CHAPTER SEVEN
1062 Words
A BUTT LOAD OF AWKWARDNESS
CLEO'S POV
The shrill sound of the telephone beside my bed caused my eyes to fling open and the jerky motion I made because of fear, caused me to fall from the huge bed with a loud thud.
My hair was all over the place and it loosely fell all over my face. I sighed angrily and puffed air from my mouth so that I could get my loose strands out of my face.
I begrudgingly picked up the phone and placed it over my ear,
"Get here this instant." I heard his controlling voice over the phone and I felt my blood boil in anger.
It’s been three days and so far, I am convinced that my boss is the worst person to ever walk the earth. He is insufferable and complains about literally everything.
I was just about to sleep when he summoned me once again to come assist him out of his wheelchair. The sun hasn't even risen but I have gotten out of bed more than three times in a few hours till morning because of.....
"Hold your breath, Cleo." I tried to remain calm.
I walked lazily to his room. I am both embarrassed and flustered, his sharp gaze through the mask was making me feel winded.
"Why does he always put this hideous mask on?" I thought within myself as I watched him closely.
"I don't know why you need me to help you out of this wheelchair when you can do it yourself. Besides, you've been doing it for the last few days." I muttered underneath my breath but it was loud enough for him to hear what I said.
He was just so annoyingly lazy and insufferable.
He scoffed and looked at her intently through his masks, "Well, I want you to do it and don't ever question me or my orders. It is what I want you to do that you'll do, no questions asked. And I hate it when you grumble, you sound horrible. Go on and help me out."
As I walked over to help him, his body felt so hot against mine. I bit my lower lip because of how awkward the whole situation felt. He draped his arm over my shoulders and I felt her cheeks grow hot like a heated water that has been left unattended over a heater as I wrap my arms around his thin waist and hold some of his weight.
"Oh goddess, I hope he doesn't think I am blushing." I prayed silently.
My heart was racing more than a hundred kilometers per hour. I could not deny that he smelt so nice and yet so familiar but I couldn’t really put my finger on it. Once again, I shook the thought out of my mind that I may have perceived his scent once somewhere before.
Once I had carried him up and placed him on his huge king sized bed it struck a chord in me to ask,
"Are you...ever going to take that mask off?"
"Don't ask me dumb questions." He cut in flatly
I sighed and turned to leave when he called me, "Audrey."
That was obviously not my name but I had no choice but to lie about it to save myself.
I shut my eyes and clench my fists on either of my sides, then I turn stiffly to look at him,
"Yes boss?"
I said a glint in his eyes like he was enjoying what was happening.
"Come and take off my shirt."
"What! Is this a joke?" I thought angrily as I stared unbelievable at him.
I felt so flustered. Why was he doing this to me? His fingers work just fine. He can easily do it himself so why bother me?
Nevertheless, I strode dutifully towards him to do as he instructed. I gingerly climbed on top of the bed and lowered myself to kneel beside him.
My hands kept shaking as I began to unbutton his shirt, one by one. I have never been more traumatized in my life. The whole situation just felt very embarrassing. And it only grew when I heard him chuckle lightly,
He was enjoying every bit of my embarrassment.
My shaky fingers kept brushing his broad, slightly hairy chest and wonderfully toned abs.
It was such a pity that he was stuck to that chair. I could only imagine the flock of she-wolves he would have at his beck and call.
I kept feeling sparks through my fingers with each stroke. As I slowly advanced to the buttons on the lower part of his stomach, my nervousness increased.
I don't know why the air felt so tense. My hands freezed and I gasped when I felt his hands over mine.
I looked over at him and it kind of hurt that I could not see what he looked like underneath that mask. I could tell that he would be very handsome.
He slowly sat up and his face came so close to mine that I felt breathless in that instance. His scent, a rich mix of wood and mint, filled my nostrils and I found myself being pulled into its blissfulness. My heart kept pushing against my ribs and I felt like it might actually jerk out.
As soon as he was a few inches away from my face, he opened his mouth and muttered, "Do it faster."
I blinked many times and bit my lips. My cheeks burned with embarrassment and I wished the ground could just open up and swallow me whole.
"I'm so... sorry." I stuttered as I sped through the whole process while he lowered himself gently back on the bed.
Once I was done, I came down from the bed.
"You may leave." He ordered.
I bowed down slightly and practically fled from his room.
I didn't stop walking fast, neither did I dare to look over my shoulder as I made my way to my room. I got inside and shut the door tightly and slid down behind it.
I let out an air I didn't know I had been holding.
"Stupid, stupid, stupid." I muttered to myself while using my palm to slap my head.
"What just happened?"
I don't think I can stay here anymore with how embarrassed I am.
How can I possibly face him again?
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