Tempted by My Boss

HAILEY

Hailey fidgeted with her skirt.

“Sir, what I meant by that… It’s sort of like slang, you know? Like, ‘What’s up, buttercup?’ But in this case, it’s, ‘How you doing, ass’…”

She couldn’t finish her statement.

He looked at her bemused.

“Well, Hailey”—he leaned in, putting both his arms on the opposite side of her chair and whispering in her ear—“I hope you are ready for the ride this asshole is about to take you on.

“I look forward to every single moment.” His breath tickled her neck and ears. He then leaned back once more to his normal stance.

The look in his eyes made her feel as if he had undressed her at that moment.

Violated didn’t begin to describe how she felt.

“So I got the job?” she stammered a bit.

“Oh, you got the job, all right, but you will work for it.”

Clara came in once more and looked at the exchange weirdly.

Was that jealousy I saw in her eyes?

“Valerian, they are expecting you.”

Is it me or did her voice become sultry, and why was she looking at me like that?

Like she wanted to kill me?

If only she knew that Hailey didn’t like that asshole.

As if he was reading her mind, he clenched her jaw and lifted it up so their eyes met. In a low tone, he said, “I guess I will be seeing you tomorrow,” and his gaze dropped to her breasts.

Emotions weren’t her forte, so she didn’t bother blushing because she was used to it. But this man in front of her should also know he would be getting nothing from her—she was determined.

His eyes also had a determination. He stood, straightened his sleeve, and left.

***

Hailey woke up the next morning and dragged herself to the shower. After she was done bathing, she pulled out a white blouse, a black skirt, and some decent heels to match the whole look.

After eating some breakfast quickly, she was off to work.

She got to work and found one of the other assistants, Maggie. Hailey greeted her and asked her where to go.

“You can go into his office,” Maggie replied.

Hailey entered Valerian’s office, hoping that he wasn’t there, but he was. He was standing and facing out the window.

Hailey put on a confident stance that she was pretty sure she had overdone because she had said in a too loud voice, “MORNING, SIR!”

Well, this is humiliating.

“Well, somebody is a tad too excited.” His voice was low and husky, but he still did not turn around.

He carried on speaking. “I like it black.”

Hailey was confused as to what he meant. “Sorry, sir?”

“I said I like it black,” he repeated himself.

“I don’t quite understand, sir?”

“Wow, you’re fucking slow too. I want my coffee black,” he said slowly. “And be fast.”

“Yes, sir,” she responded.

She went out, muttering under her breath, “Do I look like his coffee girl? I came to work not to be listening to that asshole’s bullshit and how am I supposed to know that he likes his coffee black?”

Hailey was fuming. She had lived on the East Coast all her life, so when she moved here to Middleton, it was all new to her.

She went around to different rooms—this place was too huge for her liking.

She had done so many twists and turns and was more lost than ever. I should have just asked at the front desk where the kitchen was.

Fifteen minutes later, she had finally found the coffee station. After making the coffee, she took multiple sachets of sugar as she didn’t know how many sugars he put in his coffee.

Hailey went back this time without getting lost. When she opened the door to his office, she put the coffee on his table.

“Your coffee is ready, sir.”

He looked up from his work and replied, “I don’t want it anymore.”

Hailey was so done at his words. After all the trouble I had gone through to get this son of a bitch coffee, he had the nerve to refuse it! She wanted to shove it down his throat.

“Why are you looking at me like that, Hailey?” Valerian said with a smug look on his face.

She quickly changed her facial expression and took the coffee from his table. She resisted the urge to throw it in his face.

She turned around stiffly and went back with it to the kitchen. Hailey couldn’t even drink it as she didn’t drink coffee at all.

VALERIAN

Valerian wanted to laugh at her facial expression. She looked as if she wanted to pounce at him. How thrilling it had been.

She was probably cussing him out in her head.

He enjoyed her backside view. Her ass was quite a view. How long would it be before he could grip it? Not long when he went all out.

She better be ready. Cause he was.