Chapter 22
Melissa
From my purse, I pulled out my phone and glanced at the picture I managed to take of Marcus while he was receiving his award.
I know for a fact that blogs and magazines would have his pictures on front covers but I needed something original. Something that would mark it in my memory that on this day, I was there.
I glance at the picture, focusing longer on his abs. His clothes couldn’t even hide the fact he was a very large presence of body mass and attractiveness.
I waited for the elevator to ding since I took a different entrance. I scoffed at how long it was taking but all I could think of was Marcus‘ compliment.
I wish I had been fast enough to record that sentence but who would have thought Marcus was going to call me beautiful?
A small smile crept on my face and I fought back the redness on my cheeks.
“Here we go,” I blurted and reached the door. I opened the door thinking of everything I had to do tonight. I walked inside and again, I perceived his cologne. This Is not how I intend to spend the rest of my night.
“How did you get in?” I asked Ian. His face beamed with a smile when he raised his head to me. His shirt was pulled up halfway to reveal the deep V in his waist and his endless stack of abs.
He was tying a towel and his wet hair was hanging around his shoulders. Ian obviously took after his father in looking so fucking hot but that wasn’t the point.
I closed the door behind me waiting for some sort of explanation. Hell, I needed an answer.
“Hi, baby.”
He used the face towel in his hand to wipe his face and when he turned sideways, his sharp jawline was in full display.
I swallowed hard.
“What do you mean by how did I get in?” his brow was now arched. “You don’t even look excited to see me.”
“It’s not that, Ian–you scared me. I wasn’t expecting you to be here.”
“The look on your face isn’t even showing an iota of shock.” He dropped the towel on the bed. “I used the spare key. And since we’re doing a little question and answer, how about you explain where you’re coming from?”
My scowl deepened. What was he trying to do?
“I am not trying to be a control freak, Melissa but I fucking need an answer.”
Ian was getting pissed and so was I. Does he think he could fuck around and still have the guts to act like there was nothing happening?
“Answer me.”
“What the hell do you want to know?” I asked raising my voice at him. “Tell me, what do you want to know, huh?”
“Where you’re coming from dressed like this. You didn’t even take my calls or respond to my texts.”
“That’s because I didn’t see any of those.”
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“That doesn’t answer my question.”
I shut my eyes for a second. “I have a headache, Ian. I can’t do this with you right now.” How on earth was I supposed to answer his damn questions?
“We need to talk about this right now and here. I don’t mind staying over if that’s what it would take to discuss this.”
I frowned at his statement. I also did not want him over. Wasn’t it obvious I didn’t want that? I puffed out air and took a moment to think. Ian is such a persistent fellow and I didn’t have any strength in me to argue with him.
I scrunched my nose up and swallowed hard, trying to contain my own emotions. “Work. It was a work duty?”
Whatever expression he was wearing became worse.
“What work?” he asked with disbelief. “Are
you now a whore?”
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“What the hell?” I asked back. “What did you just call me?”
He exhaled audibly. “That came out wrongly, I’m sorry but you know exactly what I mean.”
“No I don’t but if there’s anything I know it’s that you have to leave my house. Get dressed and leave.”
“Melissa.”
“Don’t even call my name. What did you think a secretary does or you think your father only wakes up morning to go to the company? Hell, you’re even more dull than I thought. I double as a personal Assistant which means I get to work even when it’s not convenient.”
“I shouldn’t have said that, I’m sorry.”
“Lock the door behind you.” I tossed my bag to the couch when I said that and walked past him. He yanked my arms before I could walk away. “Wait, Melissa.”
Because of the grip he had on me, I paused. I couldn’t afford to struggle out of his arm and get injured. “I’m really sorry and I’ll never say that again. I just—I just lost it for a moment.”
“Because I didn’t take or respond the your texts that I didn’t see?”
“It just felt strange and when I came in and you weren’t home? I felt a sudden way.”
“Like I’m cheating on you?”
“No, I didn’t say that. Melissa, I just want you to know that I can’t think straight with these thoughts. It’s really not my fault, babe.”
“Then it’s my fault that you’re jealous and you can’t fucking think before talking?”
“No.”
“Good. Now leave, I guess that’s sorted out.”
He shook his head. “No–I don’t want you going to bed mad at me.”
“Then you probably want me to stay up all night feeling the exact way.”
“You know that’s not what I want. I don’t want you mad at me at all. I made a mistake saying that but it’s ‘cause I was jealous.”
“Jealous of what? That I’m working for your father? Damn it, I need to understand you.”
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and it
felt
good
felt to know he this way already.
It is just a
matter
of time before
he finds out
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was
gets a heart
attack.
“What do you want?“) I asked him.
“Some time. That’s all, Melissa. I feel like we’re drifting and I don’t want that. I just secured. I know you’re not cheating on me and you’d never.”
want
to be
around you enough to feel
What makes you so
sure?
