Chapter 65
Marcus
Unclenching my jaw, I dragged my foot across the foot mat. I stopped myself from saying anything else because I didn’t want to appear harsh.
It was nerving that she was trying to know me, to study me and figure me out. I don’t want that. She noticed the way my eyes crinkled at the corner and gave a small nod in understanding.
I’m sure as hell that she only gave a nod due to the atmosphere and not because she was actually giving up. Melissa Kane would never stop until she gets what she wants and I can’t let her get it.
I just want this–the thrilling sex and nothing more. I can’t let her get too close cause I’m scared that I may end up falling for her.
“Thomas will attend to your needs if you have any.”
Melissa’s delicate features twitched and she pouted her lips. She gave a nod and then I stepped aside. With that, I left the room and locked the door behind me.
I returned to my room, the only room with a security door. It was made of reinforced glass and had a keypad by the side. No one has the security code and my favorite feature is the fingerprint scanner.
I placed my hand on the scanner and pulled the door open. When the lock was released, I walked inside the room, and for a moment, I felt different.
The sparkling chandeliers, artworks and the plush velvet furniture were only occupying space while I felt so empty inside. From the other side, the floor–to–ceiling windows illuminated the beige paint.
It felt crazy to have all of this and still feel empty. Like there’s a longing for something that I can’t even place. I fell onto the king–sized bed and exhaled audibly.
I’m a sucker when it comes to cooking so I made sure to order something nice for Melissa. I made the coffee myself anyway cause no human would make milk and sugar and call it coffee but she would.
The way a smile tugged on her lips when she saw the tray lifted my cheeks too. I love the way she smiles whenever she’s pleased but I still hate the kind of fierceness she possesses whenever she’s pissed.
Imagine calling your Boss pathetic. Anyone affair, lan asked me not to.
would fire her ass that second but I can’t and it’s not just because we’re having an
He has refused not to tell me what happened but he says Melissa needs this job more now that she has graduated and I should promise to not sack her yet.
That’s also a plus to the fact that I like the thrill my secretary 24/7 but that was coming to an end too soon already.
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At some point I began thinking I made a big mistake to do her into my personal space. The same space I wouldn’t let Paul bring Joliet and the blonde to.
I shouldn’t even be comparing Melissa to them. She’s in no way like
and I don’t mean it offensively.
Talking of Paul, I suddenly shoved out my phone to text him. It’s been a while since we last spoke and I haven’t heard of his numerous stories about Joliet. Maybe he’s no longer feeling in love and whatever—
MARCUS: What’s up man? Still in love or you have time for a drink later?
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I definitely need a drink but I can’t afford to drink alone. It would be so much better to have the drink with him so I sent the text and waited for it to deliver.
I spent the next minutes on my bed scrolling through my newsfeed and keeping up with the latest updates in NY.
A thought crossed my mind. What if Melissa decides to tell someone about our forbidden relationship and then it gets to the press?
Hell, that would be messy as hell and I have never even thought of what it would do to my brand and all. I shut my eyes at the thought of the paparazzi stopping me to question me about an alleged affair with my employee. That would be a bit more presentable than an interviewer asking me if I’m fucking my son’s ex–girlfriend.
“Shit, that’s enough.”
I sat up and shook my head trying to get off the scenarios from my head. This won’t end well and I’m not even ready for the consequences. Maybe I should talk to Melissa about the importance of keeping this away from the public.
I stood up from my bed but just then, I heard the car start. “Shit
They’re leaving because I texted Thomas to take her home when she’s ready. She must be ready for her to be leaving and that made me swallow hard.
I stood up and walked to the window where I could get a clearer view of the car. Melissa was just entering the car and at that moment, she slammed the door close.
I could see through that action to know that she was pissed doing it but I didn’t want to think about it too much. Why would she be pissed?
I didn’t do anything wrong. All I did was to try to protect my delicate self from her and her damn questions.
I knew I needed to leave at that point when she was hell–bent on getting an answer from me and I left not because I couldn’t answer a common question but because I would have been unable to control myself around her.
She has seen me break down before. Just once and I don’t plan on making it an extra figure. My phone buzzed and I turned my attention back to the phone.
It was Paul’s text.
PAUL: Oh yeah for both. You?
“Asshole,” I blurted as I read the Cared to fall in love?
text. jerk but also, he was speaking from an angle of reality.
sca was being a
I am not just scared of falling, I’m scared of fall
