CHAPTER TWENTY FIVE

DALLAS

I walked into the study to see Oliver with three people, one woman and two men. He was sitting behind his desk, while the others sat on the couch. They were all in business outfits with stern expressions on their faces. The atmosphere was so tense that it was difficult to breathe.

Oliver invited me into his study to meet with his lawyers and private investigator to help me with my mother's case.

Ever since I moved in with him four days ago, he had been very distant. I had a feeling that it had something to do with his mum's visit the other day. But every time I brought it up, he'd shut me out immediately. I decided to stop bothering him and leave him alone.

I settled down on the couch beside one of the men.

"Dallas, this is Jennifer and Paul, my lawyers..." he gestured to the man and woman sitting opposite me. I flashed them a smile which they returned with a tight one of their own.
"...and this is Joe, my private investigator. They are going to be asking you a few questions that might be helpful to the case." Oliver said, gesturing to the man beside me, his tone was so cold and business-like.

We discussed for almost two hours. They asked me several questions about my mother, Lucien, what their relationship was like, and plenty other stuffs. They scribbled on their note occassionally. I answered them all the best I can. Oliver was quiet most of the time, only throwing me glances occassionally.

"That's all we'll be needing for now. Can we call you in for more informations later?" Jennifer asked

"Sure, no problem."

They started packing the papers on the coffee table preparing to leave.
"Make sure to leave no stone unturned. I don't care who you are going to ruin to achieve that. Do you understand?"

"Sure, Mr Kang. You can trust us." The male lawyer said.

"I didn't cut my vacation in Switzerland short for a job and then not do it perfectly." The private investigator said and chuckled.

Nobody paid any attention to him. They walked out of the study leaving me and Oliver. I stood up and made to leave.

"Dallas!" Oliver called.

I turned to face him.
"Yes?"

"Come here."

I strolled towards him and sat on the chair facing him. He stood up from behind the desk and leaned on the desk.
"Stand up and come closer." He said in an authorative tone.

I was too smitten with the idea of being in such close proximity with him that I didn't even take offense to his tone.
"Closer." his voice came out husky and restrained.

I inched closer to him till I was between his thighs. Our legs grazed and he flinched slightly. I was so engulfed in his musky scent that it was the only hair I could breath. My breathhs came out erratic and my heart hammered in my chest. We weren't touching, but I could already feel my panties getting drenched with merely eye-fucking him. We held each other's gazes. I watched as he swallowed hard, his Adam's apple bobbed up and down in a very sexy rhythm.

"I want you to touch me." he said in a low voice.

I was a little taken aback by his request.
"Where?" I whispered back.

He inhaled sharply.
"My face."

He took a deep breath and shut his eyes tight. I lifted my hand slowly, I stopped a few inches to his face.

"I'm going to touch you now. Are you ready?" I asked. He nodded.

I placed my hand slowly on his face, caressing his cheeks. His skin was so smooth that I couldn't help the smile that tilted on my lips. A frown appeared between his eyebrows as he shook his head slightly. It was as if he was trying to get an image out of his head.

"Do you want me to stop?"

"No." he said sharply.

He brought his hand up and slowly grabbed my arm. I felt tingling sensation travel around my body as he gripped my arm firmly. I couldn't help but inch closer.

The frown slowly disappeared from his face and a smile tug at the corner of his lips. He seem to be enjoying it now. The butterflies in my stomach took flight at the thought of it. It was the first time I'd ever see his face in such close proximity. And he looked even more handsome up close. His eyebrows were perfectly arched. His eyelashes were so long that it would make any lady jealous. I ran my fingers over his sharp jawline and stopped at the corner of his lips. His slightly parted lips look so inviting that I so badly want to kiss him. I couldn't help running my fingers over his lips. I ran my tongue on my lower lip.

"How does it feel?" I found myself asking, my voice sounded restrained. I needed to distract myself from the sinful thoughts I was having.

"Foreign. A little uncomfortable, but I don't resent it." I let out a chuckle.

"And I enjoy it." A blush crept on my cheek as he said those words. It felt oddly satisfying that I was the only one that could touch him this way. It made me feel...special. And I wanted to do more than just hold his hand and touch his face.

As if hearing my thoughts, his eyes fluttered open and our gazes locked. My breaths suddenly became ragged. He put his second arm on my lower back and pulled me in. My breathing ceased completely and my eyes widened. My tits grazed his hard chest and I shuddered slightly. We were wearing clothes but it was almost as if I was fucking him raw. I placed both my hands on his chest. His heart was beating really fast. His eyes fell on my lips and I gulped down hard.

He brought his free hand up to my face and grazed my lower lip with his thumb. A soft moan escaped my lips. He was barely touching me yet my panties are already soaked. I gently shut my eyes and parted my lips slightly.

Just kiss me already, dude!. I wanted to scream, but I didn't want to rush him. I knew how hard it was for him to willingly touch me. But the suspense was killing me.

"Did you know that the female octopus feeds on the male after mating?" He blurted out.

Say what now? Did he just state a octopus fact in the middle of a make-out session? Well, almost make-out session. I opened my eyes slowly to stare at him. His face was still very close to mine. I suddenly came back to my senses and wiggled out of his embrace.

I took a few steps back and cleared by throat. I pretend to dust a nonexistent dust off my shirt.
"I did not know that. Thank you so much for sharing." I forced a smile, my eyes darting around while avoiding his gaze.

"It can also feed on its offspring."

"Okay, that's enough fun facts. I'm gonna go have my lunch." I gulped hard.

"It's past noon, little monkey. Didn't you just have lunch a few hours ago?"

"Well, uhm..." I cleared my throat, my hand went to the nape of my neck.
"I'm gonna go have a late lunch cuz it's late and I'm hungry, and... okay bye." I walked hurriedly out of the study, shutting the door hard behind me.

I placed my hand on my chest and felt my heart beating in a crazy rhythm. Everything suddenly start to sink in. I had almost kissed my boss.