Chapter Fifteen

"What did you say?"

I'm never going to repeat those words again, for the love of God. Around me, nobody is saving."Say those words once more." I fell into my seat as he spoke in a loud whisper. As he approaches, he makes a tight fist and grabs me by the hair.

"What are you doing, Ahh?" I was terribly hurt by his grip.

"Say it again."

"The girl, I don't know her name; you fucked her in office, and now you proved it because she's with you in Paris." His grip steadily erodes as a result of my words and the tears that are streaming from my eyes.

"I didn't ever touch her." Why does he tell me this? He gently wipes away my tears with his thumbs. Now, there is a heavy sensation in the air. Emotions were altered by horror.

"You believe.."

"Everyone believes."

"I have no regard for anyone. You matter to me. When I woke up and you weren't there, I simply became angry. You experience panic attacks." He is the source of the words. He feels my pressure. I suddenly feel so vulnerable. He is aware of my primary secret. How?

"Ro..."

"I've got to go." The door is locked, despite my attempts to open it. I tried again and punched the window out of frustration.

"You're running once more." I continue trying that silly lock while ignoring his advice. The breath went from chilly to harsh. What if he is aware?

"Rose, it's locked."

"I said it was locked. Why won't you pay attention to me?" Again, disregard. I repeatedly punched his window out of frustration. I'm unable to breathe here.

"Rose! See me." I really need to breathe. He then knows everybody.

Jessie

Laura

"Fuck! Wait." I yanked open the door in response to a voice. I'm unsure of what to do. I move quickly.

"Rose, listen to me; you need to stop; it's not good for you." I can't. I just keep walking while still breathing excessively. What if my secret was discovered? He will either despise me or adore me sympathetically.

"Go away from me." I once again begin to flee from him. His steps don't stop. In the rain, the shudder intensifies. I feel like I'm slipping more and more as the rain gets heavier.

"For goodness sake!" He drags me into the pitch-black street and circles my waist before pushing me up against the wall. He pins me with his body while exhaling heavily and becoming drenched. We are both drenched to the bone.

"Just once, for fuck's sake, pay attention to me."

"G.. go.. a..a."

"Exhale with me." What? We kept looking at each other's faces. When his lips touch mine, my confusion about what he is saying disappears.

I stand perplexed by a sudden movement. He's kissing me even though nobody ever tries to touch me. I stood there for a brief while, both fists clenched tightly around a piece of cloth, unable to comprehend what had just happened. As soon as his lips begin to move, he begins to kiss. My lips are attempting to be opened by the warm, soft lips.

"Inhale into me." Once more, I was perplexed, but as soon as I opened my mouth to speak, he breathed into me. I get what he's saying, I think. He continued to give little breaths as he pushed, till my entire body became hot. My body began to heat up, like he was giving it to me. When my tongue contacted him, he moaned, and now we are lost.

"Fuck! Kiss me, darn it." My legs were grabbed by his hands, which slightly raised me. We kiss, going from tender to wild. Rain mingles with the noise emerging from our mouths. He is devouring me.

"Ronald, if you would..."

"I... I can't help but continue." I get edgy from the raucous sounds and harsh breath. I'm enamored with him because of his rough breath and sensual noises. I pull him in for a better kiss by enclosing my arms around his neck. When we ran out of breath, we met. When he trails kisses on my neck, my hand is clenched around his hair.

Ups and downs

"I'm simply wanting this time. I was really missing you, baby." The first time, I found it difficult or impossible to quit. What is that sensation? My legs are so frail that they can't support my weight. Something different is the combination of heat and moisture between my legs.

"Your lips are nice."

"Hey, go get a room." I came into the real world with a voice. What am I doing while we're on the street? Embracing Ronald? Oh my God, how did I get so dull? I can see the person in front of me. How? I'm bad at this. After touching me, he's now... I pushed him a lot.

"Rose.."

"Don't! Don't..."

"Hear me out."

"Mr. Ronald, I believe we should maintain a professional demeanor." He watches me in disbelief and laughs loudly.

"Now that you want things done properly, When you gave me a kiss back, where was your professionalism?" Having no idea what to do, I choose to remain silent. Yes, I gave him a kiss in return, which was a bad idea.

Declare something.

"Well, I'm not one of your workers who is drawn to his boss, I guess." I don't intend to hurt him, but we should keep our distance from one another. He retreats a few paces and shakes his head.

"Fine! I'll demonstrate professionalism for you if you want us to act professionally. Miss Rose arrives at the office before dawn." He abandoned me outside in the rain.

He was already in the office the following morning when I arrived at work, furious with everyone. He's barking and shouting for coffee. I can't help but think about him all night. I can still feel his touch. My body was heavily touched by him. Every meal or beverage I consume has the taste of warm lips mingled in.

"Miss Rose, I requested a coffee from you. What occurred still affects how I feel." I covered my flush by blinking quickly and giving him coffee.

"You are doing well. I refer to covering up the blush. However, I can't help but think of you all night. I did what, do you know?"

"What are you saying?"

"When I was thinking of you, I touched myself. The spot you touched is still warm here. The lips are what I want most of all. I kept coming back." Oh my God, he's luring me once more. Stop imagining what he's talking about. Stop thinking about it.

"Gotcha."

"What..? "

"You're just making that up. My real experience."

"Stop! Please."

"Mr. Ronald, you asked for me." The girl entered without her knowing it as the door suddenly burst open. How could she? She must be unaware that it is the boss's office.

"Ah... Miss Karla, please come." She noticed us coming and opened her mouth. I quickly moved backward. Ronald moves and sits peacefully in his chair.

"Well, I understand you're a rumor mill. Could you please tell everyone what you said about me?" She then noticed me, Ronald. God, what's going on? I never anticipated the conversation to happen right now.

"I, Mr. Ronald... I just said, "

"Shut up and say what you mean clearly." When he raised his voice, we both jumped. Everyone claims that when he is about to lose patience, he barks at everyone.

"You fucked me in the office, instructed me to follow you, and then..." Bitch is intelligent.

"I want to ask you something directly. Are you able to please me if we fuck?" On the floor, my jaw fell open. He desires to fuck her. Of course, I don't care.

"Mr. Ronald, I apologize."

"Is it true?"

"Yes."

Bitch recognizes her desire for it. He furrows his brows and gets to his feet. He begins unbuttoning his shirt after taking off his coat. The initial button turns on.

"Why are you doing that?"

"Let's get ready for bed. Please do this to satisfy me." She is so startled, and I believe dread is washing across her features.

"Sir, I'm sorry." I'm just observing what the hell just happened. His tiny chest view appeared as the second button opened. My thoughts begin to wander back to our kiss from last night. Avoid going there. Once more, we locked eyes, and the third button was pressed. I had trouble breathing.

"I'm really sorry, please."

"You ought to. There has never been anyone on this earth. You recognize the girl that way." He points directly at me, and I feel my earth tremble or weaken. She looks at me and nods.

"Miss Rose, I agree. I kissed her last night—or rather, we kissed—and I've never felt such intense anguish. You are aware of the suffering I'm referring to." I feel quite warm, and my back is beginning to perspire. I blush when he talks. The girl's large eyes are fixed on mine as I shake my head in disbelief.

"Yeah, sir." I didn't like her response, but he liked it.

"I experienced both agony and pleasure at her one touch. What if she fucks me?" I am now deceased. Why does he speak to her in that manner? He wants all of the staff to be aware of us. For the first time in my life, I have a severe desire for air. It takes more than my heartbeat to keep me standing here.

"Mr. Ronald.."

"She's the one I want to fuck, and she's only capable of satisfying me, another wise no one." He speaks.

"What if I..."

"Reach out to me, or you're leaving the country." He thudded a piece of paper in front of her.

"What is that?"

"Your letter of resignation is out of my office at this time."