MY LADY BOSS

CHAPTER 3: HEALING THE BROKEN

Mia’s POV

“Ms. Cahill has had a long day and I am afraid that she won’t b-”

Dane is such a d**k !

He purposely teases me and only he has the nerves to stir up trouble for me.

No one dares to even mess with me due to my fiery temper.

After knowing my feelings for Andrew, Dane has started getting under my skin even more which reminds me that I got to know about his crush too yesterday.

Sweet Jesus, it will surely be a hell of a payback for him ! I chuckled inwardly upon thinking about his reaction to my sweet revenge.

Coming to the present, I sent my best glare towards Dane, unknown to all and interrupted him to accept Andrew’s invitation.

Gosh ! How I longed to be in his arms and tell him everything.

But he must be so mad ! I hid the truth. However, I never lied about anything I told him. I only hid just one fact that I was the person behind Rovio’s success.

Andrew led me to his office after I instructed my team and as I entered his luxuriously designed office, the door shut behind me with a bang as I felt my back thrown towards the door.

“What the f**k, Mia ?”, Andrew shouted as he pressed his body aggressively against mine, pinning me to the door with his arms caging me in his hold.

My confident usual self instantly vaporized as I saw the fury in his eyes.

Shit ! This is bad, really bad.

He always handled me with kid gloves as if I was his fragile flower and never had I seen him shout or get mad except at Ellene last night.

I am in so much trouble, I knew.

“Andrew, I-I…”, I stuttered but words failed me. I could not bring myself to say anything as my body trembled from the rage that Andrew’s narrow eyes were showing.

Afterall, it is said that the eyes are the windows of the soul and right now that very soul seemed to be lit with red hot fire as the flames of betrayal and anger blazed through his entire being.

“I am waiting, Mia”, he softly said but only I knew how cold he had become towards me and his tone contained malice to threaten me that I’d better have a good reason else I was so dead.

“An-ndrew, y-you a-are s-scaring m-me, I stuttered which even I don’t know how I managed to say.

“Still waiting for your damn reason, Mia”, he gritted through his teeth as if controlling himself as he suddenly released his hold from me and backed a step away from me.

Silence filled the room as he stared at me, waiting for an answer.

However, I had no idea from where to start and I wasn’t prepared to tell him everything yet.

But after last night, he had shown me how much he cared for me and I knew, I could trust him. I was willing to tell him every damn thing about myself as he had stood for me when no one did.

In the past, I had been humiliated similarly but no one except for my dear grandfather had helped me through the trauma and again, when I was at my most vulnerable state, he had not only supported me but was also giving me a chance to explain myself right now.

However, the thought of hiding my identity from him and his look of betrayal could not make me say the real reason as I did not want to hurt him more.  

“I-I-I….”, my tongue had already died and now my throat was failing me as well as I suddenly felt it go completely dry.

Not a word could be squeezed out of me.

He stood firmly still, staring into my eyes as he waited for me to answer.

Tongue tied, I looked away from him, guilt plainly written on my face.

This man had given me a long time to explain myself but I could not bring myself to say anything as I knew he was already disappointed in me.

Andrew Robinson, who had been silent for a long time, seemed dangerously impatient.

He suddenly stretched out his long arm and pulled me into his arms. He grabbed me by my hair and then the kiss came- a fierce, angry kiss which swallowed away all my breaths.

He attacked my lips ruthlessly while a ripping sound confirmed that his hands were tearing away my blouse savagely as I tried to push him away from me.

However, his grip on me only tightened while the intensity of his punishment increased.

His kisses were fierce while his tongue mercilessly dominated every inch of my mouth, making my breaths even more erratic. His tongue was almost deep throating me while he alternately, bit on my lips, causing the skin of my lower lip to break.

Blood filled our mouths but he didn’t stop.

After, he sucked all the air from my lungs, he moved from my lips to my jaw and neck, kissing and sucking furiously everywhere.

I was sure that the canvas of my fair skin would show off his art of bites by the intensity with which he was devouring me.

I could tell that he was hurting from inside and I knew I deserved this punishment but it was too painful to bear.

“A-Andrew p-please s-stop”, I yelled as soon as my mouth was free.

He invaded every spot on my chest as his hot kisses rummaged from my neck to my collarbone, leaving marks one after another.

“And-drew don’t”, I whimpered as by now my authoritarian aura had long vanished.

Tears started to roll down my eyes. I felt bad for me and I felt bad for him. I shouldn’t have led him on.

My tear drops hitting the skin of his hand which held my face.

“Stop Andrew. I am sorry”, I sobbed softly.

His violent kisses stopped abruptly as he gently started pouring kisses everywhere where he had previously bit me.

I was relieved that he had calmed down but my body still shook uncontrollably.

He nuzzled his face into the crook of my neck, hugging me tightly as if he his life depended on it.

This calmed down my quivering body as my control on myself started coming back to me.

I held the back of his head in my palm and patted his back to soothe him down further.

After an eternity, he breathed in heavily with his face still dangling near my neck, as if taking in all my scent.

Then he turned to face me.

“Mia”, Andrew softly called out my nickname which only two people I cared about knew- Grandpa and Andrew.

I immediately silenced him with my finger on his lips and led him to the couch while leading him with my hand.

After seating him, I got a glass of water for him and sat beside him.

“I am sorry, Mia. I feel like a horrible wild animal right now”, he mumbled with regret.

“Shush Andrew ! Never say anything like that”, I said with a frown on my face. “It’s all my fault, Andrew. I hid about my identity”, I said with lowered eyes.

I felt two fingers lift my chin and he gently kissed me on the lips as he placed me on his lap.

“I am so sorry, Andrew. I hurt you for my own selfish reasons”, I sobbed my eyes lubricating uncontrollably.

He kissed away my tears and kissed my lips softly till I calmed down myself.

“How about you tell me everything from the beginning, kitten ? I will take you to my home tonight, ok ? And I will not take no for an answer”, he said in his deep raspy voice but finality in his tone.

I nodded my head and leaned my head over his ripping hard chest while my fingers drew shapes on his knee.

I didn’t realize when I dozed off in this position but when I woke up, I was lying on a bed under comfortable covers.