My Possessive CEO

Chapter 3- "Umm okay..."

I exited the elevator, my mind still clouded with what happened between Damien and I, and without realizing I bumped into what felt like a brick wall, and was instantly going to fall on my behind, but I never reached it because two strong arms instantly caught me, and I found myself staring into two dark Blue eyes, that were accompanied with a bright smile.

"Hey there, I got you . You ok ?" Said the man kindly.

"Y-yeah I'm fine, thanks." I replied straightening myself up, and looking up at the man who saved me from completely embarrassing myself.

"That's cool, I'm Zachary by the way, are you new here?" He asked, as he extended his hand.

"Hi Zach, can I call you Zach? Ok. We'll I'm the boss's new secretary. " I explained, shaking his hand.

He laughed then said " Yeah no prob, call me whatever you want, babe, baby, and sexy included" he winked, then added " and nice, I'm guessing you're looking for the cafeteria to make coffee for your boss?"

"Yes." I replied with a smile.

"Ok follow me, I'll show you how to make it since I'm used to showing each secretary how to make it for him, and I'm director here at IT services of the company, what's your name ?"

"Sarah" I replied.

"No last name ?" He asked.

"Nope" I replied popping the "p"

He chuckled and said "no problem"

We reached the kitchen and he gave me a tutorial on how to make the boss's coffee. It wasn't anything fancy, but turns out, if you didn't get everything just right, he would send you back to do it again.

We then went to the elevator and headed to the top floor.

When we arrived, I was laughing at something that Zach said, but then stopped when the doors opened to reveal a smirking Damien sitting at my desk, looking all calm and collected.

"May I help you sir ?" I said slightly irritated at the fact that he's smirking, and I know for sure I gave him a good hit in the jewels yet he's sitting here as if nothing happened.

"No, I was just waiting on my coffee." He simply replied, the smile not dropping from his face.

So I headed towards him, and handed him his coffee. He purposely brushed his fingers against mines causing what felt like an electric shock to ripple throughout my body, to say it was nice would be an understatement, it was pleasurable.

I quickly pulled my hand away, causing the coffee to spill all over his shirt.

"Oh my God! I'm so sorry Mr. Reaves, I'll help you clean it up. Sorry Zach duty calls, see you around." I said frantically, trying to undo my mistake, by grabbing napkins and trying to dry the stains, except I made it worst.

"Its cool, actually would you like to have lunch with me ?" He asked, even though the timing wasn't actually the best.

"That would be nice I would lo..." I was once again interrupted by my boss when he said "no actually, she will be eating with me."

What the...?

"Excuse me? When did I agree to this." I asked suddenly stopping in my tracks, and looking up at him dumbfounded.

"You didn't, and it's not up for discussion, you will be eating with me. Zach you may go now." He declared in a bossy tone.

And with that Zach exited, sending a wink my way, causing what sounded like a growl to come from Damien.

Umm okay then.

We headed towards his office as he removed his shirt, and undershirt, leaving him completely shirtless.

I tried my best to not look at his defined back, but it was hard, and my mind started drifting to how it would feel if my palms were to travel across his back muscles, and I didn't realize that he has stopped walking.

He turned around causing me to once again bump into what felt like a harder brick wall, if that's even possible, and for the second time that day, I almost fell, but then I got caught in two stronger, and bigger arms, with delicious looking biceps, and a warm grip.

Again get a grip female !

I was suddenly pulled into a chest, and on instinct my palms went in front of me, placed firmly on his chest.

I found myself in a compromising position, my hands were on my boss's chest, his strong arms around my waist holding me in place, and did I mention that he was shirtless? And my chest was pressed against his firm chest ? Yes ? Well just thought I would remind you.

"Did you hear what I said ?" He asked in a low tone.

"Huh?" I replied dumbfounded.

" I said, I don't want you accepting lunch or dinner, heck not even breakfast, from other guys." He said in a serious and determined tone.

" Um I'm sorry what?" I asked looking up at him.

"You heard me." He replied with a smirk.

"And why not ?" I asked getting slightly annoyed.

"Because I said so, and you're mine." He replied bluntly, without any sign that he was kidding.

"Ok newsflash buddy, I am human, not an object you can own. And let go of me!" I slightly struggled in his arms causing him to hold me tighter.

"Oh I'm aware that you're human, but you can't deny the fact that you are mine, and that you're attracted to me. Can you ?" He asked, not breaking the eye contact.

"W-well, see what had happened was... oh forget it." Without thinking twice, one of my hands lifted from his chest, and landed harshly across his face, leaving a lot slap to resonate across the walls, he instantly let go of me, and for the second time tat day, I dashed out of his office, and to my desk, to start the tasks left by my sizzling hot boss.

When I reached my desk, I thought over what he said about me not being in denial about me being attracted to him, and that he owned me, and it's true, I can't deny the fact that he's attractive, and I wouldn't mind being his. I mean who would ?

He's Damien Reaves for heaven's sake!

But at the end of the day, he is a player. I cant risk letting my attractions cloud my judgement, and blindly walk into a trap that could cause me to get hurt in the end, and I cannot jeopardize my job, because I need it, and I have to make sure that anything between us doesn't further more than just boss and secretary bussiness.

Nothing more nothing less.

No steamy office romances, or sensual office fantasies. This is not a story with happy ever after, this is the real world.

A relationship with Damien Reaves was a no-no.

And that's that.