One step towards you; A Billionaire Romance [Completed]

Chapter 12 First move; No debt

Third person's pov

Meera confidently sat in front of Elijah in his office, explained to him her ideas regarding the project, and gave him brief information about how small changes can bring success and turn the business deal favorable from a loss to gaining millions. Elijah acted intrigued, masking his real feelings. Inside he was smirking at his foolish doe but outside with a serious business and no joke face he nodded along with her every explanation as if it was not him who designed and planned the said project making obvious mistakes and errors just so his doe can find and solve it. Funny, everybody knew nothing can miss his hawk-like eyes from the smallest to this millions-worth deal but his doe thought otherwise. After being done, she looked up at him with a smug smile. He raised his one eyebrow at her, acting clueless.

"I will do this project, but--"

Meera paused, feeling the thrill of the game already knowing she would win this time. He leaned forward on the desk saying knowingly,

"There's a catch"

"Oh! You got me!"

Meera says back, smiling like she was waiting for him to say that. He nodded at her to continue which she does with a tilt of her head, face full of smugness. Subtly shaking his head he thought she couldn't be more obvious. Amateurs!

"If I complete this project, in return my debt to you will end"

he laughed, she is stupid it was the least and most idiotic she could ask him of the many things. Meera offended, glares at him. Chuckling he says,

"And if you failed what will I get?"

Meera pauses, thinking he again turned it in his favor, but this time she won't give in. She tells him, voice humor less,

"I initiated this game, so my rules. I win I get something. I fail, I get nothing. You are just a pawn to follow along"

"That's not how it works, doe. But for you, I can change my ways. So how about it, I will claim a part of you if you fail, as I said before. Hmmm?"

she was skeptical for a while but nodded, as she knew her debt is going to be over. Huh! Stupid Elijah, just dream on! She felt proud of herself. Standing up she gave him an annoying smile and left his office. He smiled like a Cheshire cat already deciding which part of her body he would claim. He couldn't wait, but this game was getting exciting. His doe is worth waiting for.

The rest of the day went away in a blur for Meera who was working hard on the project. She was so into her work that she didn't notice someone entering her office and proceeded by standing behind her. A lingering kiss on her left cheek just beside the mole jolted her in her seat. She jumped in her seat in surprise, her temper rising consequently as her privacy was invaded. She turned her head to look at the person brows furrowed in anger to see Elijah leaning beside her on the table, annoyingly smirking at her. She glared at him to which he leaned closer to her face pecking her nose. Scrunching her nose in irritation she angrily spat at his face,

"Get away from me, you despicable man!"

he laughed, she looked adorable, nose scrunched with a frown on her face. Cooing internally at her, he pinched her cheek gently to which she swatted his hand away rather harshly. She froze looking at his eyes leaving amusement and turning dark. She gulped nervously recalling his 'punishment' for disrespecting him. Unwillingly she learned the hard way to not test him. But she couldn't help herself when he kissed her out of the blue. She looked at him wide-eyed waiting anxiously for him to call her out, do worse than before. And when he closed the distance between their faces she closes her eyes tightly, awaiting the worse. Her hands fisted on the soft, expensive fabric of the brown designer skirt she wore from the closet he had for her in the room fearing the worst. He again kissed her on the same cheek but this time it was her mole precisely which he kissed. He then licked it tongue darting out ever so slightly, she shivered in disgust. Every cell in her body repulsed wanting nothing more than bolting away from him but couldn't. The memory of provoking him, and his punishment in return played like a broken record in her brain which stopped her. She contemplated whether it was wise to endure him as it felt like punishment itself. Clenching her fists and eyes further she decided to let it be and done quickly at last.

He didn't mind her slapping his hand away, he was in a good mood today. His doe was following just as he expected in their little game. Also soon he will claim her more. But for now, he has to do with her face which has the alluring mole that drives him crazy. He sucks the skin of her mole, feeling satisfied. She shuddered underneath his mouth. He smirked knowingly, going down leaving feather-like kisses along her cheek, nose, and jaw then back to the cheek finally on the corner of her mouth lingering more than required. Repeating the same on the other side of her face. He buried his face in her neck inhaling the lavender scent. His insides burst in pleasure intoxicating him. She exhaled shakily through her mouth, every fiber in her wanting to push him away. She was sitting there as stiff as a stick, muscles tense. Whenever his lips made contact with her skin, a shiver of repulse and disgust went down the spine making her regret ever going to Goa where he saw her. Feeling him sniff her hairs sprawled on the shoulder, she pursed her lips together in a line to prevent any sound of resistance to escape. She chanted in her mind that this will be over soon, thus keep patience. His mouth was on her ear now, his breath tickling, causing an involuntary sound between a moan and whine to release from her mouth. Her heart stopped in horror, body stiffing further if possible, and stomach dropped when she realized what she did. He smirked on her skin and whispered huskily and possessively kissing the shell of her ear liking his effect,

"Such beautiful sound all for me, huh?
Doe never knew it was in you"

Instinctively and in repulse she turned her head towards him to give a piece of trash he was spouting. Big mistake. As their lips touched making her jerk back instantly. She stood up on her shaking legs from the swivel chair, frantically looking everywhere but him. Her heart was beating erratically. He stood up straight straightening his suit, smugness on his face. Cockily observing her, he buttoned his suit jacket.

"If you wanted to kiss me, just tell me. I could do the rest. For all, you don't know how to do it"

"In your dreams! It happened accidentally!"

her voice was a weak tremble to his ears. Taking a deep breath to calm her nerves, she avoided him but from the corner of the eye can see him smirking arrogantly before she heard him say.

"You wouldn't want to know the things we do in my dreams, doe"

her face contorted in disgust. She gave him a stank look. In return he just shook his head and said rather in a deep voice,

"Pack your things, time to go back home"

"You mean the mansion aka prison?"

she retorted with sass, anger buzzing in veins. He glared at her darkly but said nothing. She gulped scared, quickly packing her things and following after him out of the office. On the way, she glanced at his stoic face silently praying to God above to shut her mouth when needed. If not then the devil beside would slaughter her alive by his looks alone. Sighing she thought about her saving grace, the project, and felt relieved when she recalled he didn't kiss her lips thankfully. She hated whenever he kisses her lips or simply anywhere.

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