CHAPTER 25

**JAMES COLUCCI**

“You were the mysterious one in the elevator.", she repeats.

“What makes you think that, Chloe?", I ask, pushing a button that brings the elevator to a stop.

Chloe's dark eyes widen as I approach her body, she recoils, swallowing hard, but stops when her back meets the cold metal wall.

“I couldn't see your face because of the darkness, but I am sure it was you, the sensations are the same as that night, and you also mentioned a similar experience inside the car when we were in traffic...", she says in a low tone facing my mouth.

“I'm sorry, but you won't know who I am...", I say with my mouth close to her ear watching her shiver.

When I pull my face away and look at her, she has an expression of surprise and certainty after hearing the last sentence I spoke to her after that moment we lived in the elevator.

“Yes, it was me, little seductress.", I whisper, remembering the sensations I made her feel that day.

“You didn't know me, you didn't know my name, so why did you do that?", she asks confused.

“For the same reason it happened today in the bathroom, and yes, I didn't know you personally until that night, but I knew you worked on Adam's floor, I know all the people who work in my company, Chloe.", I explain.

“So you changed my position because you wanted to know who was the crazy woman you almost had sex with in an elevator?", you ask with an offended expression.

“Of course not, but I admit that I did take a look at your resume the next day, but I changed your position because I thought it was unfair for a person with excellent qualifications to be working in a position where it doesn't suit her.", I say with pure sincerity.

She looks at me for a few more seconds and seems to believe the truth I am telling.

“Did you know it was me from the beginning, little seductress?", I tease her, bringing our bodies together and my mouth closer to hers.

“I came to believe it after I meddled in your meeting."

“And you have no idea what I wanted to do to you after you defied me like that, Chloe?"

“I want to show you, but unfortunately, I have an important meeting in twenty minutes.", I turn away completely and hearing her snort, I smile as I push the elevator button again.

And when the elevator doors don't open, I give her room to get out, but as she walks by full of frustration, I whisper in a tone for her to hear:

“See, I created a monster!", I joke content to see a faint smile on her lips before she walks away and into her living room.

**CHLOE DUARTE**

Accompanying James in a meeting that lasted about an hour and a half, I am in my office finishing the last assignments that he gave me this morning.

I stretch out in my chair and when my eyes find the calendar for the current year on my desk I remember the benefit ball that will be held in a few days, I asked about the date in the car but James eventually forgot to answer me.

I turn on the computer and open the e”mail box.

From: Chloe Duarte

Date: July 21, 2021”15:33

To: James Colucci

Subject: Prom date

You asked me not to treat you so formally when we are alone, and I don't know how to treat you in this email since we are technically at work and alone virtually. But I will choose formality in this case.

You haven't answered me about the confirmation of the date for the charity ball that I was in charge of organizing some details, I need to know the date so that adjustments can be made.

PS: Let me know in advance, I still have to find a suitable dress.

Sincerely, Miss Duarte.

I send the email with a smile for no reason, while I wait for her reply to come, I open the browser and search for websites and clothing stores that contain dresses suitable for this kind of party.

I predict that there will be a lot of rich and well”dressed people, I have never been to this type of ball, but from what we see on television, long and beautiful dresses are the perfect and ideal choice, aren't they?

I find a great variety of chic and beautiful pieces, but the bad part is that they cost almost half of my entire salary, if I can't find a cheap one, I will need to use the whole limit of my credit card and pay it in several installments.

The sound of a new e”mail makes me leave the site and check the message from James.

From: James Colucci

Date: July 21, 2021”15:45

To: Chloe Duarte

Subject: Prom date

Dear Miss Duarte

You may treat me informally here as well, but that is your choice.

Forgive me for not answering your question in the car, I completely forgot, but the event will take place over two days, i.e. it will be Sunday evening.

I am sending you the contact information of the contract restaurant buffet, the list of staff that will work at the event, and the attached venue.

I know you have little time to get a suitable dress, so as a token of gratitude for arranging the entire prom menu, please go to the GOLD STYLE store and look for Amber Miller, she is my stylist and will help you with whatever you need.

PS: May I suggest a color to help in the same way I helped choose your lingerie??

I reread her email one more time before I put the name of that store that I have heard about somewhere in the browser, I find out that the place is located in an exquisite mall in southern New York, the same mall I went to once out of pure curiosity when I arrived in the United States.

In other words, it is a rich man's store, a store that my salary does not allow me to go in and buy.

The ball will take place on Sunday, so I have technically only a day and a half to get a dress, I think about sending a message to Samanta asking her to accompany me in the search for the piece.

But I decide to answer James' e”mail first.

From: Chloe Duarte

Date: July 21, 2021”3:52 PM

To: James Colucci

Subject: My dress

Dear Mr. Colucci

Later today, all the details of the ball will be reviewed and confirmed with as much attention as possible to avoid further mishaps.

And you must be mistaken, I can't buy a dress at GOLD STYLE because a single piece there would cost three months of my entire salary, so don't worry, I still have a day and a half to find a dress.

I will go with my friend in search of the perfect dress, you have good taste, so yes, I will accept your help with the color of the piece, thank you!

PS: You don't have to help me choose the color of my lingerie again, because I might not even wear one, but that will depend on the model of the dress.

Sincerely, Miss Duarte

When I click to send the e”mail, I think for a minute if I overdid the last part.

But I will only know this when he returns the message, that day he was not supposed to choose, I ended up confusing his call with Samanta's and this is what happened.

Now I understand his good taste in dress, the man has his Style, but this doesn't surprise me since he is a billionaire businessman and needs to be well”dressed most of the time.

When the sound of a new notification fills the room, I quickly open the new e”mail with anxiety that scares me.

From: James Colucci

Date: July 21, 2021”3:56 PM

To: Chloe Duarte

Subject: Your dress

I trust you with all my heart, so I do not doubt that this ball will be organized perfectly.

Your last e”mail makes me think that perhaps you have not understood the meaning of the word "gratitude”in this context.

I want you to go to the store and choose the dress you like the most and everything you need for the ball, you will not pay for anything, this is a way to thank you for your performance.

I don't know you for very long, but I know you will try to deny my gift, but I want you to accept and take your friend with you shopping.

PS: I like the color gold, but black lace looks wonderful on you, I am disappointed that I will not help you with your choice of lingerie, but I am glad to think that you will not have to wear any.

Lingerie on your body looks incredibly tempting, but I prefer your body free of entanglements.

But I look forward to you choosing the second option.

I open a new email with a silly smile on my face, he knows me and knows perfectly well that I would refuse this kind of thing, but he attends these kinds of parties more often and should understand the necessary style of dressing.