His Headstrong Secretary (Completed!)

Chapter 8

Zina’s POV

I quickly wrapped up my business and began to wash my hands and dried them but before I could walk out the door closest to the exit suddenly opened and I saw Mr. Christian stumbling backwards with a woman still sucking his d**k. He grunted and came but at that same moment we made eye-contact. Talk about awkward. 

I had no idea how to react and told him, “Please continue and do ignore me.” and stomped off angrily. I wasn’t even sure why I reacted in such a way when I’m used to him screwing around daily but somehow seeing him in the act itself made me very angry. 

I returned to the party room and searched for Antonio but he seemed preoccupied with some other people at the party so instead I went to get myself a drink in an attempt to erase what I just witnessed in the bathroom. I didn’t know anyone at the party that I was close enough to stand around with so I just kept downing myself in alcohol. 

As I got my third Whiskey Sour the same girl I saw in the bathroom stall returned and locked eyes with me. I tried to look away but she smirked and approached me. She didn’t even need to introduce herself and I knew who she was, she’s currently the hottest Victoria Secrets supermodel Helena Martinez. She came by a couple times before in the office but she never noticed me or paid me any attention, that is until now.  

“You don’t belong here.” She said while taking my drink from my hand and taking a sip of it while eying me up and down and smirking. 

“Elijah is mine so stop bothering him you ugly slut, you’re just a secretary” and handed me back my drink but not before spitting in it. First of all, who the hell does she think she is. Secondly, I’m not interested in screwing my boss, again that is. And third, I don’t even know her. 

She then continued to open her mouth and said “Look at you, you came to this party alone and lonely. See this. I got it from Elijah, he loves me” she played with the necklace on her neck, one that looked very familiar to me that is. 

“First of all I don’t care about him, second if I’m a slut what are you when you’re sucking some guys d**k in the bathroom stall during his mother's birthday party? Also, that necklace, yeah it’s nice on you but did you know that a few days ago it was on my neck and because I didn’t like it I returned it to him?” I said, taking my drink and setting it on the table as I was clearly not going to drink it anymore. 

I smirked at her and attempted to walk away but she wouldn’t let it go. She held my wrist and proceeded to call me names calling me a w***e, saying that I tempted Elijah Christian with my fake books and fake ass. It was getting quite awful to be fair and attracting attention. 

“Look. I don’t know and don’t care who you are. I am not interested in your Elijah Christian, I am here as a guest of Professor McNeal and you’re being a b***h for making a scene about nothing. Now stay out of my business and use your mouth for something else you’re good at, such as sucking d***s of any rich man that you can get your hands on.” I said loud enough for people to hear earning a few laughs from the people around and whispers. Helena turned red in either embarrassment or anger, either way I don’t care, and walked away, more of stomped away actually. 

I needed another drink, or maybe ten so I headed to the next bar table, there were a few set up due to the amount of guests here and took a few shots and a few more whiskey sour until I felt buzzed. 

After a short while and a good amount of alcohol in my system, Antonio came back and offered to take me home which I gladly accepted. I was ready to leave this place, to not have to deal with Helena and her bullshit and more importantly so that I don’t have to see Mr. Christian as he always brings me some sort of trouble or heartache. 

Elijah’s POV

I overheard the little altercation between Helena and Zina and it bothered me. Why is Zina so reluctant with me? Clearly I was able to please her very well that night, and she was too. When she told me to treat this as just a casual one time thing and it made me infuriated. Never has a woman rejected me and she’s rejected me countless times over and over again, just what the hell is wrong with her, women usually throw themselves on me just like Helena would. 

I watched as Antonio left with Zina and so I followed. God I’m acting like such a f*****g stalker for a girl I absolutely do not care about, she just a secretary.  

When Zina caught Helena and I in the bathroom, I lost the urge to want to have s*x and just left Helena there to clean up and threw the necklace Zina returned to me earlier in the week. I actually wanted to have Zina wear it for the party but she seemed pretty adamant on keeping away from me from the moment I picked her up at her apartment. 

As I watched from my tinted car windows I saw Antonio help lift Zina into her building. As I watched his hands wrap around her shoulder and waist supporting her weight, my hands unconsciously turned into fists. It took him bloody 10 minutes before he returned from the entrance and left in his car. A part of me sighed in relief when I saw Antonio walk out so quickly, meaning they definitely did not have s*x, but a part of me was furious that the one who took her home was not me and Antonio. God something is definitely wrong with me.

When I returned home all I could think about was Zina and her face that looked hurt when she caught Helena and I in the bathroom. What’s this feeling I have for her? I can’t seem to take my eyes off her and everything about her from the strands of her hair to her toes bothered me in ways I’ve never felt before, I really want her and not just sexually, I want all of her to belong to me only.