His Innocent Mistress

Chapter 9

Meghan's POV

“Dance?” I made him look at my sling and he still seemed to be waiting for my answer. “Why not?” I tried to play nonchalantly.

I wonder why he had to be so kind. He gave that ooze of gentleman that could make any woman’s knee weak while his eyes would tell a whole different story. He got up and not once looked away. I don’t know but only if he could look away from time to time it would make me a lot more comfortable.

I accepted his hand and got up to only inhale his cologne. I walked beside him to stand a little away from the table and stopped to look at him. Only if I didn’t know he already had a fiancé. I would have thought he was making advances.

My heartbeat fastened the moment he took his hand on my waist. I looked away but felt his breaths on my temple as he neared. And, to make the situation less awkward I asked, “Is this your favorite song or something?”

“No…it’s just my favorite moment here.” I laughed nodding my head. “Coming home from work is always something I look forward to too…” But trailed off looking into his eyes and got static for a moment.

No matter how many times I try to tell myself he is only being kind I can’t stop finding lust in his eyes. That raw hunger…that would tell me to run far away. I got my hand over his shoulder with only the tips of my fingers barely touching his suit.

He pulled away to only get my hand up to get me turned around. My breath hitched feelings his crisp suit at my back. I held his hand that came to rest on my belly to stop his advances. His hand was lava hot. I wonder what he was thinking as we rocked sideways to the music.

“Tell me something about you.” He whispered in my ear and I gulped hard wondering if I can manage to speak. And, the lights only got dimmer.

“There is nothing much…I…I have always been living to earn...to get by. Tell me about you?”

“Not exactly the same but…it was like this…just at another level…you are uncomfortable in my arms.” He asked making me widen my eyes before I shook my head. “Not really…” I whispered for him to get me turned around.

I looked up to only find his jaw hard. I found his blue orbs even darker as he whispered leaning into my ear. “I promise…you are safe here.”

Our bodies were almost plastered with my mouth touching his suit. I got my lipstick on his suit while I knew what I felt in my ear was his mouth. “I think I am tired.” I pulled away to get to the table.

We got back after waiting a little more for the person who didn't show up. I couldn’t help but stay awake on my bed. I wonder if it was all a ploy. What if there was no one coming for the meeting. But why would he lie? For me?

I try to tell myself how I was so out of shape or how he is the richest man having the access to far beautiful women than me but I couldn’t shake away the feeling that he wanted me. And, even registering this thought seems like a sin. He was my boss and it could complicate a lot of things for me.

He owned many banks and had trillions to invest wherever he could. And, he was doing it. Making even more money for his family business. Even if he wants me...a person like him would only want to get into my panties. But for me, it could change a lot.

First thing first I should get out of here. If I am not to be his housemaid I wonder why I should stay here. At first, I thought he will hire me as an in-house maid but now it doesn’t seem the case. I closed my eyes trying to get sleep for only to feel thirsty recalling his hand sliding on my belly. I closed my eyes and took two deep breaths. I tried to recall how it used to feel with Josh. And, no matter how hard I try I couldn't. All I could recall were the times when Mr. Gordon was standing in my personal space as if it was nothing.

I tried to sleep but couldn't forget how he looks at me. There is something about the way he looks at me. My every woman instinct was telling me how this man was courting me. Because whenever he looks at me I feel naked.

Even if he wants you he is not good news. He is your boss. And, things shouldn't be f****d up at work.

I had my little Becky, a father who wanted to kill me, and social services that would take my daughter away if I am not able to provide for her. I couldn’t lose this job.

I woke up in the morning and had the routine normal until Anne started looking at me warily. “What’s wrong?” I asked and she got her arms folded over her chest.

“What are you to Mr. Gordon to ride his car?” I looked at her for a few seconds before making a reply. “I live at his place…so,”

“You live in Royal Apartments….somewhere in his building.” I bit my lip shaking my head.

“No…I live at his penthouse. I…didn’t have any place to live so he is…helping.” I tried to smile but she looked at me shocked.

“Even if he is trying to help you…it seems a lot more than that. Why don't you use the elevator we use?” I only looked at her before asking.

“Why…is it bothering you?” She laughed at my question but then tried to hold her laugh. “Look, if you think you can use this time to…trap him. He won’t even look at you. No…there is nothing wrong with you…It's just…he is Mr. Gordon…if it is not about work he won’t even breathe...” I don’t know why but I could see she was pissed at something.

“...by the way, where did you go last night? I didn’t know any of his appointments. What are you trying?" I looked at her shocked before defending.

“I don’t know…he is my boss. I can’t really object to why he is meeting someone. Plus, I am too not trying anything. I am a single parent. The economy is bad and I wouldn't...risk...so. I am not interested to mess up things here.”

“As if you being interested can mean anything.” She snorted under her breath and I wonder what could change in a day. She was more than fine yesterday.

It was only after five minutes when we both found Andrew coming. “Hey…Meghan…I saw you riding with Mr. Gordon. What have you done? Do you use to work for a huge mogul before? He usually asks for me to take notes if he is seeing someone. And, it was your first day.” I looked at him and didn’t like how he had a hidden meaning.

“It is nothing…she lives with him. And, they were to get home later. You know Mr. Gordon. He won't be interested. And, I have heard he is committed now.” Andrew's eyes widened at the information.

“I don’t know…everyone had been asking me who is she?" Anne looked at me over Andrew's info.

“He is right. Riding with him…can cost you rumors. You shouldn’t. Refuse him next time. Stop troubling him.” Andrew made an o with his mouth over Anne’s unfiltered words.

“I don’t care about rumors. And, as you two are here…there is nothing going on…”

“We know…we know…” Anne told me and then looked at Andrew for affirmation.

“Great,…” I said before switching on my laptop. My head was exploding and I could use a cup of coffee but Mr. Gordon called and asked for the coffee too. I got up to make one for me too. He didn’t look at me and was busy looking at his laptop this time when I got into his office.

“Ms. Marshall,…ask Anne to let the gentlemen in…but make sure they are only here for ten minutes. If you don’t find them getting out…come in to inform me how I have a meeting…ok?” I nodded my head assuring I can do this much.

I turned around but then looked at him again. “My name’s Meghan…if you don’t know.” I said and he looked at me. I wonder if he was pissed. “I know, Ms. Marshall…I know a lot.”

I got out and asked Anne to let his next appointment come. I took a sip over my coffee and was watching the tutorial over this software.

Why does he know a lot?

The moment I look up to find someone passing I couldn’t help but spot Josh. He was as tall and impressive as I could recall. Exactly the same as I imagined him in my dreams. He too got his eyes narrowed before ignoring me altogether while on the other hand, I stood up from my place.

Anne got ahead to show the way and I wonder how it was my chance to talk to him. I waited patiently and completely forgot about the task Mr. Gordon asked me.

Getting up from my place I knocked on Mr. Gordon’s door. “Mr. Gordon…you have your next appointment in a minute.” I inhaled when Josh looked at me with his mouth a little twisted.

“I see you are busy. We won’t take much of your time.” That middle-aged man who accompanied Josh said and the moment he turned I knew who he was. He was Kelly’s father, now Josh’s father-in-law too, Mr. Kennedy. Well, it seems Josh had gotten himself a new family.

I kept the door open for these two and they were still shaking hands with Mr. Gordon when Kelly’s father too looked at me. I wonder if he knew who I am.

“I see you have gotten a taste for long legs.” His laugh was more like a snort and Mr. Gordon tilted his head, “Excuse me?”

“Nothing…I just happen to know this woman. Lizzy…aren’t you Lizzy? The pole dancer,…the STRIPPER,” My whole body shook but I only looked at Mr. Gordon. I didn’t want him to know about my past.

“You sure are mistaken. This woman here…is Ms. Marshal. And, you better not make her uncomfortable with your unsightly mouth.” His hard jaw and sharp tone were enough for Mr. Kennedy to close his mouth and not say anything further.

I didn’t look at Mr. Gordon as I closed the door after me and asked Anne to make the coffee if Mr. Gordon asks before walking behind Josh.

I only called him the moment they turned into another lobby. "Josh? Josh?" They did stop for only Kelly's father to look at me. “What do you want? Here, take this…they are always hiring.” I only stared at the card he was passing me before looking at him. “Shove it,…Josh…I really want you to listen to me. Becky…was almost murdered,…” He did stop for a moment and I walked after him before taking the elevator with them.

“Please…you gotta believe me. She is in danger. I…don’t care about me but she deserves a better future. You are his father…and she has done nothing wrong. You and Kelly can adopt her. Please…look at me, Josh…Josh.”

“Well,…looking at other woman’s man….always a whore.” Mr. Kennedy said shaking his head.

“Your daughter was a w***e. He was mine. Josh, you wanted Becky to happen…now what’s changed? You were happy that day…when I told you we are pregnant?”

“What the hell are you trying slut…he is not related to your baby.” I looked at Josh shocked. How could he stoop this low?

“How much is enough for you Josh? You have already got millions. What else do you want? She is…yours. You know that, right? Josh…she can be killed. You should take her in. Do you want her to end up like me? Josh…you can’t do this with our Becky. I…I will go to court.” I was at my wit's ends when the elevator’s door opened. And, this only made Kelly’s father look at me.

“Good luck with that, slut!” They both stepped out.

I cursed inwardly and stayed quiet trying to act natural walking with Josh. It was only when I got out of the building I said again, “Josh…josh…she can be killed. Please…I will never come to see her. Tell me you had never loved her. You…you are the only man I can trust her with...or I was never going to beg you.” And, with this, I recalled how he was never really into her. Despite showing up at her birth time to sign some papers he didn’t really do anything. He was already with Kelly at that time.

And, before I could follow them further I found an arm in front of me. “Ms. Marshall you are not allowed to leave the premises on your own.” I looked at the man I had hardly seen around. Maybe he drove us to the restaurant yesterday. He was saying something in the microphone and I jolted when he touched me before coming right in front of me.

“Excuse me...leave me alone.” I look up to only notice Josh and that baldy static.

“You better not bad mouth us to Mr. Gordon. Not that he is going to believe anything coming from your shitty mouth but if he did I will sure send him some of your talents.” Mr. Kennedy came to seethe.

I slapped the arm of that driver before looking at him completely shocked. I walked into the building again. It was only now that I wonder what just happened. Why I wasn’t allowed to leave the premises?

I took the elevator up but recalled how Mr. Kennedy called me Lizzy in front of Theo. My stomach felt sick over how Mr. Gordon know about my past now. I wonder how he will look at me from now on?

I got to the floor and found Anne behind her desk. My phone rang even before I get to take a seat. “Hello,” I whispered,

“Ms. Marshall, in my office now.” His kind voice was clipped right now. I got a pad and pen just in case. I knew it was about me being Lizzy. Anyone could google Lizzy and stripper and that will be me.

I got in fearing the worst. His eyes were on me the moment I entered. He motioned me to take a seat and I did.

“Are you going to fire me again?” I had to ask or this anxiety was going to kill me.

“I can’t do that now.” He said looking intimidating without his suit jacket and only in his waistcoat.

“Then?” I asked and found him briefly looking at my mouth before he looked into my eyes. As if recalling why he called me here.

“I meant to ask you a question, Ms. Marshall.” He said and I had my heartbeat fast and looked at the pad to hide my tension.

“Will you be my mistress?” He said and everything was frozen for a moment before it shattered. Everything was gone in a blink.

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