Chapter 9

*Tina's POV*

"So nothing interesting happened during the event?" I asked Kelly after taking a sip of water.

We were by the water carrier and it was break time. It was Monday again, which to nobody's surprise came fast.

"Yeah, you didn't miss much," Kelly replied. "Just the usual boring speech later on partnership, donations and other lame stuff those rich tycoons talk about."

I rolled my eyes. Big surprise.

"And our CEO?" I asked.

"Eh, he never came back." Kelly shrugged. " I guess he used the opportunity to take you home to bail out. I don't he wanted to be at the event just like us."

True.

"Count yourself lucky that you left," Kelly said.

"I would say lucky and unlucky," I replied. "Speaking of unlucky part, what happened to the woman who soiled my dress?"

I put the cup of water to my lips.

"That bitch?" Kelly snorted. "She become even more obnoxious after you left. Whining and complaining about everything like a cow on heat."

I nearly spilled out the water I just swallowed.

"I don't know how our CEO managed to be with someone like her." Kelly muttered. "Spoiler, arrogant and bitchy."

"Should that surprise you?" I tilted my head sideways.

Kelly stared at me for a while until it clicked.

"Point taken." She slapped a palm over her head.

"Miss Campbell."

I heard a timid voice behind me. We spun round as a young man walked towards us with a file.

"Here are the documents you asked for." He handed them over to me.

"Thank you, Tim." I accepted them.

Timothy 'Tim' Barry was a young intern recently recruited around the same time I was employed. A young man in his early twenties, he was about my height with brown hair, brown eyes and freckles on his nose. A nerd if I could be more direct.

It was obvious to even the blind that he had a crush on me, but I just saw him as more of a little brother. He was way too young for me. And besides, I think I wasn't keen on relationships at the moment after the Mike fiasco.

"So if there's anything you need," Tim said and I saw him flush pink. "Let me know."

"Okay," I said.

Tim stood there not moving. Kelly and I stared at him expectantly.

"Master Barry." The three of us jolted as we heard the deep Hispanic accent. Alejandro was walking towards us.

"I believe you are supposed to be by your desk," he said.

"Sorry, sir," Tim said and quickly scrambled off.

I frowned at Alejandro. In response, he adjusted his suit and walked into the elevator.

"Who peed in his tacos?" Kelly asked as the elevator closed.

"Don't know," I replied.

But I intended to find out. That was not the same Alejandro that dropped me off that night.

***

I knocked on his door minutes later.

"Come in," he said. I detected a bit of hesitation in his voice and I smiled. I opened the door and walked in. He looked up from his computer.

"Miss Campbell?" He raised his eyebrows. "What are you doing here?"

Miss Campbell. So it was back to formality again?

"Just to make a bit of enquiry." I walked towards him and leaned by his table Alejandro stared at me like I had some nuts loose.

"Hey, Sebastian." I waved to his pet goldfish.

The little orange creature just swam about without a care in the world.

"Miss Campbell, you're not supposed to be here now." Alejandro rubbed his forehead, shutting his eyes.

"The executive chambers where only the higher ranked staff can come." I waved a hand carelessly. "Yeah, Yeah, I know that."

His eyes snapped open and his jaw clenched. I didn't care though. He had been an asshole, earlier that morning. And that was ridiculous, even for him.

"You were hard on the young man earlier this morning," I said.

"Is this what you came all the way here to tell me?" Alejandro deadpanned.

I raised my eyebrows and folded my arms in response.

"Miss Campbell, this is not a daycare center. This is work. He's here to learn how to work and grow. Both as a businessman and as a person," he said.

"For Pete's sake, he was delivering me a file." I raised up my hand. " And besides, we were on break."

"He was looking at you like some kind of meat." Alejandro raised an eyebrow.

Okay, that was a big fat lie.

"So that's what this was about?" I said.

I leaned towards him and a smirk formed ony lips.

"Mr Gonzalez," I said. "Do I detect a twinge of ea lousy somewhere within?"

Alejandro's eyes narrowed immediately and I recoiled a bit. Big mistake?

"I have a meeting in the next one hour." He gestured to the door. "Shut the door on your way out, Miss Campbell."

That was a tone of dismissal. I sighed and walked towards the door. Well, I should count myself lucky. Any other person would have been fired on the spot for that comment I made. Stepping out, I caught his eyes quickly move to the screen. Was he staring at me as I was leaving? That had to be my imagination. Well, one thing was certain though.

The asshole I knew and disliked was back.

***

*Alejandro's POV*

I knocked on the door and waited. After a few minutes, it opened and Natalie stood on the other side. She was dressed in a sheer white and transparent lingerie which revealed what she wore inside. Only a thong. The outlines of her perky breasts were visible under the moonlight. Her creamy thighs had a special gleam to them. Good thing I would soon be in their midst. Seeing my eyes roam about her body, a smile appeared on her lips.

"Hey, lover boy," she purred and put her hand on her hip in a pose that would put a supermodel to shame.

I ignored her and walked into the living room, making myself comfortable on the sofa. A sigh escaped her lips and she shut the door.

"Come on, you still aren't mad at me." She walked towards the table, making sure to add extra sway to her hips. She poured herself a glass of wine and raised it to her "Are you?" She took a sip.

"What do you think?" I asked dryly.

"Come on, sweetie, I said I was sorry." She pouted and sauntered towards me. "I don't know what came over me that day."

She straddled me and began to play with my hair.

"It was definitely not the drink," I replied, my eyes drifting to her exposed cleavage. "Because you didn't have any."

"But the way that woman looked at you. It was as if she wanted to devour you." Her voice was whiny. It sounded damn irritating.

"Tina?" I asked with raised eyebrows. "Don't lie to me, Nat. She wasn't looking at me the way you imagined. If anything, she looked like she didn't even want to be there in the first place. What you did was an act of immaturity. I expected better from you. "

I was even more pissed as my mind flashed back to the event. The look of humiliation on Tina's face bothered me. I couldn't fathom why.

"Okay, okay, I'm sorry," Natalie purred. "I can't believe that's why you couldn't come to my place yesterday. It looks like you were that upset."

"Were you expecting me to be joyful in the first place?" I replied. "You realized that as my plus one for the event, your actions made me look a bit silly.

"I know. I was a naughty girl." I saw a glint in her eyes and her voice turned sultry. "Let me atone for my sins."

She leaned downwards and captured my lips in hers. The taste of the wine in her lips was intoxicating and I couldn't help but savor it. I felt her smile into the kiss and I knew this was her intention all along. The sheer lingerie she wore wasn't a coincidence. She had prepared for it. Although she knew that wasn't what I came for when I spoke to her on the phone earlier.

I gasped into her mouth as I felt her grind into me. I slipped my hand underneath the lingerie and cupped her left breast. She winced in pleasure. My second hand joined the first and squeezed her second breast, pinching the nipple. She pulled out with her mouth open and made a gasp. I took advantage of her last in concentration and pulled down the top of her lingerie. Her exposed breast made its way to my eyes. Her pointed nipples were inviting and I accepted the invitation. I latched unto the left one and sucked on it hard, twirling it with my tongue and giving it soft bites. I heard her hiss with pleasure and ground herself harder to my groin. I slipped my hands from her chest downwards to her thighs and caressed it gently and slowly with my fingertips My hands moved further up and slipped into her thong to their entrance. She was soaked to the core.

Minutes later, she screamed and I felt my fingers bathed with her thick nectar.

"You never stop being good at this," she said after bated breaths.

She placed a kiss on my temple and her hands moved to my belt. I assisted her and soon my lower ground was exposed to the night breeze. She pulled back and stared at me with a devious gaze, licking her lips. Leaning down, she got to work. I gasped as I felt her tongue slither around the head and teased the tip. After minutes of teasing, she took me into her mouth.

This was always the best way to relieve stress. Chess and a movie was good, but this was another level of bliss. And this was why she was the best. At least for now. I threw my head back and let out a gasp letting out some words.

To my surprise, she pulled away. She stared at me with an expression of shock.

"What?" I looked down at her.

"You just called me Tina," she said.

"What?" I frowned. "I didn't."

"Yes, you did."

I was stunned. So that was what I uttered in my throes of ecstasy. Tina? Why did her face enter my vision? I looked down at Natalie who was still waiting for an explanation. I didn't have any. And I sure as hell didn't owe her one. Obviously, this moment was ruined and I won't be getting a piece of her anytime soon.

"I have to go." I stood up and wore my pants back.

"But you just got here."

"There's work tomorrow," I mumbled, making my way to the door.

"Alejandro, wait," she said.

"I'll see you later." I didn't spare her a glance and shut the door. Her frustrated cry could be heard from within but I didn't care. We weren't in a relationship the last time I checked. It was simply 'friends with benefits' as the Americans call it. Now that I thought about it, her behavior at the party convinced me that she was thinking of crossing that territory.

No chance in hell.

I entered my car but didn't make any effort to start the engine. I leaned back into my seat and took a deep breath. What is happening with me. Why did I have to call her name?

Why is she on my mind?