Resisting Damien Adams

4

I suddenly felt heavy pressure on my waist and my heart skipped a beat.

The touch was sudden, sending a shiver down my spine.

I've never had such heavy and strong hands on my waist and upset me so much.

I was still standing very close to my boss and his manly scent, which was really very tempting, filled my nostrils.

Get moving Madison!

My boss' strong hands suddenly yanked me off my waist and I gasped.

Shocked, I looked into his green eyes, in which a storm was passing.

His eyes had darkened and a shadow lay across his face.

I've never been so ashamed in my life.

While I was in shock at my own actions, my boss seemed equally displeased with the kiss.

He was so close to me that I could see every detail of his beautiful face, even the very fine stubble that he actually shaved every day.

I had never been so close to him.

His hands definitely didn't belong on my waist. Especially not in front of the assembled crowd.

Just as little as your lips on his cheek.

His hands quickly released from around my waist and the heavy pressure could still be felt.

I trotted back a few steps since he'd let go so suddenly.

My cheeks burned with shame and I couldn't get a word out of my mouth.

It was so quiet I could even hear my own heartbeat.

Nobody laughed at me or made a comment.

The fear of Adams was far too great.

Why couldn't there be noise around us?! Then I wouldn't be so ashamed to death.

As his piercing gaze pierced my bones, I broke eye contact and took another step back.

God please let me drop dead...

"Miss Smith... to my office, now," Mr. Adam's cool voice cut through the awkward silence around us, and my stomach clenched.

My heart was pounding and I was about to cry.

He scared me so much.

His striking face was still tense and his eyebrows were drawn together.

His voice sounded so cool and rough.

Was there anything worse than kissing your own boss in front of half the company?

I do not think so.

With furrowed eyebrows, he turned his back on me and disappeared with long strides.

Everyone around me started whispering madly and a few gave me pitying looks.

"What do you mean by kissing your boss in front of all your colleagues?" Sophia suddenly hissed and roughly grabbed my arm.

She tried to keep quiet.

I met her eyes, which looked at me with anger and annoyance.

"Have you lost your mind?"

She squeezed even harder and her nails dug into my flesh.

"That's my problem" I hissed softly and snatched my arm away from her.

I hated her bossy ways.

“I work with this man and he knows all too well that you are my sister. How am I supposed to look him in the eye after your childish action?"

She controlled herself very hard not to yell at me and twisted her face into an angry grimace.

Why did she exaggerate her situation? She wasn't my guardian.

I left Sophia shaking my head and hastily made my way to Adams' office.

I had to enlighten him on this stupid bet. Possibly he put up completely different theories.

As I yanked open the door of his office and stepped inside, I suddenly lost all my courage and swallowed hard.

The air around me suddenly became stuffy and I had trouble standing up straight.

He was standing in front of the huge window in his office and turned to me abruptly when he heard my high heels clicking.

His annoyed look made me blush again and I wished I could vanish right now.

Why couldn't this be a nightmare?

I slowly closed the door behind me and turned back to him.

"Will you please explain how you got the idea to kiss me in front of the crowd?" he asked, clenching his jaw so that his cheekbones stood out even more.

I had a sneaking suspicion that this man really didn't like me.

"II..." I started to stutter, feeling the lump in my throat getting bigger and bigger.

Don't cry.

That would be the most embarrassing thing that could happen to me.

"Mr. Adams I can explain," I said in a shaky voice, swallowing the lump in my throat.

"I'm really looking forward to your explanation. Please continue."

His mood was getting worse and worse as he furrowed his eyebrows and crossed his arms over his chest.

I remembered how his strong hands had gripped my waist and pulled me off him like I hardly weighed anything.

Why did I suddenly think back to it?

"It was like..." I started, biting my lip.

He was very pretty for a bourgeois who behaved like a 40-year-old.

In hindsight, it was very childish of me to get involved with Liam.

I could jump off a cliff right now, but I just didn't want to face that man.

"Listen to me Miss Smith. I won't repeat myself on this a second time." Mr. Adams broke the silence after a while, sounding very serious.

I winced slightly and banished the weird thoughts from my mind.

He was just my boss. I wasn't allowed to find him handsome.

His brows were still slightly furrowed, and he uncrossed his arms from his chest.

"I'll never think about watching you more than my clumsy assistant. I treat you with respect, but don't take this the wrong way-"

"Excuse me?!" I interrupted my boss, my eyes widening.

He snorted.

"Don't interrupt me when I'm talking," he growled, but I laughed hysterically.

Yep, I had completely lost my mind.

"You completely misunderstand," I began desperately.

"How else am I supposed to understand when you come up to me and kiss me? Please be clear about your role in this company. You're my assistant, not my wife," he said, growling.

"Oh God! They don't even suit my taste. I'm not interested in you!" I practically spat out the words to let him know I didn't want anything from him.

I cursed myself for that comment. Why did I say that to my boss?

I quickly put my hands over my mouth. Was I completely stupid?

He raised an eyebrow in surprise and looked like he hadn't expected it.

Did he assume that every woman in this company was into him?

So I was definitely the exception!

"Please don't make false theories. I don't like you and I never will" I said to him in a friendly way and cleared my throat.

"Oh?" he said with a sarcastic undertone and raised an eyebrow again.

"Yes" I said dryly and looked into his green eyes.

Why was he so sure of himself?

Petite.

"I lost a bet against Liam.. er against Mr. Johnson and as a result I had to kiss the very first colleague who came out onto the terrace. Actually another colleague was there, but suddenly he was gone and you were standing there" I rattled down without taking a breath and internally hit my forehead.

What I said sounded so stupid and childish.

It definitely sounded better in my head.

Adams furrowed his brows again and looked at me like I'd escaped the shack.

His puzzled look made me blush and I bit my lower lip.

I cursed Liam for what he did to me.

"You would actually kiss someone because of a bet?" he asked, finding his voice.

I gritted my teeth and stifled the feeling of screaming out loud. Why did this always happen to me?

"N-no never.. I mean, you only kiss someone when..." I stuttered and immediately bit my tongue.

This conversation drifted somewhere else.

I looked down, hoping he would finally let me go.

And bang your head to forget that incident forever.

"I don't want anything like this to happen again, Miss Smith. I don't think you're a big fan of workplace gossip either. Besides, you're mature enough not to make such childish bets," he said annoyed, turning his back on me.

"And finish the tasks I gave you today," he added, and left his office with big strides.

I exhaled loudly and slapped my forehead. How could I do that?

The feel of his strong hands on my waist came back to me.

I quickly shook my head to banish those thoughts.

Congratulations Madison.

You just screwed up your lives at this company.

Everyone will now know me as the colleague who kissed Damien Adams because of her stupid bet.

"You actually kissed him because of your childish bets?" asked Sophia suddenly, who had entered the office and slammed the door behind her.

I looked at her and snorted. She was the very last thing I wanted to see.

Why had she overheard my conversation with him in the first place?

"Do you even know what a laughingstock you've made yourself into?" she hissed, glaring at me.

"It's my business. You don't have to worry about it" I said dryly and wanted to leave the office.

"How am I supposed to explain that to him? You are so embarrassing Madison!" she said with a sigh.

I left the office without answering them any further. Otherwise the situation would escalate.

Mr. Adams would fire me today if I started a fight with his right hand. I couldn't afford that at the moment.

It had been about a week since the Adams incident and every single person in the company knew about it. Luckily all colleagues knew mine and Liam's bets, so no affair between me and Adams was planted as a rumor in the company. Still, I felt eyes on me every time I sat on the terrace at lunch.

I've been sitting at my PC for no idea how many hours, finishing the last assignments for Adams.

In a week he and Sophia will fly to France to work on a new project with their new business partners.

Liam and I were lucky enough to accompany them both. Please note the sarcasm.

But I was looking forward to Paris. On the weekends I could stroll around and see the city of love.

I glanced at the clock and was startled.

Had I really been staring at the screen and editing documents non-stop for the last two hours?

I blinked quickly and took off my glasses for a moment. After rubbing my eyes, I put my black-rimmed square glasses back on.

Last but not least, I booked the hotel where Adams and I would stay in Paris, after which I finally switched off the PC.

I hoped they would give me my room far away from that bourgeois as I wasn't that popular with him anyway.

After finding a good 5 star hotel and booking online, I start my watch again.

Half an hour had passed since then.

I stretched tiredly and then shut down my PC.

I grabbed the completed tasks and ran to Adam's office.

It was creepy how empty the aisles were.

Hard to believe. It was almost half past ten.

My stuffy boss didn't even have the decency to call me and give me the rest of Friday off.

I walked into his office and the door slammed behind me.

With slow steps I ran towards him and something cracked softly.

I quickly looked down to see if anything had gotten under my shoes.

But there was nothing.

I was even imagining noises now.

I would even go as far as to say that my boss and I were the only people in this building.

"Here are the completed documents, Mr Adams," I said, placing them on his desk.

He looked up from his leaves and looked at me.

"Thank you" he said and took the documents from me.

He placed them on the table and leaned back in his chair.

His gaze was still on me.

I avoided his gaze and suddenly found the books on the shelf behind him much more interesting.

"I wish you a relaxing weekend. See you on Monday" he finally said and my eyes went back to him.

Wow, did he really just say something nice to me?

I had to process that first.

He ran his hands over his face and then ran a hand through his dark hair.

He also seemed to be at the end of his concentration.

No wonder, after all he was only human and not a machine.

He had already taken off his jacket and loosened his tie.

The sleeves of his Snow White Shirt were rolled back to his elbows.

"Thank you too," I replied, turning away.

It was so dangerous to look at Adams for even a second longer than necessary or he would think I was actually into him.

Which of course I didn't do at all! He was too stuffy for me and he wasn't the right man for me.

He was too serious.

I couldn't wait to slip into my pajamas tonight and watch some shows. The week had been exhausting enough. Mr. Adams had me working to death.

Luckily he had forgotten the incident between us. At least he didn't bring it up.

He generally didn't speak much to me, only the most necessary.

I put my hand on the doorknob and pushed down.

However, the door did not open. Strange.

Maybe I was too tired to press properly.

I tried the doorknob again with all my strength, but the door didn't open.

"What the..." I whispered, jerking the doorknob up and down.

Panic rose in me.

"Why won't the door open?" I mumbled absentmindedly, pushing the doorknob again.

The noise I had heard earlier was probably the cleaning lady who had locked the office!

I hadn't imagined anything.

With my nerves on edge, I kicked the door and ran my hands over my face.

Suddenly, Mr. Adams reached out his arm beside me and grabbed the doorknob with his hand.

I froze in my tracks and felt my heart rate increase.

I almost jumped up when he appeared next to me so suddenly.

I was able to prevent myself from flinching, but a terrible shiver ran down my spine.

I had totally forgotten that he was still in the office.

"Careful," he said softly, taking another step closer to me.

Didn't his voice sound a little too rough today?

I quickly swerved to the left so he could get closer to the door and not crush me.

He tried the doorknob a few times, but no chance. It was tightly closed.

I looked up at him and that's when his green eyes met mine.

Was I actually locked in his office with this man at this late hour?

I swallowed hard.

Realizing our closeness, I took more steps back from him, keeping my distance between us.

I had learned a lot from my embarrassing kissing act.

I cleared my throat and adjusted my glasses on my nose.

The cleaning lady must have locked all the rooms before she left.

Wasn't she actually able to check whether every room was really empty before she closed everything?

When I looked up again briefly, my boss's eyes were still on me.

Did I maybe have something on my face? Or why was he still looking at me?

"Someone locked the door from the outside."

I bit my lip nervously and looked away from him.

I'm aware of that too, you know-it-all.