The love of a Mr. CEO

After lunch was over, I walk back to the elevators with a smile on my face. All I had was the muffin Connor bought me and a bottled water. Walking into the office without knocking, I look up to see Mr. Stone talking to blondie. I walk past them to my desk but not before she shoots me a glare which I return with a smile to anger her. Sitting down, I begin to analyze the profits but find myself listening to there conversation.

“Why can’t I be your assistant again? I’m way better than your new one” she exclaims shooting me another glare. Rolling my eyes I look back down and pretend to keep working while listening.

“You should be glad I didn’t fire you for what you did Melissa.” Mr. Stone replies with a hint of anger.

“Accidents happen” she says not seeming sorry at all.

“You spilled coffee on Mr. Johnson, the head of the second biggest company in America! I’m not making you my assistant now or ever. You’re lucky he didn’t press charges.” Mr. Stone shouts slightly red in the face.

“I hope you reconsider” she purrs, running her finger up and down his arm. Snorting, they both shoot me a look to which I respond by shrugging.

“Goodbye Melissa” Mr. Stone replies effectively ending the conversation. With a huff and a glare in my direction, she flips her hair before strutting out of the room.

“Did she really spill coffee on Mr. Johnson?” I ask him curiously. Looking at me, he nods before focusing back on his paperwork. I take that as my cue to continue working and all that is heard in the silence is the scribbling of pens.

A few hours later, I smile at the graph that I completed very proud of my work. Standing up, I walk over to give it to Mr. Stone. Our hands slightly brushed causing me to jerk mine back and cradle it to my chest still feeling the heat from where he touched me. Looking up, I watch him glance over the graph before he sets it down and stands up. He stalks towards me before stopping right in front of me. His woodsy cologne assaults my nose and I refrain from taking a whiff. He reaches out and caresses my face causing me to blush and look down. An intense silence washes over us before it is broken by his husky voice.

“What are you doing to me?” He whispers to himself not taking his eyes off me. Blushing even harder, I step out of his embrace knowing fully well that if I stayed, I might’ve done something I’d regret later. Walking back over to my desk, I lean forward to grab my purse before turning around. My eyes connect to his golden orbs swirling with lust and a slight smirk on his handsome face.This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

“Am I dismissed for the day Mr. Stone?” I ask wanting to get out of there as quickly as possible. He snaps out of his daze before replying.

“Yes Ms. Winters, you are free to go. I need you to be ready bright and early tomorrow for another meeting at another industry I’d like to work with. I’ll pick you up at around 7:30am and we’ll head over together. Bring your notepad and dress nicely, first impressions always count.” He says making sure I caught every word.

“Alright, I’ll see you then Mr. Stone” I respond before smiling and walking towards the door. I feel his eyes follow my every move as I exit causing me to increase my pace.

Making it down to the lobby I make sure to bid Connor goodbye before running to my car and starting the engine. Entering my apartment, I kick my heels off before running to the kitchen to make some dinner. Getting a pot out, I fill it up with water to start boiling some pasta. For sauce, I decide on a simple lemon and herb vinaigrette not wanting to eat something too heavy. Getting out a plate, I serve myself some pasta and grab a coke from the fridge before setting my dinner down in the living room. I quickly run up to my room and strip down from my work clothes and settle on wearing an oversized shirt and some shorts. Walking to the bathroom, I put my hair up before washing the make up off my face.

Running back downstairs, I grab a blanket before sitting on my couch to eat my dinner while watching a couple episodes of Friends. Two hours later, I decide to call it a night knowing I had to get up extra early tomorrow. Putting my dishes in the sink, I run up the stairs to my room making sure to jump on my bed like a child. As soon as my head hit the pillow, I was welcomed by a dreamless slumber.

I woke up at 6:30 to get ready for today’s meeting. Jumping into the shower, I quickly wash my hair and body before getting out to brush my teeth. Walking into the closet, I grab a pair of black lace undergarments and put them on before walking to my vanity to blow dry my hair. Deciding on doing a slicked back ponytail, I gather my hair at the top of my head before securing it with a black hair tie. For make up, I go with some black eyeliner, mascara and a bold red lip, feeling a little daring. Walking back into my closet, I pick out a sheer white blouse and a pencil skirt with a slit on the side of it. I also grab a white tank top not wanting to flash anyone during the meeting.

Grabbing my heels, I walk downstairs to make myself an iced coffee before sitting down on a stool. Sipping on my cold, mouthwatering beverage, I hear my phone ring and pick it up without looking at the caller ID.

“Pinky’s porno palace, what’s your pleasure?” I answer with a joyful voice. The line remains silent before I hear a bark of laughter. Smirking I check to see who’s calling to see Ivan Stone across the screen. Shit…

“Uhhh, I’ll be right down?” I respond before hanging up and putting my heels on. Walking out my door I lock it behind me scolding myself as I walk down the stairs.

“Amelia Winters, you’re officially an idiot” I whisper to myself still surprised I said that. Walking outside I see a limo, and automatically assume it’s Mr. Stone. Opening the door, I slide in keeping my gaze on the ground. I shut the door behind me before sighing as the chauffeur pulls off the curb. The awkward silence is finally broken by Mr. Stone.

“So pinky’s palace huh?” He questions me with a smirk. Slightly annoyed, I feel the need to wipe that stupid smirk off his face.

“Shut up you big oaf” I reply not having anything better to say. He snorts before continuing

“I guess the quiet ones are always the wildest” he says winking which causes my heart to flutter.

“You never plan a murder out loud now do you?” I bite back but all he does is chuckle at my response.

“I’m shaking with fear, someone please save me!” He exclaims in a girlish voice causing me to giggle. Shaking my head, I turn to gaze out the window at the scenery that passed by in a blur. A comfortable silence washes over us for the remainder of the ride as we were both lost in our thoughts.

We finally arrived at a huge building almost as big as Stone Industry. I didn’t see the opened door with the outstretched hand waiting for me to take it. Slightly blushing, I grab Mr. Stone’s hand and step out of the car with a small thank you. We walk into the lobby together, quickly being greeted by the receptionist.

“Welcome to Miller Industry, can I get a name and possibly a number” the receptionist purred pulling down her shirt a bit. Annoyed, I huff and look up to see Mr. Stone already looking at me with a smirk.

“Ivan Stone, I’m here to meet with Mr. Miller.” He says back adding a wink at the end. With a giggle the receptionist gave us directions before slipping Mr. Stone a piece of paper. Rolling my eyes, I start walking to the meeting room without waiting for my boss. Seeing him flirt with another women made my blood boil and I wanted nothing more than to show her who he belonged to. Then again we weren’t together and therefore I was in no position to be jealous. Before I got to the meeting room, I felt a hand grab my forearm making me halt in my steps. Turning around, I was met with the eyes that constantly stared into my soul and erupted flutters in my stomach.