My Boss then My Master

Chapter 3 Grace POV

He looked uncomfortable and annoyed , like really annoyed. I'm not sure if it was at me , but surely it couldn't. I hadn't done anything wrong, had I ? I had just answered his question. He runs a hand through his hair and looks away from me. " Do you enjoy it here ?" He asks tensely. I didn't understand what was wrong so I just answered his question. " I like it just fine Sir " his nostrils flare with the quick intake of breath he does. He shoots up out of his chair, making me jump in my seat and gasp. His hard stare makes me shrink back.

" Would you like a drink ?" He pretty much snaps at me. My mouth does the open and closes like a fish moves, with no words coming out. But it looks like that didn't matter because he was already storming around his desk and past me. " I'll get you some water "'he says as he storms past. My heart starts a mad beat. I dare not turn round and look to see where he was. My anxiety was going through the roof as well as something I didn't want to concentrate on.

So when a water bottle comes into my peripheral view from over my shoulder, I let out an embarrassing Yelp. I blame being wound so tight that I didn't hear him coming back. A hand lands on my other shoulder, then his face comes over my shoulder , close to mine. Way too close to mine. His aftershave crowds me and I feel like he's everywhere. " Are you OK grace ?" He asks, concerned. But because there is something wrong with me obviously. The only thing I fixate on is him saying my name.

And the fact it just made my pants damper than they were. " Fine yea fine , you just scared me is all,. Well, I didn't hear you " I quickly said, grabbing the bottle rudely out of his hand. He hums at the side of me , then straightens his body and walks back around his desk. He takes a seat and just looks at me , he slouches back his elbow, going on the seat arm and then he brings his fingers up to his chin.

" I intimidate you , why ?" He asks. He just throws it out there , his expression gives off a don't f*****g lie to me vibe. My fingers grip and tighten around the water bottle in my hand. I couldn't tell him the reason why. How could I tell him that for some reason I was having a massive fan girl, I can't stop staring at him and your making me extremely horny as well. But also the story , all the rumors about him. I understood them being in his presence made you a stuttering mess that then added to his intensity .

"Miss Holmes " he snaps , making me jump again. " Don't make me ask again , I'm not a very patient man ". It came out like I had no filter from my brain to my mouth. I had to thank small graces that I didn't spill everything. " Because your intimidating, the rumors we heard about you are definitely true". His brow rises and I automatically clamp my mouth shut. s**t, what the hell did I say that for ? He drops his arm down and tilts his head. " What are the rumors about me? " he asks.

I was already probably going to get the sack if I didn't tell him, I would definitely be fired and if I did the same outcome, probably. My heart sinks , sighing. I look away from him not able to take his handsomeness anymore. " Just office gossip , that you made a girl cry in another office. You're strict and make lots of changes. You are a bit of a perfectionist and you don't give any leeway. Then your an arrogant asshole". May as well stick him with the whole truth.

When I hear a slight chuckle, I snap my head up and look at him. He was now grinning amused at me. " Oh I'm all those things ". He says with laughter in his voice. " But you, Miss Holmes, are the only one that has ever had the courage to say to me what I knew everyone was already saying". He tilts his head at me " Bravo " he says, confusing me. How am I not getting a telling off and told to clear my desk right now ?

" Well when I am more set up around here , I will definitely get your input on things I want to know. Alas, I know you will be truthful " he says, smiling. Truthful , it had just come out. I never wanted to say all of those things. He stands again and holds his hand out to me over the desk. To reach it I'd have to stand. So I do so awkwardly. Gulping, I reach my hand out and hesitate to grip his. I'd read stories where you felt a zap of electricity like you were sole mates. What if that happened ?

Honestly, I felt like my head was spinning. Dominic was a headfuck. Jumping from one emotion to the other. Plucking up the courage, I placed my hand in his and held my breath. No spark, no zap on my arm, but I did feel his strength. His grip on my hand commanded , not a half-assed attempt. It was a handshake that said I'm the boss.

His skin on mine felt calloused a little, which surprised me. I expect his hands to be smooth and soft.Unmarked and perfect, just like his face. Our gazes seem to stay on each other , definitely for two long. His eyes were like a magnet once it connected you was stuck. It made me feel trapped in a delicious way. My mind started playing out a scenario. He drags me forward by my hand and pulls me so I'm up to the desk. That is the only thing separating us. His other arm shoots out, grabs me by the hair and yanks me forwards, our mouths mashing together in a heated kiss.

That's when I snatched my hand back. I felt my foot wanting to take those exact steps forward. My breathing had gone too fast again. And yep stupid n*****s are showing again when I glance down. " I think that's all for today " he said, his voice back tight. I didn't dare look at him to see if he was looking. Instead, I turned and hid the traitorous things from him. " Thank you Mr Johnson ", I rushed out, then I was out of the office and storming back to the elevator like my ass was on fire.

I bet the girl at the receptionist's desk thought I was crazy too. I pressed the button for the doors way too many times. It took too long. I needed to get back to my desk or home. So I could hide under my blankets and wait for the phone call telling me not to bother coming back in. When they ding open I rush in and turn as they are closing. Not five feet away from the elevators stood Dominic, hands in his pockets, watching me. I gasped at the way he was watching me. Like he was a starving man and I was the dinner. I'd seen the look of lust many times to know it.

" f**k " I'm sure I see him mouth , just as the doors shut completely. I let out a breath I didn't realize I'd been holding. " s**t" I said to myself. To be honest, that wasn't what I was expecting. I thought, with him seeing my hardened n*****s, I was being taken up to his office to be propositioned for s*x. Not that I thought he was a creep, but he saw my reaction to him and I thought he would cash in on it.

But he hadn't , in fact. In hadn't really asked me anything . I was confused to what any of that was actually about. I was overthinking it , I had to be. Dominic Johnson would take me up to his office for a quick afternoon f**k. He wasn't like men I associated myself with in clubs. Dominic was a high-class businessman , his family were silly rich. What would he want with me? I had been a complete i***t thinking that. Whatever it was anyway was over with. Probably didn't after anymore anyways.

The doors opened back up on our floor and pacing there as soon as I stepped out, was Paul. He saw me and he came running over throwing questions and questions at me. What did he want? What did he ask me ? Why did he walk me to go up to his office?

Paul looked like a man scared, I knew why. Paul was lazy , he got the job of manager and then basically passed off his whole job to others. So a new boss will be scary for him. Shrugging my shoulders, I kept walking to my cubicle. " He just asked if I like it here and stuff like that ?" It was pretty much all he asked me. I wasn't about to tell Paul. I basically called the new boss a prick. " That's it ? Nothing about me ? " he keeps prodding.

Rolling my eyes I huff as I sat down in my chair. " No Paul nothing about you " I told him. I was being closed off and short , he looks down at me in annoyance and then storms off. I probably wouldn't have to deal with his childish ass anymore anyway. What a disaster.