A Christmas story about three best friends who find love while also escaping mentally deranged males who think the women are property.

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Chapter1

"You do know sitting there, drooling your life away is a dead giveaway if Felix strolls out of his office, you do realize that right Cassandra?" Evelyn snickers at me front behind the tan folder she is holding.

Rolling my eyes, I flip her the bird. "Fuck you, Evelyn. You know I caught you fingering yourself to Gunner's photo last week. You got nothing on me," it's my turn to snort at her shocked face. "Didn't think I saw, did you? I run this place, chick, I know what happens behind closed doors."

With a sigh, I shove off the two thousand dollar office chair and hook my arm through hers. "It's lunchtime, and I'm starving. If we do not feed the growling monster in my stomach, it might eat me alive."

"We are goners you know that right? No other men will ever satisfy our needs," Evelyn sighs dreamily.

"We haven't had sex with them, what are you talking about," I whisper as we step closer to Felix's office door. With a ring of the buzzer, I wait for the all-clear before opening the now unlocked door.

Felix is an extremely private boss when it comes to business. His room is soundproof, which means I'm unable to enter without him unlocking it from his end.

Air whooshes out of my lungs at the sight in front of me the second I enter the sleek office. Damn Hannah is missing out. All three of the males we wish to get down and dirty with are working with their ties off, sleeves rolled up and the top two buttons on their pristine white shirts undone. Unconsciously, I lick my lips wanting to rip off Felix's shirt and see what's underneath it. I'd give my left eyeball to taste that smooth flesh.

"What can I do for you ladies?" Felix looks up from his computer to give me a genuine smile, his eyes glittering in the light from above.

Clenching my thighs, I hold in the whimper that's begging to be released. Be mine, please?

"We are heading out for lunch, do you need anything?" Being his personal secretary, it's my job to make sure the man eats. Felix has the tendency to ignore his growling stomach to finish whatever project he is currently working on at the time.

"You know what I love, Cassandra. I trust you to get enough to fill me up. Gunner, Emmett you two hungry?" He doesn't take his piercing bright blue eyes off of me while asking.

"Whatever he gets is fine by me," Gunner states, his own eyes smoldering with such an intensity I've no idea how Evelyn is standing upright. Those two have been ogling each other for months with no results. I'm not sure why. Evelyn always says I'm seeing shit and Gunner isn't into her spicy self.

Three weeks ago, we both saw Gunner leaving the CEO office with a brunette on his arm. It was clear as day to what they were up to behind closed doors. It crushed Evelyn's heart to see the man she's in love with, wrapping his arms around another woman as they sucked face directly in front of her.

I wanted to kill Gunner at that moment.

Mentally shaking those thoughts away, I can't hold them over Gunner's head. He isn't dating Evelyn, he is an adult and can fuck whoever he wishes, even if it does shred my best friend's heart to pieces.

"Emmett?" I ask when he doesn't respond, his mind is too far gone into whatever is in the manila folder he is holding.

"Where are you going?" He lifts his head up, a stern expression gracing his face. He doesn't look too happy to see me. I wonder why?

"Chinese down the street. It's the same place I always get food for you three." Picking at my hands, I feel the burning on my face from Felix staring at me. Why isn't he going back to his work?

"Same as usual then." Is his only response before jumping right back into his workload.

I wonder what crawled up his ass today?

"Here, use my personal card. I got you one to use instead of charging the food to your credit card and waiting for us to reimburse you." I'm utterly shocked by his words, but see the reason behind it. I once waited two months for him to pay me back for all the food I purchased for his lazy ass. The man has a professional cook at his house, and yet he doesn't even bring a meal to eat for lunch. Idiot!

Right as I go to take the card from Felix's outstretched hand, my phone dings, signaling a text message came through. It takes me a split second to multitask, picking the card up and reading the words.

"Hannah is outside the door waiting for us. The chick won't step foot in this office because of you three scary males." Shaking my head in amusement, I notice out of the corner of my eyes, Emmett flinch.

"We will be back before you know it. Have fun gentlemen." I give them a small wave on our way out.

The second the door closes, Evelyn leans against the black wall and shudders out a broken breath. "Holy shit, I nearly came in my pants."

I can't help it, bending at the waist I laugh my heart out. "Oh, that's fucking awesome!" Wheezing, I slap my right leg.

"You two are mental, you realize that right?" Hannah stands directly in front of us. "What the heck happened in there for Eve to nearly cream her panties? You are wearing them right Eve?"

"Oh Hannah, you should have seen your brooding man. He looked pissed and on his man period. How about we go get the males we love their lunch and bring it to them?" Leaving the office, we take the elevator down to the first floor and exit the building. It takes all of five minutes to walk to our favorite restaurant.

"Eve, did you throw away those tops we wore to that Halloween party or are they tucked away in your car?" Hannah asks giddily once we've placed our orders. Two hundred and fifty dollars later, I'm happy I have the new credit card. Damn, these meals break my bank account. Not really, but who wants to spend that type of money on takeout? Not this woman!

Eve thinks about it for a second before grinning wickedly at Hannah. "You sly woman. I know what you're perverted mind is coming up with. I swear you play everyone for the biggest fool at work thinking you're innocent and shy. Bullshit. You're a naughty little minx."

"What's the plan girls?" I whisper with excitement. Deep down I know the three males are sexually attracted to us. It's not hard to notice with the way their starving eyes trace our figures. The tricky part is finding out if those feelings go further into the direction of love.

Eve doesn't say a word to me as Hannah picks up her drink and tosses it at my chest, drenching my cream blouse in a pale brown. The restaurant goes deadly silent as I stare at my best friend as if she's gone off her meds. "Seriously? This is your big plan?"

"Just you wait and see." Snickering she helps grab the boxes of food lining the counter, with Eve.

Handing Lee a tip for the awkward moment and the speedy and excellent service, we leave before another drink can be spilled.

"I'm going to get you back for this, you do realize that right?" Payback's a bitch when it comes to office pranks. I'll have to think of something that involves Gunner. Embarrassment is a fine wine waiting to be sipped and giggled over.

In no time we make it to the underground garage to grab a sealed clothing bag from the backseat of Eve's car. Making it up to the top floor, I place the food down on the table in the break room before heading off to change my top.

Being the owner of his own construction company, Felix doesn't want anyone but his two best friends and me on his personal floor. To reach this level, you must insert a keycard or be buzzed up. Being my best friends, Felix gave the girls their own keys. I secretly hope the reason behind it is for the girls to be able to come up whenever they wish, meaning Gunner and Emmett get to ogle them.

Stepping out of the bathroom, Hannah and Eve are standing there with wide grins plastered on their faces. "Felix will shoot his load in his pants when he sees you, there's no way he won't," Hannah snickers, eyeing me up and down.

The white top is snug and when I say snug, I mean my breasts are about to pop out, and there is no need for imagination when it comes to my curves. Wearing my lacy red push up bra doesn't help the situation at all.

Checklist for a complete outfit in my desk drawer instead of just a damn bra and undies is now on my to-do list.

I'm going to get fired, I know it!

Narrowing my eyes at them, I point at each one, informing them to watch their backs.

"The food is on the table with plates and silverware," Hannah says, waiting for me to make my big entrance.

"If I get fired for this, you two are paying my bills." Tossing my head back and straightening my spine, I march my way to Felix's private office and ring the buzzer. The door unlocks instantly, and I'm let into the room without breaking a sweat.

Before I'm able to inform them of the hot food awaiting their starving bellies, Felix jumps up with shock. "What happened to your shirt?" He is around his desk and in front of me in no time flat.

With a wave of my hand, I dismiss his worry. "Eve accidentally spilled her drink on me while we were waiting for our order. All my spares are at home. This is the only shirt Eve had for me to wear. I can go home and change if you wish as I know it's not up to par with your standards." Twisting my fingers around in front of my stomach, I wait for him to berate me.

"Don't bother, Cassy. Here, I have an extra shirt you can wear if this one makes you feel uncomfortable." Felix is in his personal closet before I'm able to reply and picking out a clean, pressed work shirt in a dry cleaning bag. With sure hands, he tosses the plastic in a box and heads straight for me with the shirt opened to place on my shoulders.

Holding my breath, I stare straight into his piercing bright blues as he slips his shirt over my shoulders for me to slide my arms into the holes. A gust of air blows out the second he leans down and begins to button the long dress shirt. His fingers brushing against my heated flesh, turning me into a liquid puddle. Thankfully it wasn't my skirt that was ruined!

Reaching for the button that covers my breasts, I feel a blush coating my cheeks. Felix isn't gentle about his movements now, oh no, he presses firmly on them as if it's difficult to secure that single round plastic circle through a small damn hole.

The sound of a door closing doesn't enter my brain, all that matters is the hulk of a man standing in front of me with his hands touching my profoundly rising and falling breasts.

"Felix?" I whisper.

"There, all better. Let's go eat, Cassy." Felix ignores my desperate whimper with the loss of his touch. Standing back, he allows me to turn around and walk in front of him. Hot air hits my nape the second I open the door after pressing a button on the wall, unlocking it.

Felix doesn't say a word until we get to the table and sits down. Knowing Hannah and Eve are waiting for me to destroy their tops, I'm not surprised at the lack of their presence once entering the room. "I'll be right back. I'm sure the girls need help bringing in drinks. Your usual correct?"

All three nod their heads and give soft replies.

I do not make it through the door to the kitchen. Hannah is carrying a jug of sweet tea as Eve is holding two glasses of coke. The instant I swing the door open, it hits their hands, spraying the drinks all over their shirts. "Fuck! Today is not my day," I groan.

Three bodies crowd around my back, the heat of one particular male is suffocating my body.

"If I didn't know any better, I'd say you three planned this," Gunner chuckles, shaking his head. "I have an extra shirt you can wear Evelyn. I don't want you wearing that damn Halloween shirt you wore last month that's in your office," he grumbles as he turns to leave.

"I bet Richard will love to see you in it, Eve." It's cruel to tease, I know.

A murderous looking Gunner rotates on his heels slowly as if he is praying he heard wrong and by the time he faces us, my sentence will have changed. "What did you just say?"

"You know Richard from IT, he's been hitting on Eve ever since you hired him four months ago." Richard is a creep, a harmless creep, but nonetheless, he is one. We ignore him to the best of our abilities. "I overheard him saying to another co-worker how he is going to ask Eve to be his date for the Christmas office party."

Mentally smirking, I see the fumes billowing from Gunner's ears. He isn't happy about this situation one bit.

"Hey, can we talk about who wants to fuck us after Hannah and I get dry shirts on?" Eve butts in, not at all helping the situation.

Gunner and Emmett each grab ahold of their future wives hands and drag them into their personal offices to put on clean shirts.

"Who wants to fuck you, Cassy?" Hot air forces its way down through the top of Felix's shirt that I'm currently wearing, causing goose bumps to rise along my flesh.

"Umm..." I'm unable to come up with a coherent thought other than to jump the sexy beast standing behind me.

"You know I do not like waiting for my answers," he whispers into my ear, flicking it with the tip of his tongue. "Who do I have to fire, Cassy? I know you are not blind to my advances, but for some odd reason, you do not return them. Why is that?"

Gulping, I nearly faint with this new knowledge. Slapping myself on the cheek, I attempt to wake myself up. This has to be a dream, I know it.

"Whoa, don't be harming yourself, babe." Spinning me around, he lifts my chin up to examine the tender spot. With a wicked glint in his eyes, he leans down, and peppers kisses all over my stinging cheek.

It's a shock to the system, such a massive one that my hands reach out to steady myself on his biceps as I cream in my panties.