Chapter 49 Chapter 49
Selena
“Everyone is looking, please put me down.” God, my face was flushed.
How could he pick me up like that in front of everyone?
“No one is looking, Selena. It's all in your head.”
Was it really?
But I don't dare look around, my face pressed to his chest. Looking around would only make me more embarrassed when I make eye contact with others.
Panic was setting in each minute I stayed in his arms. I couldn't leave or jump down. He won’t let go, and I couldn't break free from his grip.
Now everyone knows.
Everyone knows my father and a little of my background now.
More gossip will fill the company soon, and Theodore has made it worse by carrying me.
I closed my eyes. Though everyone seemed to hurry away, one of two would have still seen us, see the great Theodore carrying me in his arms.
God I was now in a deep hole.
“You are shrinking into my arms, Selena.”
I opened my eyes, now annoyed. “Of course. Everyone saw us. What will they think? Is not every day people see you carrying someone? What was I going to do?” I covered my eyes.
Why wasn't he even rushing to go in? He seemed to be taking his time walking.
“Isn't it a good thing? That way, everyone knows you have me. Remember I’m your boyfriend.”
I scoffed, rolling my eyes, only to see Theodore's hard glare.
He seemed not to like it when I rolled my eyes. I should make sure to do it often.
“That was your father?” He asked and then the event dwelt on me again.
So I nodded, avoiding his gaze to look at his chest covered in a fine black shirt.
“You dont have to be embarrassed. Today he broke the company’s property, and a fine will be sent to him.”
It should. Everything should be charged to him.
But…
I looked up and Theodore stopped, to look at me.
I sighed, “I’ll pay for every damage. He doesn't have anything, that’s why he came here and he did that because of me. I’ll pay.”
He mummed and then the door opened to his office.
gently he placed me on the couch.
God. I’m so embarrassed.
I looked ahead of me, thinking he would be leaving, instead he moved to grab hold of the towel, and knowing what comes after, I reached for the towel also, but he already got it, making my hand hold his instead.
My stomach fluttered, eyes burned as I looked at our hands.
I flashed, removing my hand immediately. “You can have it.” I laughed awkwardly.
He just needed it anyway.
That's what I had thought, only to be dismissed when he knelt in front of me, one of his hands placed on my exposed thigh, the other holding the towel.
What was he about to do? He couldn't be….
He placed the towel on my head, cleaning my hair. Even when kneeling, my head was to his neck.
“Ah,” I laughed, reaching for the towel again. “I should clean myself, ah ah.”
He only glared, his always lazy eyes cold. My hand stopped in the air.
“I should do it,” He went on, slowly, taking his time.
Why was he doing this?
“What if someone comes in? This is a bit intimate,” I bit my lips.
Now my heart was on a mission to surge out of my ribcage. If Theofore’s eyes were super sensitive, he had heard my heart beating so loudly.
But that was just the beginning, because his hand moved down to my neck, and God I wanted to jump up at the intensity of my heart to his touch, making my skin shiver as he cleaned my neck.
“We aren't doing anything out of context now. I’m only helping you clean and besides, we are dating.” He kept on going.
Does he even feel embarrassed?
My eyes reached his face as he cleaned.
His jawline was sharp, his skin pale, and his eyes? They focused deeply on me, as if they didn't want to miss a spot.
My tongue darted out, licking my now-dry lips. “Everyone doesn't know that,” I murmured.
“Hmm. Maybe they should.”
What does that mean? It was fake, why does he want everyone to know? It was confusing.
I stilled when the towel moved down to my chest, the hair on my body stood, fully alert as his eyes fixed on my chest.
Seeing his focus, I looked down and I went thirty degrees hotter.
My shirt was glued to my chest, clinging to my breast, making the shape of my bra to line my breast, popping out.
But the look in his eyes was what rendered my legs trembling, a deep pit forming in my pussy.
Theodore of now looks like he wanted to take off my clothes, to see what was beneath them.
How I wished he would.
The towel on my chest moved down, and he picked it, but his fingers had other intentions as it brushed on my breast.
I felt my nipple tighten, and a pool formed in my below, pleasure consuming me.
Since when did I turn this sluting?
“Go and change in the room,” He stood up and my body shivered in disappointment. I looked at the entrance of the room.
I’ve only been there once and……
“You’ll find a shirt inside, change into it.” With that, he went back to his chair, as if nothing had just happened.
Like he didn't just set fire to my body.
I sighed, standing up. I was done for.
I wondered how he would react if he came to know what was inside my mind, the dirty dreams I always have of him.
I entered the room and paused at the doorway
The image of another woman bopping down on Theodore’s cock the last time crammed my head.
Who was she? Does she also work here? But it was early in the morning on that day.
I locked the door, and moved to the wardrobe, then opened it.
There was a white shirt sprayed out.
My brows furrowed. Why was it so laid out like it was waiting for me?
It couldn't be…….
My phone ranged and I picked it up, taking the shirt out of the hanger.
“Selena,”
Anger shrouded my heart immediately at the sound of Noah's voice.
I looked at my screen, and it was a new number. I had made sure to block him everywhere.
How dare he call me after telling Father where I worked?
“How low can you…...”
He coughed, the sounds tearing through his throat. “It hurt Selena, I don't feel well.”