chapter 3 | Only I can touch you

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He turns around to get out of the room and finally leaves me alone.

I'm a bit curious, and I have to admit that I want to rummage through his stuff, but what if he has some cameras in his office? That would not even be surprising.

I try to stay still, but my eyes wander around the room, searching for the thermostat. As soon as I notice it in a far corner close to the sofa on which the man was, I take a deep breath and rise from my chair to get to the device.

I do not know how this works, so I first check the numbers, then just do what seems to be logic to me, turning it and choosing the temperature I want, before getting back to my seat.

Luckily, he's taking a long time to return with a glass of water, giving me the chance to avoid getting caught. I just hope there aren't any cameras, otherwise, I will look pretty dumb.

As I clear my throat and lay the tip of my pen on the sheet of paper, he comes in. My eyes always attracted to his body like a magnet, I watch him closing the door. He holds the glass in his veiny hand, the sleeves of his dress shirt rolled up to reveal his masculine forearms out of which his veins are jutting.

I gulp the rest of saliva my body had in stock and make eye contact with him once he turns towards me. He he runs his fingers through his hair and comes to place the drink down on the desk. "Here it is," he serves me without glancing away, and instead of going back to his sofa, he stays here and bends over before me.

"Thank you..." I take the glass with some apprehension, wondering why he is standing here.

I still take a sip of the fresh and cold water while being stared at and then leave the glass on the flat surface. "Why didn't you eat at the break like I told you earlier?" he brings this up again when this was not necessary at all.

"Because..." I give him the best answer I got. "Is it legal what you're doing with me right now?" I stop my actions and glance up at him, his eyes making a beeline for mine once I speak again and oblige him to not get drawn to my cleavage anymore.

"Well, if we take into consideration that I'm paying you, that's up to you to decide whether it's legal or not. The door is open; you can leave if you want. I'm not holding you back," he raises his hand up towards it as his expression is exuding sheer amusement and confidence.

He is aware that I enjoy being in this place. That's the worst about it.

"Well...how much am I going to be paid for one hour?" I don't get out of here right away, negotiating and thinking about the outcome of this not unpleasant work. "Fifty dollars."

I almost choke to the sound of this, feeling the scam and also the pleasure he's taking in. "Fifty dollars..." I repeat and look away, avoiding the tall man and the opening of his loosened dress shirt right under my nose.

"I don't want to be sued for any type of made-up bullshit. So, I give you the right to leave," he becomes serious and straightens up, giving me the freedom of choice and complicating the situation for me.

"Alright," I let my answer run away and gaze up into his intimidating eyes. "I stay and work."

"You'll work for two hours only, but I'll triple the amount per hour," he says, walking away with his hands in his tight pants. He grabs a chair to come up to me and sit right at the other side of the desk for us to be face to face.

I ignore him and his veiny hands. Now that we're square, I focus down on my work and close one button of my shirt to make sure his eyes don't let his brain and body revel in the view.

"So..." his manly voice reverberates through the room when all I wanted to hear was silence. "You're staying here with me only because I pay you?"

"Yes, I'm staying here because I'm working and getting paid. That's it." I clear my throat as I feel a jolt of nervousness course through my veins, knowing the meaning of his words more than he could even imagine. "I'm not doing this with pleasure. I'm just earning money in an appropriate way."

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