The Perfect Seduction Plan

Chapter 8 – It was an accident!

Chapter 8 – It was an accident!

Amelia Hudson

POV

One week later

The week has been great I see my therapist daily, she has helped me get through what has really led me to hurt myself as she calls it. She believes it has nothing to do with me not loving myself but everything to do with Aaron not loving the real me. She believes I put on an act in front of Aaron because I fear him seeing the real me and not being satisfied with what he sees.

Other than that, things have been going great for me, my therapist refuses to disclose any of my files to my father and he still believes he can get them from her.

Work had been the same. Aaron however is now fully ignoring me; he does not move from his desk or even look at me something in him changed a week ago. I do not know what in him has changed but he is not talking to me like he did before. I do not know why it bothers me though. I should be happy I do not have to act in front of him.

‘Maybe you are upset because your feelings for Aaron haven’t gone away as you thought’ The devil spoke in my ear.

It had to be the devil speaking because there is no way an angel would say that. How could I possibly still have a crush on him? I need to have my head examined.

I am going to make sure he spoke to me again. He was going to speak to me again. He is going to fall in love with me so I could break his heart. I walked into his office and went straight to the seat in front of his desk and sat down in a huff.

He looks up at me and tilts his head slightly to the left. He looks at me amused.

“Can I help you, Miss Hudson?” he asks in a teasing tone

I roll my eyes and cross my arms across my chest. His eyes move down to my cleavage oh now he notices me.

He looks at me amused. A smirk playing on his lips. He leans back in his seat and crosses his arms.

“You’re a bad boss” I whin

He totally was the entire week I had almost no tasks. I had his schedule sorted on Monday already. Other than getting his coffee I had nothing to do. Nothing challenging. He never let me touch the mess on his desk, he would stay in here all day working on whatever this is by himself. He however was swamped in work. How he could possibly be this busy when I had nothing to do all day is beyond me.

“Oh? Am I now?” he asks

I nod and pout like a child.

“Well how do I fix this?” he asks “We can’t have you pouting like daffy duck” he says

My eyes go wide at his insult. How dare he call me daffy duck. I do not look like daffy duck.

“I do not look like daffy duck! You do!” I shout at him

He laughs “Okay you don’t look like daffy duck.” He speaks

I turn my head away from him.

I hear him get up from his desk. I refuse to look at him.

“I’m sorry okay you don’t look like daffy, maybe his sister” he teases me

I send a glare his way.

I hit his chest playfully. I feel his rock-hard abdominal muscles against my hand, and I nearly have a heart attack.

I forgot he works out and he surely looks good without this suit on. I was not going to see it though. I was not going to sleep with Aaron. I was not going to give my virginity to the man who broke my heart. The man who broke me. I was not going to fall for his charms. No way in hell would I fall for him charms.

He grabs my hand suddenly. I was startled by his sudden action; I flinch and my cuff flies off my wrist. Showing wrist to him. I try to hide it, but he grabs my wrist and looks at it.

“What happened?” he asks lightly brushing his fingers over my scars. I close my eyes. It could not think straight not with him touching me. I barely knew what 1+1 is right now.

I shake my head trying to clear my thoughts. clearing my thoughts. I pull my wrist from him. I wanted to have the scars removed but my father refused saying it would be a daily reminder not to do it again.

“Amelia?” he calls out to me.

I refuse to answer him, I did not want him to know ow pathetic I was, how weak I was. How hurt I was. I would not allow him or any man except my father to see me weak. I swallow down the tears that threaten to fall.

“Amelia Hudson…” he shakes me softly and gently, so he does not hurt me.

“Buy me lunch” I blurt out

“Huh?” he asks in confusion.

“Buy a girl lunch first before asking her questions like that.” I try to joke.

He smiles but it did not reach his eyes. I knew then and there I messed up. “Sure…” he says walking back to his desk.

He dials a number. “Rodger can you please bring up whatever is good in the cafeteria, two of each please.” He speaks

He hangs up soon after he puts the phone down.

“Food will be up in a second. So, tell me about yourself. Where you from? Where is your family?” he asks

“You promise you won’t tell anyone?” I ask him to as I cross my arms

He nods as though it is a given. Interesting.

“Well, I was born in Texas, two days after I was born my mother’s boyfriend at the time shot her and me in an attempt to kill us.” I say honestly.

Emma my mother was killed by her boyfriend, he was a possessive and controlling jerk according to my aunt Ella. My mom suspected him of being a low-level thug, but she did not know for sure. So, do you want to know how my high school mother and a boyfriend and ended up not having his child? My father owed my mother a favor and she cashed in on said favor. My mother forced my father to break her virginity and she fell pregnant that day or night or whatever. I didn’t want to go into the gory details but from what I know it was some old factory talk about a let-down.

My father also told me how I was born with a different name but to protect me my father and aunt changed my name.

“I’m so sorry.” He speaks bringing me out of my thunderstorm of thoughts.

“He did not kill us though, my aunt changed my name and said I was her daughter to protect me it worked out because she had been gone for a year, so people believed her. what else oh, when things got too hard for her and my grandparents died, she contacted my father. I lived with my father well until you know” I say

He nods.

“So, you have no one?” he asks

I shake my head. “I have my aunt. She moved here to New York with me.” I say honestly. That was the truth.

He nods

“What about you?” he asks

“Well, my family is from New York. I grew up with a loving mother and an overbearing father. I was expected to be perfect. But I loved them. I have a little sister” he says as he smiles talking about his sister.

Wait sister? Did he just say sister? I knew everything there is to know about this man, yet I did not know about a sister. I used to somewhat stalk him in high school, and I knew everything that’s how I knew what he liked in woman, how much he loved a woman’s legs. How many girls spoke about him and his abilities in the girl’s bathroom. I would listen to anything they said and imagine me being them in those situations. That was I loved reading I could transform myself into the female lead and be the perfect woman those men wanted and not who I was back then. Wait back to the topic of him having a sister.

“Sister? I did not know you have siblings.” I blurt out. Why did I ask that?

SHOOT! I think to myself I am not supposed to know anything about him. How he will know I have been looking into him, or I have been stalking him.

His head snaps to me. “Yeah, we don’t want the media to know about her because my parents want her to have a normal childhood.” He speaks

I nod “I understand.” I speak

I did, my family is in the media all the time, luckily, I have kept out of the media all my life. However, my brothers loved the attention of the media and the girls they are getting. Dom used the media to pick up girls and that is how he got his bad boy persona when my brother just loved to party. He never gets into fights unless his sleeping with someone’s wife or girlfriend. Which happens more often than I would like to admit.

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“Come on you have to try this” I say trying to make him try sushi.

“There’s no way you’ll ever see me have or try that” He refuses.

“Come on don’t be a baby and try it” I say teasingly

“No, nope” he says as he shakes his head.

I take it as a challenge and try to shove it in his open mouth.

He stood up moving away from me. I followed after him, but he kept moving away from me.

I chase after him. I ended up chasing after him around his office with a piece of sushi in between my fingers. I could not stop laughing at how ridiculous this was. I did not understand why he would not try it.

I finally get it in his mouth, but he tripped, and because I was leaning on him to get it in his mouth. We both went flying.

I braced myself for the fall, closing my eyes tight. My eyes go wide when my lips crashed into his.

Oh my God, Oh my God. Oh my God. What have I done?

A jolt of electricity run right through me. My heartbeat sped up. I could not explain it, but One-word describes it, fireworks throughout my body.

I pull away from him and my hands fly up to my mouth.