His Perfect Temptation

Chapter 16

Maliya’s pov

" Oh my..." I yelled, in a rush of fear before I felt a pair of strong arms wrapped around my waist, keeping me in place. My chest raised hard pressed against his, and for a moment, every thing feel still.

His scent, a mix of leather jacket, cologne and the smell of rain water, flooded my senses, like I was hit with a wave of pleasure. My lips tingled with the urge to kiss him, to taste him again.

Control yourself maliya, you can't do this. No matter how much your body screamed for his touch.

But as I raised my eyes to met his, I saw the same hunger reflected back. The air was electric with passion, it felt like I was melting into him.

His wet shirt clung tight to his chest, revealing his muscles. The rain droplets glistened on his skin, I could feel my warmth rising...

But then, like a splash of cold water, reality hit me. I remembered the portrait, his wife, his child. The desire that had been burning slowly within me fizzled out fast.

I pushed against his chest, creating some distance between us. "I'm fine," I smiled. "Thank you." I said nervously .

Ignacio released his grib, his hands dropping to his sides. "Be careful," he said, "The stairs can be slippery."

As we reached the guest room door, ignacio pushed it open and gestured for me to enter. I stepped inside and he followed close behind. The room was cozy and warm, with a plush bed and soft lighting.

"Good night" Igancio said closing the door before I could respond.

I sighed as I climbed unto bed, and lay down, it was so soft, just like my bed back home. I didn't realize when my mind began to wander back to Father. It had been weeks since I'd heard from him. To think he was right all along...

“Listen… That man is not good for you!” his voice still enchoes in my brain. Damn it! I hated the fact he was right all along.

The darkness closed in around me, but my mind refused to let go of the what-ifs. What if I had listened to Father? What if I had just married one of his pathetic friend's son? Wouldn't that have been the best thing for me.

Ferindad end up becoming my greatest regret.

Soon I drifted up to sleep and woke up to the sound of an alarm; it was already 6 am. I felt like I had only slept for 10 minutes. My stomach growled with hunger. s**t!, I should have taken dinner. I should go; I have to be at work in the next... I checked the time: 1 hour, 56 minutes.

I grabbed my bag and headed out. I should probably say goodbye and be grateful to igancio, but what's the point? I'll probably see him later in the day.

As I stepped out, I couldn't help but glance at the portrait again. Yeah, I'm definitely never getting close to Ignacio again.

.......

"Hear, Maria, I'm done with the task," I said. "Kindly give this to Mr. Ignacio." I handed over the documents as I head back to the office.

Finally, I'm done with the sales analysis! I could skip for joy.

The rest of my work was now just minor jobs.

Moment later, Maria entered with the same pile of work.

"Mr. Ramirez was furious with your work," she said, as I narrowed my eyes in shock.

"No, that can't be! I did it to perfection," I replied.

"Yes, you did, but Mr. Ramirez said he doesn't want it recorded per day, he wants it per hour?" Maria explained.

"Wait, what?!" I screamed out, almost forgetting I was in a company. "WTF?" I muttered under my breath.

I felt my face burning with frustration and embarrassment. Per hour? That was insane! I had spent hours working on that analysis, and now I had to redo it?... Is this f*****g intentional?

"Can you please clarify what Mr. Igancio wants? I don't understand why he would want it per hour." I said quietly trying to hide the growing rage rissing in my blood stream.

Maria nodded sympathetically, she definitely understood I was now at my wit-end. "I know it's a lot of work, but Mr. Ramirez wants to see the sales trends on an hourly basis. He thinks it will give him a better understanding of customer behavior."

I sighed, feeling a headache coming on. This was going to be another exhausting day

"Okay, I'll redo the analysis," I said resignedly.

"I have to warn you, he's not in a good mood and he wants the revised analysis on his desk within two days." Maria announced

"Two days?" I yelled, "he has got to be kidding me."

"I know, but those are his orders. You'll have to work overtime to get it done." Maria continued

Two days is an impossible deadline, but what the hell m I going to do about it.

"Okay," I said. Ofcourse I had no choice.

"I'll let Mr. Ramirez know. Good luck!" She winked.

Yeah I definitely going to need every luck I can get.

As I sat at my desk, I couldn't help but think about how Igancio was nothing but a pain in the ass. Ever since I'd stepped into this office, I'd basically had no life outside of work.

And to make matters worse, I couldn't quit. How would I get out of the mess I was in if I quit?

The pay was supposed to solve my problems, but at this rate, I'd probably die from exhaustion before I even received it.

This was definitely karma. Must be my punishment for going against Father.

....

It was closing hours, and I'd barely finished a quarter of the job. I'm probably doing an all-nighter again.

As I was about to lockmy office, Maria showed up.

"Hey, Maliya," she said, handing over a piece of card. "What is this about?" I asked, confused, as I read it.

It was a birthday event for one of the most popular businessmen I know. Don Alejandro Morales. "What has this got to do with me?" I asked, frustrated.

"Mr. Ignacio was invited," Maria replied, as if that was a concluding answer.

"So?" I asked, still not getting the connection. "It still has nothing to do with me." I said feeling my blood boiling

"You shall accompany him," Maria said with a stern expression

"Wait, what do you mean?" I questioned with a tiny bit of Anger escapingm

I understand following him to a charity event as his secretary because it involves company finances, but to a birthday event? This seems rather nonsensical.

Aren't you his personal assistant?" I asked sarcastically judging her.

"Yes, but Mr. igancio ..." She trailed off as Igancio appeared.

I didn't know what came over me as I saw his face, I just knew he was getting a f*****g piece of my mind.