Chapter Twelve
1153 Words
Although Logan was a gentleman the other day, he was a bully today.
“All the files have typo errors” He slammed the file on his desk.
Chloe takes a page and goes through it. She returns the page back.
“I see nothing.”
“Come here,” he signaled with his hands.
Chloe turned around and stood next to him.
He takes the files and flips through the pages.
“Here,” he pointed to her; Chloe leaned in.
“I can’t see any errors” her breath was down his neck,
“I will go through it again, Sir,” she continued chatting. He twirled and peered at her cleavage under her cream chiffon top. Logan took a gulp and traced his eyes away and back to the file.
“Sir,” Chloe called him.
“Yes, do that,” he stammered. Chloe took the files and left. Logan stares at her ass as her hips sway while she leaves his office.
He rubbed his already hard c**k; Logan knew he was attracted to Chloe, but didn’t realize how deeply she affected him until she stood close to him.
#8: Seduction is slow, but one will definitely succumb to it
Chloe sat down in the assistant lounge, taking her coffee. It had two brown couches, one vertically placed and the other horizontally placed beside it. It had a counter where the espresso machine was and a top cabinet with snacks.
Amy entered the lounge to grab a cup of tea.
“Congratulations,” Chloe said, and Amy looked around like they weren’t the only ones in the office. She took it as an invitation to sit next to Chloe. Although Amy admired Chloe from the moment she walked in, she always saw Chloe as a scary person.
“Oh, thank you. I am getting nervous.”
Amy rubbed the engagement ring on her finger.
“It ok to be,”
“I mean, I can’t believe I am leaving this job.”
Amy tried to hold her tears, and Chloe took a napkin from the table and presented it to her.
“Thank you,” Amy whispered.
“I didn’t want to leave, but Mike and I discussed it would be better for me to stay home so I can take care of the house and kids when I get pregnant.”
“Why should you be the one to quit your job?”
Amy stared at Chloe, confused.
“He could quit his job if he wants someone at home. He does not have to force you to do that.”
“I mean, Mike is not forcing me to do anything,” Amy defended.
“You love your job; I don’t think you should stop working here, at least for now. The kids are not yet here. Think about it.”
Chloe leaves her in the assistant lounge. Immediately after Chloe returned to her seat, she received a call from Logan.
“Plan Amy, a surprise party for her going away/ congratulations on her engagement.”
“Ok, Boss,”
“Also, pack a suitcase for next weekend. We are going on a business trip.”
“To where?” Chloe asked.
“Brazil,” Logan replied.
“I’ll come pick you up,” Logan suggested.
“No, I prefer my boss does not know my house” Chloe rejected him. Logan felt offended by that.
“You are aware; your address was submitted to human resources.”
“Unless, dear boss, you want to abuse your rights on a common assistant such as myself. I will meet you at the office.”
The conversation ended, and Logan didn’t push for more.
Chloe was on a private jet with Logan, their seats were opposite each other, and both were swamped with work.
“Why don’t you have a driver?” Chloe asked while typing her work.
He looked at her before continuing his activities.
“Driving helps me relax, and I hate people touching my car. So get back to work.”
Chloe fell asleep on the plane and woke up to a blanket wrapped around her. She noticed Logan had fallen asleep too. His sleeves were rolled up to his elbow, and his vein was visible on his skin.
They were calligraphed on his hand like a vine tattoo. Chloe had never been attracted to a man’s neck before, yet she fantasized
about kissing and biting her boss’s neck.
She had come to gain his trust and gather information on what Ford enterprise wanted Xeon. Chloe had told herself that repeatedly any time she got lustful thoughts.
They arrived in Brazil a few minutes later. Chloe had put on her glasses before waking up Logan.
There was an Audi RS5 waiting for them at the airport. A man in a suit stood next to the car. He tossed the keys to Logan when Logan was close to the vehicle.
“Set up the meeting by 4pm tomorrow, Geoffrey.”
“Yes, Boss”
Logan opened the door for Chloe and moved to the driver’s seat.
Chloe watched as Logan stopped in front of a resort hotel. The company logo was at the center of it.
“Tell the receptionist the usual rooms” he handed her a premium black card. The valet removed the luggage from the car’s trunk, and
the reception hall astounded Chloe.
It was pretty spacious.
There were four receptionists in front, and they all wore blue gowns with the company logo and their name tags.
The reception walls were stone black slate tiles, and lights reflected like diamonds. Chloe saw tropical flowers placed at the edges of the room.
“Mr. Ford said usual rooms,” Chloe said as she handed the card to a receptionist with a high ginger ponytail.
Chloe thought there was something peculiar about Logan. She questioned what kind of man pays for his own hotel.
“How many days would you be staying?”
“3 days” the lady punched the machine, and when she was done, she smiled
“That will be all, thank you, and welcome to Ford’s resort. Hope you enjoy your stay here.”
Logan arrived a minute later, and Chloe handed him his key card.
“See you tomorrow, Miss Martini,” Logan said as he entered his room.
Their rooms were opposite each other. Chloe swiped her key card and turned to her boss.
“Good night, boss”
She bounced on the comfortable bed, closing her eyes for a bit, when she heard a knock.
She got up to see the bellboy bring her luggage, and following after him was a waiter with a trail of food.
“Courtesy of Ford’s hotel”
Chloe marveled at the sight of food. She could definitely live here, she thought.
The Ford hotel was definitely, one of the best places to be.
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