Chapter 10

Damien Payne’s POV

Finally, she was here. Right here where he wanted her to be, in New York City, his home base and where he spends most of his time. Everything had gone according to plan. From monitoring all the places that she sends her Cv to in her hometown.

Then buying shares of each of those small companies to make sure they did not hire her excellent employee profile. It was the only way he could get her desperate enough to move to New York for a job and end up here...with him. Now she was an employee of his company and near him, by his side. He would be able to see her every day.

He had spared no expense, he was mostly proud of the million-dollar suite he had organized for her, after all, she was his Queen and deserved to live like one. This time it all felt different unlike his relationship with that previous gold digger. This time it was his own choice to spend money on his woman. She had neither begged nor asked him, instead it was his own free will to spoil her even if she did not know it yet.

His mouth was still tingling from kissing her hand. He could not wait to finally be able to have her, her heart, and her body all to himself.

It is why he had abandoned all his work to come and wait here for her after sending Ben to go get her. She was like a forbidden drug that he was happily addicted to.

Even just having a quick glance of her face was enough to leave him feeling happy from the inside.

As the elevator door opened, he expected to see her happy smiling face, instead, it was an angry and enraged looking sexy woman. He knew that rage was all aimed at him from the way Ben quickly ran away to hide behind him. The fool of an assistant Ben must have opened his mouth considering he was also now whispering apologies and that she found out.

Although Damien knew he was now in trouble, his libido could not help but flare up at the sight of her flushed angry face. It was as if she was casting a spell on him.

She first walked towards him, making him lose focus as the bounciness of her breasts distracted him.

Suddenly all he felt was a hard slap on the face. He first touched his cheek, knowing it was now probably red, but he did not care. If she wanted It rough, then he was all up for it.

Without warning, Damien quickly picked her up man cave style giving him more visual of her perfectly rounded ass. She let out a gasp of surprise which returned back to anger as she started hitting his back really hard with her hands.

“Ben, I want you to disable all of the elevator cameras in this building and tell everyone in the elevator control room to leave and go home. Also, issue a statement that everyone has to use the stairs.” Damien then said while turning to his assistant and acting as if he was not carrying an angry and raged Ava that was pounding hard on his back.

“Yes sir,” Ben replied with a shocked face, “Good, I will now go and deal with my little Vixen here.” While saying that, Ava let out a shocked gasp as she felt a light slap on her ass coming from him.

“Good luck, sir,” Ben then shouted, making Damien almost laugh at the scared look on his assistant’s face.

It seems Ben thought Ava was surely going to murder him in that elevator.

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Ava’s POV

I thought slapping the shit out of that sexy face would do the trick to convey my anger at him. But instead, it did the opposite. He looked as if he had not even felt the slap. Then he did the unthinkable, going all caveman style shit on me. Like what the hell? Who the hell still did that kind of shit of carrying a woman as if they were a sack of potato? At a bloody workplace too!

After coming out of my shock I quickly went back to my anger and was now hitting him on the back to put me down. I had just had enough of Damien Payne in only one day and wanted him to leave me the hell alone!

He instead ignored me and talked to his assistant, something about shutting down the elevators. Like what the hell, where was his mind going at. Forcing people to use the stairs was just being cruel.

His next comment though about me being his little vixen, made me hit his back harder on the back. And then he did another unthinkable thing, slapping my ass.

Although I would never admit this, the feeling of that manly hand of his slapping my ass was a bit of a turn on,

I knew if he gave me a much harder tap instead of this lighter one, I would have ended up wetter than I already was.

Once in the elevator, as the doors closed, he pressed some button totally locking us in. Then he put me down making my feet finally touch the floor. I quickly went in for another slap and felt satisfied at my red imprint mark now visible on the other side of his stupidly flawless face.

“Why did you lock us in some elevator?” I first shouted.

“I knew if I went with you to my office that you would murder me as I have sharp and dangerous objects everywhere. Better to have you vent your anger in this safe and object free space of the elevator, don’t you think?” I wanted to wipe off that dangerous sexy smirk on his face as he responded.

While seeming unaffected by the second slap, I had just given him.

“Well tell me then DAMIEN PAYNE! What gave you the right to think that you could invade my life and just pull all the strings?” While shouting this, I roughly pushed him backward until his back slammed against the elevator door and I was now all up in his face.

He did say that it was my space to vent, so vent I would.

“Did you ever take the time to ask me if I wanted to be lavished with some million-dollar room? A waste of money if you ask me. I would have told you to stop paying and instead give that money to poor children around the world.” I continued.

“And for your own information, I am not a slut so you can take back your damn million-dollar suite and fake job offer too. But I want to know why you did all this stalkerish behavior. Do you also really think that low of me? That I can be won over with money and favors?” I finally finished. He could have just done things normally pretended to encounter me at some coffee place, ask for my number. Instead, he had freaking baited me here with a job offer! All the way to bloody New York.

“My turn now to talk.” He then said while wrapping his hands around me. I quickly removed them and took a step backward. I did not want him touching me. I was bloody Pissed.

“I do not think lowly of you and I don’t see you as a slut. You are this beautiful and gorgeous woman, confident, intelligent and you take my breath away.” As he said this, he was now the one taking steps forward. I moved backward as I knew that once he got hold of me, I would easily cave in.

I was supposed to stand my ground and not let him affect me, but as he continued pouring out his feelings for me, I knew I would be a goner.

“Do you know that after that magical night, waking up and not finding you in my bed was one of the worst moments of my life? Fuck it, Ava! While you went on with your life and forgot all about me, I sadly could not. You are all I could think of, night and day.” As he said this with intensity, it shocked me to know that he had wanted me to stay that night. If only he knew that I never forgot about him. He was all I thought about each night too.

Feeling my back having touched the elevator, I knew that I was in deep trouble!

“I could not stop thinking about your addictive smell,” Damien first whispered while leaning across my neck as his body moved closer to mine.

“Your sweet taste,” he added and was now peppering my neck with sweet kisses making me almost moan out loud at how good it felt.

“Those delicious lips,” he added while now holding my chin and staring at them.

The hunger and need in his eyes quickly transferred to me also as I found myself leaning and initiating the kiss. The moment my lips touched his, it was as if all the rage and anger within me melted away. All I felt, smelled, and wanted was him.

The familiar feeling of having his tongue invading my mouth again, made me feel as if I had just teleported to some universe.

My hands quickly found their way to his shirt, unbuttoning it so I could feel up those amazing hard sculptured muscles again.

“It is you who I want, Ava. You have become my obsession and it is why I was willing to do anything to have you by my side.” Damien then said breathlessly after we both stopped kissing to breathe.

“Be mine, and I will give you the world.” He continued, with an alluring whisper, leaning in and now leaving sweet nibbles down my earlobes. His hands were already down there, right in my panties and busy working their magic on my wet clit.

Before answering I first bit my bottom lip, fighting the urge to moan my heart out at the pleasure which was overriding my senses. All because of his magic touch. with him seeming to already know my body from the inside out and my sweet spots.

I could feel myself now close, as he peppered me with sensual kisses while fucking me senselessly with just his hand.

“I can’t be yours...I will not date my boss or men like you…” I managed to stutter out while fighting the urge to moan as my body was on fire just from the work of his hands.

Upon hearing my rejection, he paused, then leaned to whisper something into my ear, “I won't give up,” His deep sexy voice purred into my ear, right as he plunged his hand exactly at my sweet spot. Just to leave me standing there alone in the elevator, my whole body shaking from the small mind-shattering orgasm he had just caused.