I spent all night going over what happened with Kenzo. He told me he was single. I told him I was single. He started to undress in front of me. I put my hands on him, and then said all of that stuff about my mom.

Ugh!

Why would I overshare like that? Sure, Kenzo asked me questons, but I offered up the information to begin with. I shouldn't have done that. I probably sounded like a total loser with mommy issues.

Why did I even put my hands on him in the first place? That was so bold of me. I'm not even a bold person. Yet, there I was, with my hands all over my boss's.. amazing. perfetly chizzled.. body.

Oh man. What am I going to do? I can't keep crushing on my boss like this.

Who does Kenzo Suzuki think he is anyways? Getting undressed in front of me. Being interested in my life. And then trying to kiss me like that. What a tool.

That bastard only wants to get in my pants. Kenzo only made me his secretary because he thinks I'm easy. He just wants to sleep with me. That's all.

Well, I hate to break it to you Mr. Suzuki, but I am not easy. I need to set Kenzo straight. I'm not sure if I have the balls to confront him like that.

I'll just keep my distance from him as much as I can. Keep it strictly buisness. No being alone with him at all. I can do that.

And that is exactly what I did. Over the next few days, I did everything I could not to be alone with Kenzo. It worked for the most part, and I didn't even have to try that hard.

Mr. Suzuki is so busy with his job, that it made avoiding being alone with him easy. His days are filled with all kinds of meetings. When Kenzo isn't in a meeting, he is either in his office catching up on paperwork that is constantly being dropped off on my desk. Or he is with Beck, talking about... whatever it is they talk about.

I still keep up on doing the best I can. I organize paperwork, get Mr. Suzuki coffee, and call ahead of his meetings to give him a run down. Kenzo seems pleased with my work, which makes me happy. More than I will ever admit to him.

It's late in the evenings that things always get weird. There is still a mountain of paperwork for Kenzo to go over. I still didn't feel comfortable leaving him to finish all of it. So, I stayed long enough to explain how I organized the paperwork, then I would make an excuse to leave.

I feel really bad for not staying to help Kenzo out, but.. That jerk deserves it. He only wants to fvck me. I can't forget about that.

Part of me feels like maybe I should call Kenzo out on his intentions. Set him straight that I will never fvck him. But I just cant.

Sometimes I try to. When I get an opening to say what I want to him. I take a deep breath... and then chicken out before I even open my mouth.

I'm pathetic honestly. I've never been good at confrontations, but it's a bit different with Kenzo. I don't want to displease him. I don't want to make him angry.

Even though I feel like he deserves it.

Today is Friday though. All I have to do, is get through today. Then I have the weekend to relax.

"Opal."

My body went rigid at the sound of that deep voice. I turned in my chair to see Kenzo standing in his doorway. Those deep black eyes are boring into me. Like usual. "Y-yes sir?" I asked.

"I need you to work tomorrow. Just for a little bit. I have an important meeting that isn't on the schedule. It's with a company that we want to get a contract with. They prefer their privacy, which is why we are doing it on a Saturday.

Beck will be here as well, along with his secretary. I want you here as well. Is that going to be a problem? I know it's last minute." Kenzo said.

He seems genuinely apologetic about asking me so last minute. I would even bet that if I declined he wouldn't have an issue at all. Kenzo Suzuki is nothing like what I would have expected from a CEO.

"Uh, sure. I can do that." I said

Kenzo gave me a nod.

"Be here by 10 am. It's going to be a lunch meeting here."

He told me.

I gave him a nod of my own, and then he disappeared into his office. I turned back to my computer screen. Literally a second later my cell phone rang. I pulled it out to see that it's Marc. "Hey, what's up?" I answered.

"Uh, at your place with Kendra. Where the hell are you at?" He asked.

Oh s**t. I completely forgot that we were having a movie night tonight. It's already past 7.

"Uh, I'm still at work. I completely forgot. Use my spare key.

I'll be there shortly." I told him.

"Already inside, and raiding your fridge." Marc replied.

I rolled my eyes.

"Of course you did." I mumbled.

"I can't believe you're still at work-"

"Opal, Beck should be here any moment." Kenzo said interrupting my call.

Once he noticed I'm on the phone he cut himself off.

"Uh, Marc I gotta go. I'll be home soon." I said

Then I ended the call, and set my phone on my desk

"S-sorry Mr. Suzuki." I said

Kenzo narrowed his eyes at me.

"Was that a personal call?" He asked

"Uhm, y-yes." I replied.

Kenzo walked over to my desk. His eyes flickered down to my phone. Is he angry?

"No personal calls while you're on the clock." He told me.

I frowned.

"But-"

"No arguments. Do I have to confiscate your cell phone every day?" He asked.

My jaw dropped. What am I? A fartig child?

"It was just one call." I argued.

Kenzo's angry black eyes snapped to me. I gulped under his gaze. He leaned down, making me lean back in my chair.

Oh no, he's getting too close again.

"You are only allowed to speak with family while you are working." He ordered.

"B-but.. What about my friends?" I asked

Kenzo's jaw tensed.

"They can wait. Along with boyfriends." He stated

"Boyfriends?" I asked confused.

Does he think that Marc is my boyfriend? Didn't I just tell him that I'm single? Does Kenzo really think I jumped into a relationship in the last three days?

"f**k buddies. Friends with benefits. Whatever the situation is. End it." He orderd

"End it?" I asked.

What am I ending exactly?

"You told me you were single." Kenzo stated ignoring my confusion.

"H am." I said.

"Like I said, whatever the situation is.. End. It." He ordered.

I stared into Kenzo's intense black eyes.

"I have no idea what you mean." I said honestly.

That didn't seem to lessen Kenzos anger.

"My, my, what do we have here?"

My head snapped to the new voice. Beck is standing in the doorway of my office. A wide smile is spread across his face showing those adorable dimples. Kenzo didn't turn to acknowlegde him at all. "Are you going home to another guy?" Kenzo asked gathering my attention again.

"Uhm.. I guess." I answered.

"Uht oh. That was the wrong answer Opal." Beck teased.

My eyes snapped to his.

"Huh?" I asked confused

Beck walked up behind Kenzo. Who is still in my face as I lean as far back as I can in my chair. I can feel Kenzos body heat rolling off of him.

"Let's punish her." Beck suggested.

"P-punish?" I squeaked out.

Beck smirked at me, but Kenzo still looks pissed off.

"Does Marc punish you Opal?" Kenzo asked.

"!.. don't know what that means." I whispered. "He. doesn't hit me, or anything." I said awkwardly.

Are they about to hit me?

Beck snickered behind Kenzo.

"What exactly does Marc do to you Opal?" Beck asked.

Kenzo gripped the arm rests of my chair so hard, I thought he'd break them. I'm not really sure what either of them are saying exactly. I am smart enough to guess that this is something s*exual though. Which is only making me angry. I glared up at Beck, before turning my glare to Kenzo.

"Whatever happens in my personal life is my business." I stated.

I shoved Kenzo's chest making him back up into Beck. grabbed my bag, and my cell phone. I'm absolutely fuming as I stand up, ready to leave.

I turned to face the two men.

"All you two think about is s*! That's all anyone at this company thinks about! I don't understand what your problem is, or what exactly it is you two are into.. but leave me out of it."

With that, I marched out of the building.

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