The Desire

Chapter 4

Jessica PoV

I turned around. "You have asked for me..." waiting for his reaction.

"Not exactly, I asked you, if you didn't get enough this morning." chuckling, still holding my waist.

"So, you wanted to know, what got me so early to the company this morning right?" He nodded, holding my waist tight. "Well, my assistant came to my apartment at around one in the morning, telling me, that she's been threatened by you," poking his chest. "for not giving me that g** damn information telling, that you wanted me at exactly 6 am in the morning!" suddenly he loosens his grasp, stepping back.

As he backs up, I followed him. "After giving her the worst night of her life, you called her on her phone, humiliating her..." He was staring at me with big eyes not believing that this was happening right now.

"now I'm asking you Mr. O'Neil, WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME!" letting the last word sound more demanding.

I was catching my breath, never been so angry at someone.

Mr. O'Neil was still staring at me. I turned around not wanting to see his dumb ass face, leaving him there and trying to calm down, looking out the window.

He slightly caught. "So, you must be Ms. Jones"

I didn't make any sound.

"Well, I'm sorry for the inconvenience I put you through... ehm.... and of course, your assistant"

I turned around, narrowing my eyes, finding his apology a bit odd.

"That’s it?" I asked. " You think with that lame apology, everything what happened is forgotten?! Just like that" I flicked my finger. I was so fed up with him and that whole PA thing. "You know what, you can face your problems on your own now, as you are used to it anyways. Just leave my assistant alone and don't ever dare touching me again!" It felt good, letting my anger out.

He got closer to me, twisting his lips. His hands forming a fist, making me believe that I'm in big trouble now.

Just in the right moment he stopped.

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Brents PoV

"Are you done?!" I asked her, controlling my hands, not to grab her waist and showing her, what I really wanted to do with her. Her wildness drove me crazy. Crazy for kissing her and caressing her skin.

She just nodded, holding her head up.

"You need to know Ms. Jones, that I prefer working early. So should my personal assistant. For that I can spend more time with more important things in the afternoon, if you understand..." Imagining her, scream my name while I claim her on my desk, reaching her spot.

"That is very thoughtful Mr. O'Neil." stepping on step closer just enough not to touch my body with hers.

"I think the same way too; the early bird catches the worm." she whispered.

Good move darling, but you shouldn't have provoked me now.

I grinned and turned my back on her, slowly moving away. "Ms. Jones, my grandfather already informed me, that he gave you the position being my personal assistant... For me...how can, I wouldn’t even hired you, but I granted my grandfather his wish..." I could see on her face that she was definitely pissed, giving her something to get mad off.

"Mr. O’Neil, sorry to admit but I feel the same, I would never have accepted the offer of Mr. Barneys Sen. being your PA, knowing your reputation. But he begged me to help you, his poor grandson..."giving me a devilish smile.

Ouch, she played her role pretty well... and what does she mean with my reputation?! "Reputations?!" I higher my voice.

I wanted to know what those people told her about me. "Would you please enlighten me... What kind of reputation do you mean Ms. Jones?"

Her defensive wall was slowly braking down, she felt insecure. "...with all respect Mr. O'Neil, I… I think you have misunderstood me..." stammering, trying to get out from the situation she was in. "you... you have an excellent reputation sir" playing with her hands.

She was lying. I knew exactly how my reputation was, but never give s**t about it. Those people don’t know me! I was near to explode, full of anger, hatred for the paparazzi’s and the gossip magazines. But when I look at her appearing strong for the moment, defending her assistant, still helpless, facing me.

"Please continue Ms. Jones, I'm eager to hear more of my excellent reputation" I pointed to the chair in front of my desk, so she could have a seat and she didn't refuse.

Seeing her, controlling her self, she was struggling to find the right words, staring at her hands which lay on her lap, then she answered "...I've just heard... that you are very open minded, when it comes to… women..." she closed her eyes ready to be punished.

Open minded? What? I stood up, to show her how open minded I really am.

Getting behind her chair, not touching her whispering in her ear, "Aha... what else Ms. Jones" clearly making her weak.

"and... and, you would not hesitate to show the best side of you, specially to your employees." her voice sounded weak but still she was trying to stand me.

"Is that all Ms. Jones..." whispering again, making her shiver while smelling her skin. Out of reflex she moved her head to the side, giving me more to see, to smell. It was hard to control myself, not to kiss her

bare flesh, sucking her spot right behind her ear.

"Yes sir... that's all..." her voice seducing me. Now I couldn't hold back. I slowly caressed her neck while she moaned, pulling the back of my head closer with her hand.

"Stand up..." I whispered.

She obeyed, wanting to turn around, but I stopped her by holding her waist and pulling her closer and letting her feel my member, pressing against her butt. She let out a light moan, leaning her head on my shoulder. I was trying to find my way up to her breast, my hand slowly unbuttoning her blouse, at the same time kissing the back her neck, going down to her nape.

"What... what are you doing... with me...?" she asked me.

"May I ask the same question to you too...?" squeezing her soft breast, caressing her n****e.

She moaned "stop... ple… please..." my other hand grabbing her butt and trying to get under her skirt, where her wet spot was. "are you sure about that..." pressing harder with my member against her, driving her crazy. "I said stop, now!" she pulled away, stumbling forward, grabbing her hand, preventing her to fall.

She just stood there, not facing me. "Please... stop..." begging me.

I slowly let her hand go realising that she really wanted me to stop. I went back to my desk, pretending to look for some files in my drawer, trying to cool down. My body was wanting her, needing her. I never felt like this for any other woman.

I cleared my throat, "Ms. Jones, well, thank you for letting me know what people think about me, appreciating that you open up to me."

She still stood there, her head down. I noticed my member still aroused, wanting her deeply.

What is wrong with me?

"You may now go to your desk Ms. Jones.” not wanting her near me for her own safety. She gave me puzzled look and went to her desk.

“And Ms. Jones, I need the reports of the departments of the last two month’s..."

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