Billionaire’s One-Night-Stand Bride

DELUSION? OR NOT.

As Work continued, consequently, my boss became less and less harsh towards me.

I walked into the office on this particular Monday Morning which is as busy as usual, so much work to do today.

When It was ten minutes to lunchtime I decided to drop the paperwork I had on my desk for my boss before heading out for lunch. I was famished.

I knocked on his door, but there was no answer . I wait a little before knocking a second time. On the third try, I heard a “come in”. I almost stumbled while getting in.

I realized I was shy, and sometimes timid but I wondered why I always got so clumsy in his presence.

“Sir, this is for you. Mr George asked me to compile. He said you needed it” I say as I drop the items on the table.

He still hadn’t said anything. I kept my head down but I noticed his eyes roaming up and down my body. “Did you have to put on heels this high?” I hear him ask. I looked down on my feet and surely it looked like my ankle was a totally different complexion from other parts of my body. It was swollen.

I had started wearing heels after he had dropped me off at my house and was now acting not too rude to me at work anymore. To think of it, that is very stupid of me. I struggled to ascertain if I was more stupid than delusional. But he was just too nice not to dream of. His actions, his look, his body, his eyes. Ughhh! I could look at them forever. Right now they look so hot.

Everytime I look at him, I get reminded of that night and it occurred to me that it was not just the alcohol that spurred me to get reckless in a one night stand but it was the look of the person with whom I had it. He was so damn sexy that I was sure I was ready to repeat that night over and over again.

***

“You can’t speak or what?” He asks, drawing me out of my thoughts. I watched him as he got up from his chair, and moved to the drawer on the far left of his office and brought out some flat shoes and handed them over to me. “Here, put them on” he says and I take them.

As I put them on I wondered who had it and why they were in his office or did he have some weird fetish for female shoes? That would be ridiculous. Why was I thinking this far? If he had a fetish or someone owned it, neither of it is my business. I needed to get my head straight and out of the clouds, I’ve been high up in them for a while.

“Sit” I noticed he was pointing at the chair opposite his where most of his visitors sit. I sit down carefully because my feet actually hurt like hell. This is what I get for going overboard and doing what I’m not supposed to do. Did he tell me he liked me? No! Did he ask me to wear heels, much less higher heels? No! I shake my head at my childishness.

He walked back to his chair, made a call and in less than a minute there was food delivered to his office. He brought out a pack of ice and gave me to put on my legs, which I went ahead to do. My ankle down to my toe hurt like a b***h.

I was shocked when he slid one pack of food over my side of the table and asked me to have it. I thanked him but declined. I was gonna get food outside anyways. He just looked blankly at me.

He didn’t take no for an answer. When he noticed I was not eating, he unwrapped the food by himself, and said “Eat.” I immediately did and it was the best pasta I have ever had.

As weeks went on, I noticed that my boss wasn’t so harsh to me as he was in the beginning. He bought me lunch on most days, sometimes breakfast, and drove me back home most times too. There were days where I should normally be the one bringing in his coffee but no, he’ll bring mine and his upstairs.

The meal gifts were increasing. Sometimes he bought brunch, which was weird. Days in which the food was excessive, I would take some to my new friend Maggie, the receptionist.

I couldn’t say no to him, so I enjoyed the treatments. The problem was I was beginning to create a dream of us in my head which was very typical of me. I already envisioned a family with him.

Jess, my best friend, told me he was just being nice and that I was just overthinking because he had always been mean to me.

I took more effort to dress for work, tried to wear really high heels now and then. I observed that he always noticed all these and gave me compliments all the time and I definitely enjoy it.

What I enjoyed most was when his gaze followed me as I went about work dressed in pretty dresses picked out just for him.

***

Today was Friday, I had just got back from lunchtime. My birthday was in two weeks. I remember casually mentioning it to him before but today I was going to invite him to the small party my friend Jessica will be hosting for me. I didn’t know if he would attend but there was no harm in trying.

I raise my hand to knock just as I hear him speak to someone and laugh. Oh! He had someone in with him and I knew how much he hated being disturbed when he had visitors. The conversation continued and I heard him laugh more heartily than I have ever heard him. I decided it will be better to retreat since he was obviously with someone.

“Yo! That girl was crazy, did you know she confronted me saying I pretend to be a nice person when I am not.” The person inside says and chuckles.

“Well, to be fair, she assumed you were nice. You’re Mr goody two shoes,” Jason says.

“You, who’s talking as if you don’t act nice, you think I haven’t been watching you?” The person says again and I try to place where I had heard that voice before.

“When have I ever acted nice? I’m called mean. They call me the devil while they call you the angel. So who acts nice between both of us?” Jason said. I smiled.

Of course people who didn’t know him would consider him mean. But when you get to know him, then you’ll see the sweet side of him. I smile. Why was I thinking about him like this? I am sure any moment from now, I’ll confess my undying love for him. I laugh at my stupidity.

“You think I haven’t noticed your kind acts towards your secretary?” The person asked, I paused and put my ear closer to the door. Eavesdropping won’t be the end of me.

I set my ears to the door ready to hear what will be said about me.

“Kind acts. I’m never kind. You alone know what you’re saying.” Jason said

“Yes, kind acts. And yes, I know what I am saying. So what’s up?” His visitor says.

“Kind acts to my secretary, hmm…” Jason said.

“Yes, Jason. You are unusually kind to her.” His visitor said. I wondered if everyone in the company had noticed this already.

“Who? Ixora?” I hear my boss say. I smile, I love the way he pronounces my name. It’s as if he caresses it.

“Yeah…unless you have another secretary I don’t know about Jason '' the person drawls out. His voice is beginning to sound familiar like I’ve met him before. He sounded Just like the man who introduced himself as Nathan last time.

“Oh… you don’t have to worry about that. That one is one of the girls that little things impress. She’s got a banging body and she’s too nice which means too easy. I actually wanna try stuff with her after that she can go back from whence she came.” I hear him chuckle after saying that. I remain still.

“Have you seen her ass in those skirts she wears to work? It’s worse when she wears heels. It’s unfortunate she’s my secretary but I gotta hit that” he continues.

“ It took me time to notice it, but I ain’t letting her go until I can attest to her taste. Afterwards, she will definitely leave the company. I don’t mess with employees” he finishes. This time they both start laughing hard. I remain the way I am, it was like I was having a panic attack. I couldn’t move. Tears ran down my eyes. I couldn’t believe what I just heard.

I heard him tell the person inside that he was gonna call on me to get them some drinks. As soon as he opened the door, he came face to face with me and all the blood drained from his face. I backed up, went to my desk, took my bag and left.