The Perfect Seduction Plan

Chapter 2 - Craving stability

Chapter 2 – Craving stability

Aaron Sanders

POV

Coming into work today felt like any other day, I got into one of my Armani suits, in my best dress shoes and got into my favorite car. What I did no expect was seeing my new assistant. Who by the way was gorgeous the sight of her had my jaw drop, it took me second to cool my thoughts. Gemma hired her last month and today was her first day.

“Good morning Mr. Sanders I’m your new personal assistant Amelia Hudson” she says bringing me out of my thoughts.

My tried opening my mouth but my no words came out. My mouth went dry. How was it possible for a woman to be this beautiful? there is no way this is possible.

Wait I have to say something. What the hell do I say? I look down at the document on my desk and then get up.

I clear my throat and say in a strained tone "Yes, yes of course. I am Aaron Sanders"

Why the hell was I stating the obvious she obviously knew who I was to be working for me. I have never felt so dumb in my life. what the hell is wrong with me?

She smiles at walks up to my desk and sits in the sit in front of my desk

"Is there anything I can do for you?" she purrs, wait what? Why is she purring?

My eyes widen and my jaw drops in surprise. Please tell me she did not just say that, please tell me I’m still sleeping.

"You know a cup of coffee? Tea? Or something cold you look a bit flustered? Mr. Sanders are you okay? Should I get you a glass of water?" she asks

I breath a sigh of relief. It sounded as though she had propositioned me. thank the heavens she was not.

She walks up to me and hold my hand. I felt sparks rushing to my heart. I look at her hand before slowly pulling it away from her. could not help but gulp audibly.

Why now, why did it have to be my assistant. Please tell me its just l**t and not me having feelings for her. I cannot have feeling for her.

"You can speak to Gemma outside she'll give you your tasks for the day and explain what you'll be doing..." I say dismissively

She looks at me for what felt like five minutes before she nods. I needed her to leave so I could calm myself down. This has never ever happened to me before.

"It was nice meeting you Mr. Sanders. Thank you for the opportunity." She says in the sweetest voice I have ever heard.

I nod and look back at the screen honestly, I have idea what I was working on before she entered my office anymore.

I watch my new assistant as she sways her hips leaving my office. I grip onto my desk for dear life. She closes the door, and it feels as if I can breathe again. Amelia Hudson had a little spunk to her I will give her that.

She was most definitely a tease. I could see it from the way she swayed her hips, the way she moved showing me a full view of her legs.

I have always had a thing for a woman’s legs, especially in heels; it makes me all hot on the inside. It made my d**k spring into action. However, having an affair with my very spunky and sexy assistant was out of the question. There was no way I would do that it was bad for business. Not only that I did not want that life anyway.

I do not sleep around anymore, and I am sure as hell do not sleep with employees no matter how freaking sexy and beautiful, they were. I craved stability. I craved a stable relationship more than anything. I was at that point in my life where I was done with meaningless s****l relationships. I craved a deep connection with someone.

I was tired of the chase; I was tired of meaningless s*x. I wanted what Khai, and Sam had.

Khai was my best friend and business partner. Samantha was his childhood sweetheart, and they are being together since we have been fourteen years old.

I did not want to be known as a playboy anymore, the bachelor every girl wanted to tame. I did not want my mother to be ashamed of my lifestyle anymore.

This game with my assistant needed to stop. Even if I needed to beat myself off with the thought of my sexy assistant, so be it.

(KNOCK KNOCK)

“Come in” I said

The door opened and my best friend Khai walked in.

“Well, who is the hottie at your assistant’s desk?” He asks sitting down in front of me.

I roll my eyes. “My new assistant… she’s trouble” I mutter the last part under my breath.

Khai rolled his eyes. I knew he heard me. I knew she was trouble I could smell it on her expensive perfume and how it still lingered in the room while she was long gone.

“She might be just what the doctor ordered. She might be good for you. You have been in a funk for the past few months now.” He speaks

It was my turn to roll my eyes. He had no idea how I was feeling. He had no idea what it felt like to have best friend be happy knowing he was going to spend the rest of his life with the woman he loved.

I had to grow up pretty fast, for my sister Kenna she was ten years younger than I am. Kenna was everything to me, I gave up my whole life to take care of her and my mother. I want to be an example for her on who to date and how she should be treated in a relationship, even though she was only 14 years old. I do not want her dating the guy I used to be.

I shake my head not wanting to think about her dating a guy like that.

“I will not date or screw my assistant.” I say glaring at him.

But knowing him, he probably would not give up until I have gotten laid which wouldn’t be happening until my wedding day, I know that much. I did not want a relationship based on s*x. I have been doing simply fine beating myself off in the shower at night. I look up to see my best friend roll his eyes at me.

It had been hard yes. However, I craved more. I craved so much more than just meaningless s*x, I want to cuddle at night, watch romcoms on a lazy Sunday morning. I want to watch my girlfriend sleep in the morning, I wanted to cook breakfast in bed for her and lastly, I wanted her face to be the last thing I see before I close my eyes at night is that too much to ask.

“You are over thinking it” Khai says

“Says the guy going home to Miss Perfect, the guy who gets to wakes up next to his dream girl every morning, you get to kiss her good night kiss. You have a woman your parents approve of.” I speak

“What do you want a relationship now?” he asks

I nod biting my lip.

“You have to got to be kidding me. You” he says pointing at me “You want a relationship? One you have to actually commit yourself to someone. Someone you actually need to open up to, you need to tell them your thoughts and feelings. You would have to put their needs above your own. Aaron you would need to speak about your past. Relationships are demanding work.” He says having it sound like he did not think I could do it.

“Why does it sound like you don’t think I could commit to someone?” I ask him

“Because the last time you committed to something was in the sixth grade, it was the class fish and it died after being with you for two days.” He says seriously

I roll my eyes point towards my office door and say “Leave!”

“Oh, come on, I am just messing with you. Why can she not be that for you?” he asks making himself comfortable

I roll my eyes. “Have you seen her? She screams trouble. I cannot date her it is against company policy, and she does not seem to be the commitment type either.” I speak

“You don’t know that.” He speaks

“I am serious Khai. I need to be someone Kenna could look up to” I said with a sigh. “I need to be more responsible. Kenna is about to start high school; I do not want her getting mixed up with a guy like me or worse the guy I was in high school” I say

Not many people knew about Kenna. My parents kept her birth a secret and kept her out of the spotlight. When she was registered at school my mother used her maiden surname so she would not have to go through the same things I did.

“You still feel bad about what happened back then?” he asks

I close my eyes. The person I was back in high school scared me. I was terrible. I was a bully.

I take a deep breath and then answer him. “Yes, yes, I do. The girl committed suicide because of me. How am I supposed to move on from that? How am I supposed to not feel bad about the fact that an innocent girl who had a crush on me killed herself because I was having a difficult day?”

“I have to live with the guilt of her death for the rest of my life” I say

The was this cute girl back in high school she had a crush on me. She wore glasses way too big for her face, but she looked cute in them. One day she confessed she had feelings for me, it was the day after my father died and the day my uncle told me I would have to give up my dream career to take over the family business. I had no excuse for taking out my frustrations out on her when she did nothing wrong. A month after that people were still making fun of her. the week of our graduation I found out she committed suicide.

“It was not your fault. You did not know she would take it too far. You know how crazy Brianna Kyle was about you, she felt threatened by every girl who confessed their feelings for you.” He speaks

I never dated Brianna, but she always staked her claim over me she still does.

I try to keep as far away from her has humanly possible, but Brianna can be a b***h to all my employees, and she thinks she is my future wife. She studied business to help me with my career and all I want to do is run away from her.

"It's not just about how Brianna treated her Khai if I hadn't said those things, she wouldn't have heard about the girls crush on me. She would not have done those horrible things to that poor girl. You know it is true. If I were not so much of an asshole that day, she would very well have been alive today. I could not even find out what her name was after that. I cannot..." I stop myself from saying anything else. I thank the heavens I did that.