few weeks. If you can’t handle the position please feel free to walk out now,” he growled.
Derek was supposed to be getting to her but was angry by his own body’s betrayal. The second he touched her arm lightening shot through his fingertips, straight to his groin. Her smell, which was so much more delicate than most women, surrounded him. He wanted to pull her into his arms and take her immediately on his new desk.
He was trying to play with her and instead he was the one who was getting burned. If it weren’t for her eyes widening in desire or the fact her breathing was getting shallow he would’ve completely lost it. Seeing her desire for him was giving him back some strength. He’d have her again but it would be on his terms and he’d be the one to walk away, leaving her wanting more.
It took every ounce of his control but he stepped back and casually propped himself on the edge of his desk. It would look like she hadn’t affected him at all. He was great at putting on masks.
She had her hands clenched at her sides as she got herself under control. His lips turned up at the corners in a mocking smile as he waited her out.
“First of all, what happened in the past is long over. I haven’t thought about you since the last day we were together. Had you not brought it up, I would’ve completely forgotten we even had sex,” she lied to him. She got some pleasure as his smile was wiped off his face and his eyes narrowed at her.
“Secondly, I can handle anything. If we need to work together I can stand being around you. I just prefer not to since you disgust me,” she spat as she made her exit. She raced down the hallway and into the ladies room, where she emptied her lunch. She sat on the floor for several minutes as she regained her composure. She didn’t know how she was going to be able to handle working for the man who’d broken her heart so badly she’d been afraid to get involved in other relationships.
She’d try and work for him as long as she could, while she started searching for other work but she couldn’t go without a paycheck. She had her son to think about. She gathered herself together and then walked proudly back into her old office. Amy looked up to glare at her. She glared right back. She had zero tolerance for the jealous woman.
“If you would please move, I need to get to my desk,” she said, proud of the authority in her voice.
“He didn’t fire you?” Amy asked in shock, before she could stop herself.
“He has no reason to fire me, I’m excellent at my job,” Jasmine replied. Amy stalked out of the room, Jasmine assumed, to find out if she was telling the truth.
“I need to gather a bunch of things together to go over with Mr. Titan, can I please have some privacy?” she asked the people in the room, with steal in her voice. She may have been asking but if they refused to leave, then she’d no longer ask, she’d demand. This was still her office and she wanted it to herself.
The other two people left without a word. She was assuming they were running to the boss to find out if she could kick them out. She simply didn’t care. She had nothing to hide but didn’t feel she had to share her space with a bunch of strangers.
Derek sat back down at his desk after Jasmine departed. He was angry with her but far angrier with himself. He couldn’t believe he’d let her get to him. The whole point of his revenge was to affect her, not the opposite way around.
He was incredibly pleased to find out she worked for the company. He’d simply been planning on cutting off her cash supply by breaking her father. He would’ve been to the offices sooner had he known she was an employee. He should’ve done more research so he could’ve been prepared to see her that afternoon. Things were going so much better than he had hoped. He’d been expecting her to show up at his door, begging him to give her father some mercy.
Instead he had her working under him. That thought