Chapter 16

Getting money from Reeves was even more interesting now. He felt he could get rid of me by paying me off, which was sad because the more money he gave me, the more I wanted to stay by his side so I could get even more. It’s a beautiful logic, isn’t it?

I had gotten to work a few hours earlier than the appointed time because I had a pretty awesome plan, which involved Reeves; and I wanted to get as much work as I could done, so carrying out my plan would be smooth and easy, and I wouldn’t have to think about pending work. Like I said, I love that damn job.

“You came in early today,” Jones walked into my office without even knocking. He looked good as usual, in his blue dress shirt and black pant suit. He had his sleeves rolled up to his elbow, and the first two buttons undone. I guess he was feeling hotter than Chris Brown because what was that audacity?

“Jones, if I have ever given you the idea that you and I are on the same level, I think you might want to refresh your mind. Until you learn to knock before coming in here, don’t ever come to this office again,” I smiled sweetly.

“Mel, I—”

“It’s Melanie to you, dear,” I added, pointing at the door so he could go back to wherever hell he got his audacity from.

Jones nodded, said a muffled “sorry” and walked out. Then the knock came in. That’s more like it.

“Come in,” I called lazily.

“I wanted to ask if you wanted coffee, or anything for lunch since you came in to work early, and I doubt you had breakfast,” Jones smiled.

“Oh, I’m good. I’m heading out very now anyway,” I winked at him. I got up from my seat, grabbed my purse, putting my phone and car keys in it, then I cleared my table. For some weird reason, Jones was still standing there.

“Is there something you need?” I asked him.

He cocked his head to the side and smiled.

“No, watching you is therapeutic,” my face became the epitome of disgust.

“Just go, Jones, go,” what the hell was that? Watching me is therapeutic? What’s something a stalker would say. The fuck?

“I’m sorry,” he laughed

“It was a joke. I guess you didn’t like it,” Jones smiled “No, I didn’t at all. I’m heading out now, you can leave, for real,” I sent him out.

I applied some lip gloss to my lips, smacked it a few times and I was ready to go.

My first trip was to the bank. I didn’t want any bad luck, or unbelievable story, about my money. I wanted to put it in my account before going to meet Reeves.

When I was done with my transaction at the bank, and I saw the money in my account, I happily drove to Reeves office.

I smiled at the silver building that was Reeves company. It gave me great joy that I could walk in and out, however I pleased. I didn’t have any more pictures that I could use to make Reeves pay for things for me, but I had something else: a master plan. I smiled at my smartness.

“Excuse me, you—Oh, Welcome,” Stephanie, the receptionist, smiled. She had a bright smile on her face, and I’m guessing it’s because I complimented her dress the last time I came.

“I’m going to see him, don’t call to tell him I’m coming up,” I gave a tight-lipped smile.

“Yes ma’am,” she smiled.

As I walked to the elevator, the energy in the building was, should I say chaotic?

Everyone was talking to someone, whispering about one thing or the other; it took a while for me to realize that they were actually talking about and Reeves. The thought I was involved with the man romantically.

“I’m telling you, they’re together. Why do you think Mr. Giovanni hardly stays in the office?” I heard one girl say. Oh darling, I wish your boss was staying out of the office because of me. He probably has some girlfriend somewhere. Was that why he asked to delete the pictures? Oh wow.

I shook my head and entered the elevator. This was getting even more interesting that I had thought it would get.

“Miss. Bin,” Reeves Secretary, River looked surprised to see me. He had a bewildered look on his face.

“I’m sure he’d be just as pleased to see me,” I smiled, and pushed myself into the office.

Inside Reeves office was a guest, a very pretty white girl. She had natural black hair, blue eyes that was caged behind huge glasses. She looked innocent, too innocent that it seemed fake, but what do I know? She’s not my problem.

“Melanie,” Reeves called with a warning tone.

“Oh please, I’m sure you’re happy to see me,” I smiled, sending a wink his way.

Reeves look good. He has his shoulder length hair down. It looked really beautiful, but then the hair looked cool no matter the style so...

“Darling, could please step out for a moment, I have some unfinished business with Mr. Giovanni here, and it’s stuff he doesn’t want you to know about,” I smiled to the girl.

She had an I-don’t-care look on her face. She looked like she was begging him for something when I just walked in, but now, her facial expression was a bit relaxed, like I saved her from something.

She nodded really fast, grabbed her shabby bag and ran out of the office before I could even blink.

“Okay,” I turned to Reeves.

“What do you want?” Reeves asked, he leaned towards his large table, intertwining his hands and he put them on the desk.

“I came to say hi and thank you for making me three million dollars richer,” I smiled.

“Okay?”

“Well, what do we do now?” I asked him.

“What do mean by that?”

“I mean, you paid me to delete the pictures, and I did, but I feel empty,” I blinked my eyes a few times to make me look cute. I’m sure it worked.

“I’m not following,”

“Oh Reeves. Your employees have a very funny way of thinking,” I smiled, remembering the things I heard when I entered the building.

“How so?”

“Well, they swear that you and I are in a relationship,” I laughed, Reeves didn’t find it funny, instead he had this look on his face, like he knew about it.

“Oh my God, you knew?” I asked him.

“It’s a baseless rumor, and I’m going to put them straight.

“I mean yes, you could do that. But the moment you don’t pick my calls, or randomly ask me out to dinner, I’m going to tell them it’s true,” I smiled.

“Melanie!”

“Don’t “Melanie” me. What did I tell you about yelling at me?” I asked him.

“It’s simple. Just be nice to me, and I’ll keep my mouth shut,” I smiled.

“What exactly do you want from me,” He asked “I’m glad you asked baby. I knew you weren’t listening to me when I said I wanted is to be friends. I just want to be your friend, because you seem like you don’t have friends; you don’t want to have fun, you don’t even have pictures or like pictures of you being taken,” I ticked off my fingers as I spoke.

“That’s because that’s the way I want to live. I never came to you to tell you I needed friends,”

“Thank God, you said it yourself yesterday. I’m stubborn as hell. When I want something, nothing can stop me from making it happen. I want to be your friend, let’s be friends,” I smiled.

Reeves laughed.

“I get this now. You want to be friends with me so you can get me to buy things for you, that’s it isn’t it?”

I mean, it’s not like he’s lying or anything, I did want him to buy a lot of things for me, but then, I had to make it seem like that wasn’t my motive, His money.

“Reeves, this is why you don’t have friends. You buy stuff for your friends, it’s normal,” I smiled.

This man was getting on my nerves with his plenty talks. I know he’s smart, but he was making me doubt that. Like just be easy and let me have what I want to have! Why did he feel the need to be difficult when he was obviously going to give in at the end?

“I gave you more than enough money, didn’t I, Melanie?” I just knew it. He thought he paid me to stay away from him. That’s funny.

“You paid me to delete the pictures of you that I had, did you suddenly forget?” I smiled.

“I think I’ve stayed here for too long. Anyway, I guess I’m done with what I came here for. If you don’t want your employees thinking their rumor is true, do what you have to do,” I smiled.

“I’m going to get a restraining order against you,”

“It’s like you want me to make the announcement on my way out,”

“I’m trying to help you out of your antisocial situation. You should be thanking me,” I walked towards him.

I pushed his seat backwards a little bit, then sat on his desk.

“Don’t fight it. You’ll never win. No one can win against me, not even if I let them.” I leaned in. Reeves looked from my eyes to my lips. The power of plump lips with lip gloss on it.

“Melanie.” That darn warning tone again.

“Just friends, unless you want something else.” I smiled and leaned in further, so my lips were barely touching his. I smiled at how frozen he seemed to be.

Before I could register what was going on, Reeves grabbed my neck, so my lips were on his.

This was the second time I was kissing this man. There was something about the way he moved his lips and tongue that I liked. It made it hard for me to want to break the kiss, especially when I knew that I shouldn’t be kissing him, and for the second time.

I grabbed Reeves head, slowly letting my fingers into his soft hair. I tugged gently on his soft locks as the kiss intensified. I was becoming too hot; I couldn’t let this happen. Any more intensity and I might lose all my will power, along with my mind.

I pushed Reeves away from me, smirking at the way he wanted to come back to me, but he stopped himself.

I got up, adjusted my black dress, my hair, and my lips. Reeves didn’t say a word, he just watched me as I made an attempt to look decent.

When I finished what I was doing, I took out my phone from my purse, and walked a little distance away from Reeves.

“I’ll see you around hotshot.” I smiled at him, raised my phone, and took a selfie with him in it.

“Get back here! Melanie! Delete that fucking picture!” But I was already out of his office.

The joy I felt seeing his bewildered face, when he realized I took a picture of the both of us.

“You’re still here,” I turned to the pretty girl that was in Reeves office earlier.

She nodded awkwardly. Well, good for her; I successfully put Reeves in a worst mood than before, so whatever she was begging him for before, she might want to beg ten times harder for it.

I laughed at the thought and made my way out of the office before Reeves would hear my voice and come out.

I looked at the selfie I took, it looked cute, like we were a real couple. Thank God. That’s what I wanted.

I sent the selfie to Reeves, with a little heart emoji.

Delete that picture my foot!