The Better Woman and Her Boss.

Scandalous playboy..

Jack Worth’s POV

I hadn’t lied to her, speaking to her had made me feel better.

Earlier after having s*x with Bella, I’d been left feeling rejected not satisfied.

Was it wrong to want more then s*x? I didn’t think so, I’d been the playboy so long, maybe I’d just missed my chance.

That was what I’d been thinking and feeling whilst driving aimlessly around the city, choosing to drown my sorrows, had lead me to the answer I needed.

It wasn’t too late because I wasn’t alone feeling this way, I still had time to find someone to share my life with.

I felt low though now for a different reason, this woman wasn’t asking for money because she was greedy but because she needed it.

I didn’t know what had put her in such a position, it wasn’t my place to ask.. yet, but before I could change my mind I transferred her requested weekend’s pay.

I closed my eyes, as I stopped beside my car, I see her teasing green eyes sparkle as she talks, the way she tilts her head down to look up.

I feel my lips curl into a smile, she was different and I looked forward to our days ahead, wondering if she’d stay once the month was out… I hope she would.

Kate POV

Monday morning came around.

I was up and ready by 7am.

I texted Sam, she was already at work, so I caught a taxi to work.

I grabbed my coffee from the café and then made my way to the office.

On arrival everything seemed pretty much the same as last week, except the gossip twins stood near the elevator with some magazine in their hands.

As I got closer, I read a headlining article.

“Was one night really Worth it?”

I frowned, the girls giggled reading to each other as I passed them into the elevator, the jumped in too.

“The photographed woman claims to have slept with Mr Worth 4 times, but after their emotional differences choose to go their separate ways.” One reads.

“He has a 12inch gift! Which I’ll miss but I’m just not ready to settle down..” Said the other woman, they fall into a fit of giggles.

“Although we questioned credibility, they shared a selfie earlier in the evening that confirmed the story..” the first woman read again.

At that I peaked over their shoulder, sure enough, there was Mr worth in shirtless in the kitchen cooking, whilst the woman took the selfie.

I bit my lip as I stared, more so drooooled over Mr Worth’s exposed back, muscles rippled and toned, his skin flawless under the yellowed lighting.

The elevator pinged arrival, snapping me back to the present, I felt disappointed that they’d gone their separate ways but was it her choice or his? And when had this happened.

I exited the elevator after the woman, they went left to the office cubicles whilst I headed for Mr Worth’s office.

Jack Worth’s POV

“Geez Bella, that’s pretty f*****g rude…” I grumble to myself.

“What would you like to do sir?” Mr Wall interrupts, I look at his expectant expression.

“I wanted to put this playboy crap behind me, contact the magazine, offer them an exclusive.” I sigh, leaning on my fist.

“What’s the exclusive Mr Worth?” Mr Wall asks, I grimace.

“I don’t know yet, but I’ll think of something.” I replied tiredly, the door opens causing both Mr Wall and myself to look up.

It’s Kate and she looks red, like she’s been blushing this intrigues me.

“Good morning Miss Jenkins..” I say politely, her cheeks redden further.

“Good-Good morning Mr Worth, and Mr?” She pauses.

“Mr Wall, ma’am.” Mr Wall fills it, she smiles thanking him.

“Good morning Mr Wall.” She nods, walking around her desk.

“Are you ok this morning Miss Jenkins?” I ask, she seems flushed and shy today contrast to her usual confidence.

“I am thank you Mr Worth, I’ve had a busy morning is all.” She answers eyes averted, I watch for a moment before continuing my conversation with Mr Wall.

Kate POV

I’d entered Mr Worth’s office to find him speaking with another man, I’d struggled to keep my mind out of the gutter, since seeing that photo of him shirtless, he was very attractive but it seemed unfair that he had the body to match.

I frowned at my own curves that seemed a little to squishy, I needed to slow down on the cokes and take away food.

I had little time to think about that this morning the phone had been ringing off the hook, everyone wanted to know what Mr Worth was going to do about the playboy/heart breaker scandal.

I didn’t understand why it was such a big fuss, until I decided to do some research of my own.

“I’m goin out to grab some lunch, did you want to come?” Mr Worth asked catching me off guard.

“Oh ah no, I mean no thank you J-Jack, s**t, Mr Worth.” I bit my lip, hoping not to of upset him, he chuckles giving me a funny look before leaving.

I sighed in relief when the door swung open again, and Mr Worth’s head poked back in.

“Can I bring you something back? A coffee? a chicken and salad burger?” He asked, surprising me again.

“Ah yeah that’d be nice..” I said then added “Will it come out of my pay?” With a teasing voice, I sounded almost normal.

He raised his eyebrows.

“Haha no it will not..” Mr worth replied, a smirk on his lips.

“Good then, I’ll take a free lunch, I have my coffee that same way you do.” I replied, waving him off, I looked back at my computer screen.

“Hahah as you wish.” He said leaving a second time.

I didn’t waste a minute the second the door closed, I open a new tab, the search engine page flashed before me.

“Mr Worth…” I typed, pressing enter, hundreds of possibilities flash.

I backspaced and tried again.

“Jack Worth…Worth-It Industry’s..” I typed, pressing enter, the page refreshed.

Many headlines flashed, though one caught my eye dated 5 years earlier.

“Scandal of the Year! CEO caught with his pants down!” It reads, against better judgement I open the article.

“Jack Worth’s caught in his undies with a married woman, by his own Fiancée, Meryl Thompson.

Tempers flare as the couple of 3 years, break after only 2 month engagement!

The Married woman in question; Helen Mist, tells that it was one stupid night where alcohol got the better of both her and Mr Worth and is since stated she’s currently fighting a divorce filed by her husband and Mr Worth’s good friend, Dr. Josh Mist, in relations to the nights events.

The company Worth-It Industries is now under fire from the negative publicity, shares plummeted overnight, as the insurance business’s reliability worries investors.”

I sit back blinking, I saw Mr Worth in a new light, he slept with his friends wife, in doing so cheated on his Fiancée, I felt sick, all that talk Friday night felt shallow now.

No wonder the woman; Bella didn’t want more to do with him, she was worried he’d cheat, once a cheater always a cheater.

I closed the window hurriedly, not wanting to read more, I would keep our relationship as professional as possible.

But doesn’t mean that’d be an easy task.

The door opens as Mr Worth strides in, take away containers in one hand and coffee’s in the other.

His eyes sparkle as he smiles, my heart skips, yes he was a very well disguised play boy, but he had the looks and he knew it.