BILLIONAIRE'S DESIRE

2. Rules

CHAPTER TWO

I peered at her under my lashes but she seemed unnerved by my glare. I breathed out in exasperation, hating how she was making me wanna bite off her head. Finally she looked up from her phone, setting it aside. She silently drained her cup of coffee and ordered a second one. Usually I was the one making ladies wait, but she turned the tables around.

“I didn’t bore you Mr. Valiente, did I?” She questioned.

“No, not at all,” I replied, faking a small smile even though I was pretty mad on the inside.

“Good. Now, I have a habit where I sit down with my new boss and lay out a few rules over a cup of coffee in a nice cozy cafe. Now that we’ve confirmed that I’m indeed doomed to work with you, I’ll tell you exactly what I told my previous employers. You stay in your lane, I stay in mine and we get the company on top,” She said.

“Well, that is the first thing I agree with you. Look, I know my brother hired you but now you work for me. So I would really appreciate if you keep your sharp tongue sealed around me,”

“Oh, Mr. Valiente, you are going to be one real pain in the ass, aren’t you?” She questioned, a slight hint of frustration in her voice.

“Me? I think you are the one who is going to be a f*****g pain in my ass,” I snapped back. There was no way, I was going to like her when she was being this controlling and annoying as hell.

“You flatter me. Anyway, we’ll start with your rules. Tell me what rules you have so we won’t cross each other whether intentionally or unintentionally. I’d prefer, your personal rules,” she rested her arms in front of her, clasping them on the table as she leaned forward to look at me as though I was some subject of study for her.

“Rules?” I questioned.

“Yes, I believe that is exactly what I said,”

“Well my rules, if you insist, are actually pretty simple. First one, never f**k a company’s employee,”

“And when have you ever held that one up?” She scoffed.

“Actually, never. The CMO’s before you had been pretty bangable but now for the first time, I believe I’m going to abide by that one,”

“Because I’m not your type?” she questioned.

“Clearly and I doubt you could even get any man to like you enough to get him to bang you. No offense,”

“That’s highly offensive. So what is the rule number two?” Her expression remained unperturbed.

“No love,”

“Well, I have to agree with you on that unfortunately. Love is an overrated feeling that people believe in. It’s sickening for a fact,” That was the first I’d heard a woman speak so strongly against love. It was refreshing and admittedly enough…interesting.

“Why would you say that? Had your heart broken or something?” I pressed and for the first time, I noticed an incomprehensible look shed over her eyes for barely a second before it disappeared.

“Any more rules?” She was quick to change the subject.

“Yes, I never f**k the same woman twice,”

“I studied your profile and that rule actually applies. You’ve never slept with the same woman twice. Now that we are done with your rules, I’ll tell you mine. First, I don’t tolerate a playboy boss who so openly parades his w****s in the company premises. So, from now on, do not bring any of your play toys into the office. It’s called an office for a reason and that reason, I believe, has nothing to do with s*x. Number two; No love. Well, we already made that one clear. Third; I really do not give a f**k whether you get pissed off or not when I make a contradictory statement to you. I say and do whatever I believe needs to be done or said, irregardless of someone’s feelings. One could almost say, I have no heart but I still do not absolutely give a f**k!”

“So you do cuss?” I questioned a bit taken aback by the abrasive tone she used in the last part of her statement.

“Yes, and I lash out too especially whenever I feel so…insulted,” she stood up, then leaned down and I could have sworn I caught a glimpse of her cleavage slightly visible under her open button of the suit blouse she wore. s**t! Her boobs were a pretty turn on sight and that’s seemed odd especially when she was not exactly that attractive. If it were not the growing boner bushing against my suit pants, I would have claimed I imagined the sudden rush of my heart beat,” But I’m not going to lash out you. You don’t look like you could take a hit. However, instead of lashing out for underrating me as a woman, I’ll give you a challenge,”

“Wait, what challenge?” I questioned.

“I’ll see you tomorrow at work, Mr. Valiente. By the way, my coffee bill is on you and you can finish the one still in my cup,” she picked up her handbag and walked out of the cafe.

Later when I retired to the office, all I could think of were those f*****g gorgeous boobs I had caught a glance of. Sure, it had been just a slight show but it was all I could think about now. f**k! Why was I even thinking about ripping off that shirt? Choosing to distract myself, I placed a call to Jade. She was not just my best friend but a great adviser and probably the worst critic ever. She could make you feel like a s**t show.

“What’s up pretty boy? Is the meeting with your new CMO over already? Or did she fire you instead of you firing her?” She questioned in amusement.

“Can I ask you something? Is it possibly to get attracted to someone sexually but actually hate them?” I questioned as I paced around in my office.

“That’s a pretty-are you attracted to your CMO? I thought you hated her,”

“Actually, I still hate her but today I saw her boobs. Well, it was more of a slightly cleavage and I was turned on in a f*****g café. I’ve tried to get it out of my mind but it’s all I can think of,” I said in exasperation, massaging my forehead.

“Wait, boobs never turn you on. It’s always about the curves, asses, long legs and pretty faces,”

“Exactly. What the f**k is happening to me?”

“No idea but the guys are going to have a great laugh tonight,” She chuckled.

“You know what? I’ll see you guys later at the club. I’ll just drink enough and pick up some hot blonde and I’ll be fine tomorrow morning,” That was exactly what I needed to forget this insane insinuation that I was sexually attracted to that woman.