Fantasizing you, Mr. CEO

Chapter6

He gracefully rises from his chair and walks towards the door, catching Roxy's attention with his perfectly sculpted backside. Within her mind, she playfully entertains the idea of grabbing it, relishing in the enticing image. As he reaches the door, he turns around, their gazes meeting once again. With a teasing tone, he says, "I look forward to our meeting at 4:30... by the way, those cheeks will get you into trouble." He playfully winks before closing the door behind him.

Roxy is left bewildered by the interaction, uncertain if his words were meant to flirt or if she is simply reading too much into them due to her own desires. She scolds herself, reminding herself that he is her boss and that this is only her first day. Frustration seeps in, causing her to throw her hands up in the air and then slam them down on her desk, pressing her forehead against the cool surface.

Finally, lunchtime arrives, providing Roxy the chance to explore the area. She stumbles upon a few stylish clothing stores, though their prices surpass her budget. Numerous restaurants catch her eye, but she ultimately decides on indulging in some delicious Thai cuisine.

Upon returning to the office after lunch, Roxy immerses herself in the computer, acquainting herself with the system. While facing a few obstacles along the way, she finds comfort in the supportive guidance of the IT department and Cat. As she sifts through her emails, she flags some for later review.

At 4:15, Roxy realizes it is time to head upstairs for her scheduled meeting. Excitement courses through her veins, yet she hastily reminds herself that he is her boss and nothing more. Despite her attempts to suppress her inner vixen, the rebellious side within her remains, causing Roxy to chuckle at the internal struggle.

Stepping into the elevator, Roxy is relieved to be met with indifference from Shana. Once she reaches the 20th floor, a warm smile greets her. Victoria, the receptionist, proudly confirms that Roxy had indeed secured the job. They introduce themselves, and Roxy extends her hand in greeting, "We haven't officially met yet. I'm Roxy." A handshake seals their initial connection, and Victoria graciously welcomes Roxy to Crost Enterprises.

Roxy mentions her upcoming 4:30 appointment with Mr. Andrew Crost, and Victoria instructs her to proceed directly to his office. As Roxy walks down a short hallway, a mix of anticipation and nervousness settles within her. Before she has the chance to knock on the door, her mind floods with explicit images, momentarily captivating her thoughts. However, she swiftly reminds herself to remain focused and pushes aside those tempting fantasies. With a deep breath, she readies herself to enter his office, fully aware of the lingering sensations caused by her moments of illicit daydreaming.

She takes a deep breath, gathering her composure, and knocks on Andrew Crost's office door. "Mr. Crost?" she calls out. In his deep, sultry voice, she hears him reply, "Come in." Opening the door, Roxy is immediately struck by the expansiveness of his office. It is awe-inspiring. The view from the wall of windows is even more breathtaking than the one in her own office. The floor-to-ceiling windows provide an astonishing panorama, and she can only imagine the beauty they hold at night.

Andrew's office is remarkably simple, with a black desk, a comfortable white chair situated behind it, and two black guest chairs adorned with a computer and a phone. Not a single sheet of paper can be seen, giving the space a clean and minimalist look. The floor is adorned with stunning black and white marble tiles, creating a greyish appearance that ties everything together.

Interrupting her thoughts, Andrew speaks in his mesmerizing tone, "Please, call me Andrew," accompanied by a captivating smile. Roxy finds herself getting lost in his inviting lips for a moment. He motions towards a chair in front of his desk, indicating that she should take a seat.

She walks over steadily and sits down, noticing a brief flicker in his eyes as she does so. However, before she can discern its meaning, it is masked by his stern and composed expression. The intensity in his eyes sends a shiver down her spine, captivating her attention.

Andrew begins, "You asked me earlier why I hired you," to which Roxy nods in acknowledgment. Continuing, he explains, "It was primarily because of your honesty. Such a quality is hard to find nowadays, and there was something about the way you spoke to me. It made me feel as though I could trust you with a project I have been contemplating. However, I am too close to it. Your clean slate, as you put it, makes you incredibly valuable to me. You have no allegiances to any other company and no ties to anyone here, except me."

At his final words, Roxy inhales sharply. The idea that she has no allegiances except to Andrew, causes warmth to spread throughout her body. If only he knew that her feelings for him go far beyond allegiances. She can't help but laugh at her own thoughts.

"Does something amuse you?" he interrupts, clearly catching her laughter. Roxy quickly composes herself, apologizing, "No, I'm sorry. I was just remembering something my best friend once said about allegiances. Please, continue."

He looks at her, his gaze holding a hint of suspicion. She believes he senses her dishonesty. She keeps silent, maintaining eye contact, as she waits for him to resume. A flicker of emotion crosses his face, hinting at the presence of a memory he chooses not to reveal.

He continues, his tone serious and commanding, "What I am about to disclose is highly confidential and must remain within the confines of this office. This is a matter of the utmost importance, and I require your unwavering commitment and loyalty. Do you understand?" Roxy finds herself momentarily speechless, caught off guard by his seriousness. She manages to respond, "Yes, of course. I fully comprehend the gravity of the situation and am dedicated to the task at hand." As the words escape her lips, she freezes, realizing the unintended suggestive undertones. A fleeting smirk appears on his face before swiftly disappearing.

"I suspect that there may be instances of money laundering within our company, and I need you to thoroughly examine all our accounts to determine if this is indeed occurring. Your objective is to identify any compromised accounts and uncover the individuals responsible. Given my close connections, I fear my judgment may be colored, hence the need for an unbiased perspective. Only a select few have the necessary access to carry out such illicit activities."

"This is where you come in. As we collaborate on the community center project, your secondary task will be to meticulously review our financial records from the past three years, searching for any irregularities or discrepancies. Your dedication, diligence, and discretion will be handsomely rewarded."

He extends a document to her, explaining, "This is a non-disclosure agreement. It stipulates that you are prohibited from divulging any details of our collaboration to anyone, save for myself." Roxy requests some time to peruse the document before affixing her signature. A playful grin adorns his face, and he jests, "I would have been disappointed if you didn't."

He then gestures toward a previously unnoticed area at the back of his office. Roxy's attention is drawn to a well-appointed bar, with cabinets against the wall. The adjacent lounge area is tastefully furnished with a solid coffee table, plush couches, a luxurious armchair, and elegant side tables, all in a soothing shade of light grey that echoes the mischievous glimmer in his eyes. It appears to be a space created for informal meetings or moments of relaxation.

Stepping toward the lounge area, Roxy begins perusing the document in her hands. It outlines the parameters of her access to confidential information and emphasizes the strict confidentiality of their collaboration. She is to report exclusively to him, and her compensation includes an initial p*****t of $100,000, a subsequent reward of another $100,000 once the discrepancies are exposed, along with a corporate account to cover any expenses incurred during the investigation. She finds herself momentarily taken aback—$200,000 in addition to her regular salary for her involvement in his mission to uncover potential money laundering within the company.