16 - Disappointment

It's not that Helena had planned to have any kind of romantic relationship with her boss, but the fact that his father warned her to even think about it disappointed her. If there was even a sliver of a chance that man would notice her, that 1% of her was gone.

The brunette was not stupid, she knew that an invisible but powerful energy was between them, but Helena felt she was not a one-night girl and she knew that if that man laid a finger on her she would want more, she had always been in love, although she had never had the opportunity to make something happen with a man. Her fantasies had been everything.

She walked thoughtfully down the hallway toward the rooms, without realizing that at the end Ivan was curiously observing the young woman's distracted gaze.

"I would like to know what's going on in that little head," she joked, making the girl's honey-colored eyes land on him.

Helena frowned and approached her boss with feigned displeasure at seeing him, in reality her heart had been warmed by just her presence.

"I'm starting to think you have nothing better to do than chase me around the house," she exclaimed, approaching her door and grabbing the handle.

Ivan laughed in amusement, he was starting to get used to the cat and mouse dynamic between them.

-Believe me when I tell you that I am a very busy man.- Helena rolled her eyes and crossed her arms- I only came to check that my assistant has left your clothes for tonight.

"Tonight?" She asked confused.

Ivan opened the door to the young woman's room and entered without her permission, scanning the place.

-Hey!- the brunette screeched, entering behind him.

-Today I have an important meeting to which I need you to accompany me.

“So my first job has finally arrived,” she thought nervously.

"Well, see you at night then," the young woman exclaimed, hoping that she would leave her room as soon as possible.

It was one thing to joke in the dining room, in the hallways, it was another thing inside her room, where her bed was close to her, as if she was provoking them and yelling at them to make messes over her. Helena swallowed nervously and waited for him to leave once and for all.

"See you in the hall at ten at night," she whispered with her dimple smile that made Helena close the door without further ado, then she sighed, resting her forehead on the hard wood.

“I don't know how much longer I'll be able to go on like this,” she sobbed deep inside her. The good thing was that that night she could distract herself from any inopportune thoughts and just focus on her work.

She walked over to her bed to get some rest when she came across something that stopped her in her tracks that she hadn't noticed before.

On the bed was a long gold satin dress with a long “V” neckline and a wide ribbon at the waist. Helena observed the delicate fabric in disbelief, she approached slowly and placed her fingers on the fabric, fearing that it would tear because of her brutal hands.

She carefully lifted the dress in front of her honey-colored eyes that shone even more with the reflection of gold.

She admired it with her mouth open, she had never seen something so beautiful so close to her, in her life she had worn a dress that wasn't a worn one from some cousin of hers who didn't have any more left, she never thought she would have something so precious and of very high quality in her hands. Good quality, and at first glance it seemed to be made for her.

She was excited, she gently left him on the bed and she ran to the bathroom to take a bath, it wasn't going to be something that would ruin the garment with the sweat of an arduous day of training.

When she came out dry, perfumed and with her semi-damp hair falling on her back, she took her dress again with an amused smile and with her heart beating in her chest. For a moment she felt stupid for reacting like that, but she didn't care, no one could see her.

She carefully put on the dress and just as she had thought, it fit perfectly on her figure. Not only did it highlight her narrow waist with the golden bow that ended in a well-arranged bow on her back, but the neckline fit perfectly to her small breasts and opened in the middle without showing too much, just enough in an elegant way. .

She looked at herself in the mirror with admiration, unable to believe that it was herself who was there in the reflection. The beautiful V-neckline highlighted her slim neck.

“The best thing would be to tie her hair up,” she thought as she did so, letting just a few strands fall to the sides of her small face. She admired her work, her neck stood out even more and left the nape of her neck bare in a sensual way.

She smiled satisfied, she put on the beautiful brown thin heels like her hair that disappeared under her long skirt. She looked much more stylish.

"I can't believe it's me," she thought excitedly, because she had never felt as confident with herself as she did now.

Then she realized something that her dress had made her forget.

Wasn't tonight supposed to be guarding her boss? How was she supposed to do it in this outfit?

She bit her lip in confusion, her boss had asked her to wear what her assistant had left her, but she didn't expect it to be something like that. She couldn't help but blush as she imagined how Ivan would react to seeing her so different. She imagined her beautiful dimpled smile and her face lighting up, she imagined the two of them arriving together at the event holding onto her arm. She smiled like a little girl as she imagined that they were more than just boss and employee.

She looked at the time on the wall clock, there was still almost an hour left before going down to the hall, she had plenty of time to finish the last touches. She was about to put on some makeup when the door rang. With annoyance she opened the door just a little, meeting one of Ivan's men.

"What's happening?" she asked impatiently.

"You must escort Mr. White, he is in her room waiting for her," she stated.

-But…

The man said nothing more and turned around, leaving her with the words in her mouth. The brunette did not see a victorious smile that appeared on the man's face. The truth was that his boss had not told him that Helena was the one who would pick him up, but his colleagues thought it was funny that she was the one and found him with his hands on another woman's body, so that he wouldn't even think he had a chance. with young White.

The only bad thing about his plan was that he wouldn't be able to see Helena's expression when she came across the racy scene.

Helena huffed in frustration, she had wanted to put on a little makeup, but she resigned herself to going with her face washed and just a little pink gloss on her lips.

Trying to ignore all the curious glances that crossed her path to her boss's room, Helena reached the door and raised her clenched fist. She was about to knock to warn her boss of her presence before she entered, when she heard feminine moans and low growls coming from inside the room.

Her heart skipped a beat when she realized that Ivan was with a woman. She had been delusional to even think that she wouldn't do something like that.

Why wouldn't she do it? He was a young, handsome, single man who needed to satisfy his needs. The only fool here who lived in a fairy tale was her. Everything she had imagined had been shattered in just a second and she promised to stop getting excited about something that was never going to happen.

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Ivan knew that if he didn't get rid of the desire he had for that beautiful woman, he didn't know if he could control himself. He really wanted her, but there was also her father, gnawing at her head, and although the idea of Helena wearing her dress had been his, she was beginning to regret it. What if she looked even more beautiful that way? He didn't know if he was going to be able to control her eyes and her desire for him.

For this reason, he had asked one of his men to take one of the girls who always kept him company before it was time to leave for the event, that way he would be calmer, quenching his thirst for sex for that woman. with other.

But he was again in the same frustrating situation as the other night, the woman was beautiful, slender, with milky skin and black hair down to her waist, with a seductive look and voluptuous lips that screamed to be devoured, yet her body He was on strike, he didn't love anyone but the little brunette.

After trying to make something happen without success, she sat in frustration on the bed, covering her face with shame and frustration with her hands. He wanted to apologize to the woman for not being able to do anything, but that only humiliated him even more.

"Honey..." the woman sobbed with a false pout. "It's okay, sometimes it happens, let me do all the work, my hands are very skillful," she purred, slowly passing her hand along the man's chest until she reached his crotch, which Ivan stepped back in bewilderment. It wasn't the first time he did this, but for some reason he felt the rejection of that shameless hand.

"You better go, I want to be alone," he said without looking at her.

The woman frowned, stood up abruptly, and grabbed her purse.

-Anyway, you're going to have to pay me.

"Ask my assistant," she growled without raising her face.

The woman huffed in frustration and walked towards the door.

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Helena had not been able to hear the conversation, it had been incomprehensible babbling although she had pressed her ear to the door. What she did hear were quick steps approaching the door, but she didn't give him time to walk away and pretend that she hadn't been listening like a mob.

The door flew open, and he fell to his knees against the floor, revealing himself.

The woman looked at her with a raised eyebrow, then she looked angrily at the young man who was still looking at the ground and had not noticed anything.

"So you already called someone else, you're shameless," she spat contemptuously, leaving there but not before stepping on the skirt of the intruder's dress with her heels. "Lucky girl, you're going to need it."

Helena was shocked, even with her hands on the floor and not being able to look up at her boss. What if he was upset about being nosy? Worse yet, what if he was completely naked just a few inches from her?

His face turned red as a tomato from the mere idea of imagining it like that.

-Clear….

Helena wanted to die, to be swallowed by the earth, to become invisible, anything so that her entire body wouldn't be noticed trembling before that man's deep voice that made her want to crawl to her lap and meow at her.