured that her fate was fixed, so she picked up her purse and began to run after him in heels.

"Sorry," Winnie mouthed, and Camila nodded. It was not Camila's fault. She was the one that said something that would be hard to stand by.

Camila walked side by side with Juan. He seemed to slow his pace so that she could keep up with him.

"Have you ever been to Right Hotels?" Juan asked as they got to the car.

"Who hasn't?" Camila replied. The hotel has been in existence for years and has managed to remain standard. Camila watched the hotel go through several stages of growth and metamorphosis. The Romanos are people who believed that change was constant, and that was why the hotel had the name they had for so long.

"A lot of people, actually. When I ask most of my staff, they haven't lodged at Right Hotels once. It can be quite expensive, you know," Juan said, and Camila felt a bit ashamed. She should have just said yes. There was no need to show off.

"So what do you think about the hotel?" Juan asked. Camila had to think about it. She hadn't been to Right Hotel in years, but when she thought about it, one thing came to mind, elegance.

"I think the hotel is very elegant," Camila said, and Juan nodded.

"Ah, that will be my grandmother's touch then," he said. Camila stilled then. It hit her how much older he was than her, his grandmother was Alex's great grandmother, and Alex was older than she was. Camila shrugged it off immediately. It was just s*x. The age gap didn't matter.

"I am guessing she was very elegant then," Camila managed to say, and Juan nodded.

"Yes, she was very elegant." His eyes were a bit misty. It hit Camila that he missed her. She was his grandmother, but he grew up with her. Camila already read online that his parents died when he was young, so his grandmother was just like his mother. Of course, it would be sad.

"I am sorry for your loss, I never met her, but I am sure that she was an exceptional woman," Camila said. They had gotten to the hotel, and Juan was looking at her oddly. He then shook his head.

"Let's go in," he said, and she smiled.

The hotel looked as she remembered. She attended an event there last year, so it wasn't so long since she came to Right Hotels. There were a few changes here and there, the flower designs, the interior decor. Camila randomly thought it lacked the warmth that it used to have, years before.

"Where are we going Sir. The conference room is over there," Camila said, confused. Juan was walking over to the opposite side of the conference room quite quickly, and Camila had no choice but to follow him.

"Mr. Romano," Camila said, tugging on his shirt. Juan held on to her then and walked with her as they went.

"Just walk," Juan said, and Camila sighed. She managed to get in stride with him and walked up until they got to a small corner where he bent and rested her against the wall quickly. Camila felt all the breath leave her chest.

"What do you want, Camila?" Juan asked. He was so close to her that she was breathing his air. His body pressed hard against her, and she could feel the evidence of his arousal. Her own n*****s were tightened into peaks, and her clit seemed to be beating its own rhythm. She wanted him bad.

"Do I have to say it?" She asked. Camila knew that the question came out more throaty than she planned or expected.

"I want you to say it, Camila. I want you to spell out exactly what you want," Juan said. His accent was accentuated, and he seemed to grow harder and harder as he held her.

"I want you, Juan, all of you. I want every inch of you inside of me. I want your mouth, your tongue, your fingers, your hands. I want to scream your name," Camila said. Later, she would wonder what came into her, as she wasn't one for talks like that.

The words triggered something in Juan as his eyes turned dangerous, and he plastered his lips to hers in such fervour that one could die for. It was a kiss to remember.