Chapter 15

KATE

I found Lisa on the couch, dressed to go out, and she gave me an investigative look. I tried to pretend that I hadn't just run out after my first day of work.

"Hi!"

I took big steps toward the kitchen.

"Hi! Is something wrong?"

"No. Why?"

"Because it looks like something happened."

"I'm just tired... that's all."

I sat at the table to make a sandwich after grabbing some stuff from the fridge.

"How was your first day?"

"Normal."

Normal was the one thing it hadn't been.

"And your boss? What's he like? Besides being incredibly sexy and hot, is he... nice?"

"He... He's... He's professional!"

"Professional?" She laughed. "Seriously, Kate? Professional? A guy like him—professional isn't the right word to describe him. He looked incredibly sexy in the photos."
At least someone was smarter than me and researched Ryan's face.

"He's my boss, Lisa." I rolled my eyes at her. You didn't consider that when you let him make you come, a few minutes ago. Damn.

"I'd love to have a boss like him," she said, smiling and biting her lip. I almost choked on my sandwich. Change the subject before you give yourself away, Kate.

"Are you going out?"

"Yes, but..."

"Where to?"

"I have a dinner. My dad is here. He insisted on coming to talk to the people from Carters about my job. I didn't think it was necessary, but he insisted. Speaking of which, I'm running late. I have to go. But you'll tell me more about your 'professional' boss later." Laughing, she came closer and kissed my forehead. "Bye. Maybe I'll go out after dinner."

"What a surprise! Bye! Don't do anything I wouldn't do."

"Sure. Like that's possible." She rolled her eyes.

I took a deep breath when she left. I needed rest, especially to forget what happened, even though it seemed impossible. Damn! I had just had an orgasm in my boss's office. I tried to remember anything in my life that could have been more exciting than that, but failed.

I need a long, long shower. The memory still made me want to laugh. But I shouldn't. I left him there, helpless. With the worst case of blue balls ever. He didn't look happy at all. But he sort of attacked me. And I liked it. Damn, he must be furious. 'I've been waiting for this all day, Kate,' his words resonated in my mind. So he waited for everyone to leave to corner me in his office.

And what did I do? I let him make me come, and then I left him like that. It was very selfish of me, Collins. I shouldn't laugh. It's not funny at all. Okay, maybe a little.

I left the bathroom, dried off, and put on a nightgown. I combed and blow-dried my hair. The day had been hectic. A glass of wine would be nice. Thanks to Lisa, we had a good stock. I made my way to the kitchen and poured myself a glass. Damn! It occurred to me that I would see him tomorrow and every other day. It's going to be hard to face him.

I thought I made it clear that nothing would happen between us, but he didn't understand. All it took was a moment alone for him to pounce on me. Well, at least I found out that he missed me. Not that it matters. He can't do this.

I have to be sensible since he won't be. Damn, on one side, there's my job, my future, which has always been the most important thing. And on the other side, this overwhelming desire to let him possess me.

I need to focus on my work. I don't want anyone to think of me as the secretary who got promoted by sleeping with the boss. No irresistibly hot boss is going to make me lose my mind. Absolutely not.

It was almost ten. I wasn't sleepy, thanks to the turmoil in my head. His lips on mine, his fingers... I heard a knock. Someone knocked on the door. Lisa? No. Unless she lost her key, it wouldn't be that unbelievable.

Going to the door, I unlocked it and opened it. Damn! What? He's here! Damn! What is he doing here?

"M-Mr. Ryan."

I tried to pretend to be neutral, but my heart was racing. Why was he at my door? I tried to remain calm, but I'm sure my tone gave away my nervousness.

"Are you alone?" He was wearing dark jeans and a white shirt. And that hair, perfectly styled and driving me crazy. I blinked, trying to push away the thought. My body shivered.

Dressed only in a nightgown, damn, I couldn't be more vulnerable.

"Uh... yes. Any problem, Mr. Ryan?"

I tried to emphasize 'Mr. Ryan,' thinking it might save me somehow.

"Aren't you going to invite me in?"

He smiled, pretending. Seriously? No! Why should I let him in? Damn, damn, I was trapped. And even worse, in a nightgown.

"Is this urgent?"

I had no idea what I was doing. Trying to be civil? Or just being very stupid?

He walked past me, not taking his eyes off me as he made his way to the middle of my living room, looking around. Then I closed the door and approached him.

"How do you...?" I closed my eyes and corrected myself mentally. "How do you know where I live, Mr. Ryan?"

"I'm your boss. But, you can stop with that." He stared at me seriously.

"Stop with what?"

"Pretending that I'm just your boss."

"That's what it is! My boss." I forced a smile.

"This won't work."

"I want to make one thing clear. I thought I had already done it, but from your behavior a few hours ago, I can see, I hadn't. What's going to exist between us now is a strictly professional relationship. And it's best to forget that anything else happened. And if you don't have any work-related matters to discuss, I don't think we have anything to talk about here."

He came closer, ignoring my words.

"Two things. First, do you always answer the door dressed like this?" He asked, seductively arching an eyebrow, and then raised a finger to continue. "Second, I'm only here to collect something you owe me."

I looked at my nightgown and shrugged.

"One: I think what I'm wearing is not the most important thing here. Besides, you've seen me in less formal attire, I'd say. Two: If you came here thinking you'd get something, you wasted your time. I'll escort you out."

He smiled, shaking his head, and took another step toward me.
"I can say that, in addition to being selfish and brave, you're also bold."

"I think it's time for you to leave," I said, making way for him to pass, reacting to the signal of danger that arose in my head. He ignored me, staring at the door of my room.

"Is this your room?"

"It's none of your business."

"You know... I've always wanted to see what a virgin girl's room looks like. Sorry... ex-virgin."

What? He started walking toward it.

"I told you to leave. I'm not playing this game."

I rushed to block his way.

"I'm not leaving until I get what I want."

He still had the damn smile on his face.

"Are you joking?"

"Me? I? I made you come, and you ran away." His irritation showed.

"I don't want anything with you, Ryan."

How was I going to convince him if I couldn't convince myself?

"I don't care."

What? Does he not care?

He walked past me, giving me his back, and went to the door of my room.

"What?"

"I didn't come here to please you. I've already done that today, and you didn't even say thank you."

I hurriedly positioned myself between him and the door.

"Oh, really? What's your plan? Are you going to force me?"

"I've never done that, and I'm not very keen on those methods. But you can consider it a last resort."

"Fuck you!" I snarled. He smiled maliciously.

"Actually, I want to fuck you." My body was ignited by those words coming from his mouth. "Just for my pleasure." He whispered in my ear, opening the door behind me.

"You can't do this."

"Shhh..." He put his arms around my waist. "You want this as much as I do." He whispered. I tried to push him away, pushing his broad chest, but he lifted me roughly, squeezing my thighs, and went into my room. God! He was in my room.

"Damn. Let go of me."

He ignored me.

"As I was saying..." He was so close. His body against mine was driving me crazy. I closed my eyes, trying to resist, but my body betrayed me. Bringing his face close to my ear, he whispered, "I'm going to fuck you until I'm satisfied... I've been waiting for this all day... I've wanted this for the past week... I've wanted this since the last time I saw you that morning... lying on that bed... And you're not going to deny me."

Damn, damn, I wasn't going to be able to resist. Treacherous body.

"But I want you to know that I'm only here to satisfy myself. Understood?"