The Guardians Sin

Mr CEO is jealous

Chapter 4

Emma

​His lips landed against mine, his hands unhooking my bra as he grabbed my boobs. The kiss deepened, his other hand sliding down my thighs until it found my p***y. He dipped one finger, then another finger, as he gently stroked them.

​"Damn, Emma, you're so wet."

​His fingers stroked harder.

​"Ehummm, yes, sir!"

​I gasped as I moaned softly.

​The light came back on. He straightened up, and I immediately did the same. The elevator started moving and got to our floor. The elevator chimed and the doors slid open. We were met by a lady, beautiful and neatly dressed in an office outfit.

​"Good morning, sir," she said politely, her eyes pinned on me the entire time.

​"Good morning, Selene," Mr. Mateo said, stepping out of the elevator door.

​As I wanted to step out, she immediately spoke up. "Stop right there, b***h. Where do you think you're going?"

​"I... I’m going to my desk. I’m Mr. Vane’s new secretary."

​Selene stepped closer, her perfume filling the air. She is taller than me, and she used her height to look down at me. "I know exactly who you are, Emma Taylor. The little orphan girl looking for a place to hide," she hissed. "But let’s get one thing straight. This is a billion-dollar firm, not a playground for a girl with daddy issues. I’ve spent ten years building my place at Mateo’s side. Do you really think you can just walk in here with your cheap-ass self and take my place, huh?"

​"It’s not like that," I whispered, though the guilt made my voice weak.

​"It’s exactly like that," she said, touching the strand of hair Mr. Mateo had touched earlier. "He might find you a temporary distraction, a little charity project to keep his conscience clean, but in this building? You are nothing. Don't ever think you would ever be anything, b***h. Stay off. Welcome to Vane Industries."

​She turned on her heels, clicking behind her as she walked towards Mr. Mateo’s office, leaving me standing alone by the elevator. I made my way to my office and sat, thinking about what just happened with Selene.

​"Hey, Emma!"

​I startled, looking up to see Tiffany leaning against my doorframe with a bright smile on her face.

​"Hey, Tiff," I managed to say, forcing myself to relax.

​"Here, brought you coffee."

​"Thank you," I said, half-smiling.

​"Was that Selene I just saw with you?"

​"Yeah, it was."

​"Be careful of that one; she's vicious."

​"Haha, I noticed."

​"Hope she didn't say anything mean to you."

​"No, I can handle her."

​"That’s the spirit! Alright, enough about Selene. Come on, let me introduce you to the rest of the team. You can’t hide in here all day."

​"Sure," I agreed, standing up and smoothing out my skirt.

​"Hey everyone, this is Emma," Tiffany spoke up. "She's the CEO's new secretary."

​"Hello, I'm Jonathan."

​"Hey, Jonathan, nice to meet you," I said, smiling back at him.

​"I'm Ella," a younger lady with glasses on spoke up.

​"Hey, Ella."

​"The rest of the team went on a lunch break; thought they would be back by now. Oh well, I would introduce you to them later on," Tiffany said. "Let's hang out sometime, alright?"

​"Alright," I said.

​"Have to go back to my work now. See yaaa!"

​"Byee for now, Tiff," I said as I walked back to my office.

​When I got to my office, my phone beeped with a text message which popped up on my screen: "My office. 5:00 PM. Don't be late again."

​I didn't need to guess; I already knew who it was. The clock on the computer screen flickered to 5:00 PM. My heart, which had already settled, started beating again. I gathered the files I had been reviewing, straightened out my skirt for the hundredth time today, and stood up.

​As I stepped out of my office, I ran right into Jonathan. He was leaning against the doorway of the room, a playful smirk on his face.

​"Heading to the lion’s den?" he asked, turning his head towards Mr. Mateo’s office.

​"Something like that," I said, trying to sound more confident when I wasn't in any bit.

​"Don't let him intimidate you, Emma. He’s all bark and... well, actually, he’s mostly bite. But you’ve got this." He reached out and gave me a friendly pat on my shoulders, gently squeezing it. "We can get a drink after work today; there's a quiet spot down the road."

​"I'll keep that in mind, Jonathan. Thank you."

​I smiled at him. When I stepped out of the office hallway, Mr. Mateo stood there, sleeves rolled up to his elbows, his white shirt unbuckled a bit, revealing his chest. I swallowed hard. His gaze didn't land on my face; it landed directly on Jonathan’s hand, which was still resting on my shoulder.

​Jonathan felt the awkwardness and quickly pulled his hand away. "Evening, Mr. Vane."

​Mr. Mateo didn't acknowledge him. His eyes were pinned on me. "My office. Now."

​I hurried past Jonathan. As soon as I stepped into Mateo’s office, he slammed the door shut behind me.

​"Who was that?" Mr. Mateo demanded.

​"That was Jonathan. He’s part of the team," I said, my voice small. "He was just being nice."

​"Nice," Mr. Mateo repeated. "He was touching you. In my building. In front of my staff."

​"It was just a shoulder squeeze, Mr. Mateo. He was wishing me luck."

​"You don't need luck, Emma. You need to remember why you are here." He stepped in front of me, his two hands against the wall, the smell of his perfume filling my lungs. "I told you this morning. I am the only one allowed to be distracted by you. That includes being touched by you."

​"What do you mean by that?" I asked curiously.

​"You know exactly what I meant by that."

​"Well, I don't."

​"Are you sure, Emma?" he said, his face drawing closer to mine.

​"Yes," I said, swallowing hard.

​"Then I would have to show you