The Desire

Chapter 9

Jessicas PoV

I was working for Brent for almost five and a half months now. From being his personal assistant, we became good friends, getting to know each other better. I've noticed that we have more in common than I thought. Working for him was not so bad as I first thought. Even Anna changed his co-name from Mr. Arrogant-Asshole to Mr. Hot-CEO.

After our dinner at Le Bernardin the gossip magazines didn't gave us peace for the following two weeks. I was mentioned to be his one-night stand, next victim, followed by cheap w***e and so on. Brent felt so miserable and apologized like a hundred times for it.

We kept it more professional at work, not letting anything happen between us again. Still there were tempting moments, where we just needed to have a break from each other, but it was manageable.

Every Thursday was our pizza day, as I suggested, in memory of his mother.

There were also times where it was dead boring at the office. For that Brent and I had a simple solution. We got our chairs, placing them in front of the huge window in our office and sat beside each other, enjoying the view of New York, either drinking coffee or eating lunch together and exchanging stories about our past.

We were also joking around all the time. He was a funny guy, not to compare to Mr. Arrogant-Asshole, Anna and I used to know. Anna still brings me the reports every end of the month, even though I told her not to do so anymore, but still she insisted. Depending on whether I was busy or not, we had been talking or fooling around like in old times. I noticed that she became more confident with her position at the administration section. She was ready to handle the department on her own now.

Also Mrs. Williams visited me once.

I heard a old lady shouting and immediately smiled.

"Don't ever dare touch me... take your hands off! Do you even know who I am!!"

"Sorry Ms. Jones, we couldn't stop her, she just..." Ms. Williams interrupted the security.

"Ahh... So, there is the new personal assistant of the new CEO of Barneys & Co." she was coming closer, winking at me and gave me a big hug.

"Its ok Johnny... thank you" I smiled, giving him a sign that everything was alright, and he left.

Mrs. Williams, did not change a bit, still being the straight and dominant old lady, I knew.

"Look at you girl.... you look so beautiful... Tell me, are you already hooking up with him?"

"Mrs. Williams please... for god’s sake, he is my boss!" and as soon as Mrs. Williams could say something I quickly added, "…and NO!! I'm not planning to hook up with him..."

We sat there for hours just caching up and talking about the past. She told me where she already traveled and where her next destination was going to be. She enjoyed it traveling a lot.

I've missed her.

Before she left the office, she let me know, that she was very proud of me. "Jessica, I am so happy for you, that you came so far. I know Brent might seem to be very hard fish to catch, but let me say to you, he is worth fighting for. Just give him time to open up..." I just nodded, tired of making it clear to her, that Brent and I are not having a relationship, but friends.

After her visit, I thought about what she told me, "...give him time to open up...".

What does she mean by that…?

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At the next morning I arrived on time at the office.

Hmmm, no trace of Brent…

Probably having an early meeting. I placed his coffee on his desk, which I got from the coffee shop around the corner and went to the restroom.

I pushed the door handle down, locked. I tried again, still not opening.

Suddenly I heard a female voice coming out from the restroom. "Oh...god... deeper...yes...aaww"

Shit… Someone is having a good time in there.

I grabbed my things from my desk and headed to the 16th floor.

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Anna was listening, wanting to know every detail what I've heard there up.

"You think Mr. Hot-CEO was in the restroom with another woman?"

"I don't know Anna, probably, but why didn't he mentioned her to me. I mean we are friends, that's what friends are for or?" I couldn't think straight, feeling disappointed, jealous. "That would mean, that everything what happened between us was..."

"I thought, there was nothing between you and Brent?" she was smirking.

"Yes, but.... I mean, I just... arrghh... I don't know..." I was so confused.

I couldn't believe, that he wasn't straight to me. I thought he changed being a nice guy. Not like the gossip magazines described him.

"Jessica, everything will be fine..." she was comforting me stroking my back.

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Back at the top floor, I headed straight to my desk, noticing, that he didn’t arrived at the office yet. That was not usual for Brent. I went to the restroom to know if its still locked but the door was open and no one inside.

I turned to his desk and the coffee was still standing there, cold.

Hmm... maybe he was to busy...

I got back to my desk starting to work, making myself busy to remove those stupid thoughts.

After an hour I received a call on the intercom.

"Barneys & Company, good morning, how may I help you?" I answered with a friendly voice.

"He... Hello? Jessica...?"

It was Brent, "Yes, Brent?"

"I need your right now.... I mean... shit..." crrrgghh.... "Hello? Jess..." crrgghh....

"Brent? are you still there? Hello?" the call ended.

What happened? Oh god, maybe he is in trouble?

I should ask Charles. Searching for the number of Charles finally found it somewhere in his drawers.

"Hello?" an older mans voice answered.

"Hello Charles? Here is Jessica Jones, the personal assistant of Bre… Mr. O'Neil"

"Oh yes, Ms. Jones, I remember you. What’s the matter?"

"Do you know if Mr. O'Neil is on his way to the office? He just called, and there was no signal. I don't know if..." I was clearly sounding concerned.

"I'm sorry Ms. Jones, but he gave me free today, cause of my sore throat. If he is not at the office, he must be still at his penthouse"

Yeah right…

"Oh, okay thank you Charles... ehm... would you mind giving me his address? I would like to stop over at his penthouse, he needs to sign some papers which I need to submit as soon as possible..." crossing my fingers, hoping to get his address.

"Sure Ms. Jones..."

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I was sitting in the cab, driving to Brent’s penthouse, hoping he was there.

I arrived in front of a huge building some where in the Fifth Avenue at the Upper East Side. I looked at my note, were I wrote the address Charles gave me, to make sure that I’m right. I entered the building heading to the elevator and pressed the 25th floor.

I ring the door and he opened. I felt relived, that he was okay.

"Jessica, thank god that you came. Please come in” I entered his penthouse and it was just amazing. He was leading me to his living room where we had a seat on the big sofa. He had a black jogging pants and a white t shirt on. I couldn’t resist glazing at him. His skinny shirt was revealing his muscular body structure. His scent… he smelled so good, as if he freshly got out from the shower.

Oh no not again… Stop it Jessica!

"What happened?" I asked to keep me distracted from him, his appearance, which was always driving me crazy if I’m near him.

"Yeah... ehm... How can I explain this..." scratching the back of his neck.

"What's wrong? You scared the hell out of me when you called." letting him know how I was feeling that moment.

"Oh, sorry for that Jessica" he seated beside me, facing me, giving me an apologizing look. "...my phone... ehm... it fell in the toilette when I called you...." showing me his phone which was clearly dead.

"Oh... so what's the problem?"

"Arrgghh... my brother..." He showed me the headline of some gossip magazines "L. O'Neil having a threesome in the nightclub..." including a picture of his brother with two girls in the restroom, in a disgraceful position.

"Oh no, not again?!" his brother was known for scandals. "I mean, everyone knows his reputation Brent..." Trying to cool the situation down.

But still, I didn't get what he really wanted from me. "Yes, but my grandfather called me a view day's ago, asking me, to let Leonard work at the Company..."

"So? I don't get the problem?"

"You don't understand Jessica, Leonard is well known for his obsessions, he will hook up with every female employee who can't resist him. He is going to pull down the company together with us if he doesn't stop with those scandals." he was pointing to the picture of his brother....

"I'm mean he is a grown-up man, he could also get the girls and head up to his apartment or get a hotel room, just somewhere where the paparazzi will not find him..." he was shaking his head looking down, clearly not knowing how to handle this situation.

"Ahhh... now I understand..." I put his hand in mine, trying to get his attention "Try to talk to him, explain him that the Company is going to suffer from those headlines. He should be more careful."

"You don't know my brother Jessica, he doesn’t want anyone to interfere in his lifestyle, specially if it comes to those headlines. He sees it more as title being the most wanted guy, who knocks down every girl he gets..." his expression mixed up. "He is not going to give this up..." pointing on the cover again, "just for the Company"

"Just try it Brent, he will understand it, he is your brother..." I was smiling convincingly at him.

"Maybe you are right Jessica, I should give it a try" he stood up pulling me with him still holding my hands.

I gave him my sweetest smile. "That's what a personal assistant does, assisting and helping out"

"Jessica, you are more than just a personal assistant, you are a friend, a close friend to be honest" he came closer. My hands now on his hard chest.

I felt him, his body, giving me this secure feeling. "Brent...." I whispered. "what… what are you doing?"

Suddenly he realized what just happened. He released my hands and turned around showing me his back, only acting like this, if he needs to control his self. Those situations were not happening often but still, there were moments where we just needed to hold back.

Trying to lighten the awkward situation, wanting to tell him, what I happened this morning in the office, hoping to find some answers.

"Brent, ehm... were you the whole time in your penthouse?" I asked carefully.

He turned around. "Yes, why are you asking?"

"...mmhh, so you weren't in the office this morning or?" placing my finger on my chin, thinking...

"No Jessica, but why are you asking...?" asking with an impatient voice now.

If he wasn't in the office this morning, then who was in the restroom?

"Well, how do I say..."

"Just spit it out Jessica, you know that you can talk to me straight..." demanding and giving me assurance.

"Okay, okay… This morning something happened in the office, there was someone in the restroom" whispering. His eyes widened.

Why did I whisper?

"I wanted to check myself, when I noticed that the restroom was locked and... ehm... and someone did... something in there" hoping that he could get what I was trying to say.

"What do you mean Jessica, someone was in the restroom? Did he hurt you? If yes, then I'm going to..." his face turned red, controlling his anger, his hands forming a fist.

Oh no, I need to get straight to the point now, before he's going to get mad…

"No, no Brent..." shaking my head. "I mean there was someone in the restroom having s*x"

His face turned back to normal, now smirking at me. "Oh... that's what you meant..."

I nodded.

"I see... So, you were thinking that it was me in the restroom, satisfying my long-forgotten desires...?" having a dirty smile on.

"Don't give me that look Brent... I just wanted… ehm... I was... arrghh... you know what I mean..." I crossed my arms on my chest and turned away.

Oh god, I’m blushing.

I could feel the heat on my cheeks. He was laughing. "It's okay Jessica, turn around...I was just joking..."

I didn't move.

"Oh, come on Jessica, please..."

Still I didn't move.

Suddenly I felt his hands wrap around my waist, embracing me, giving me comfort.

"I'm sorry Jessica..." he whispered, feeling his warm breath on my skin.

How I missed it...

I turned around, still in his arms, staring right in to his eyes focusing on mine.

"I... I missed this..."

What?? really?? Did I just say that out loud...?

His eyes still focused on mine. "I missed you too Jessica..." saying it with a husky voice.

I laid my head on his chest closing my eyes, listening to his heartbeat, my hands now around him, embracing him. Feeling his chin on top of my head.

We stood there for a couple of minutes. I didn't know what was driving so far to do so but we were so close, and I missed his touch... him…

"Jessica?" he was whispering

"Yes?" not moving away.

"I want you..." holding me tightly.

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