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Jadesola

It hurts. The stupid stilettos I had cladded on hurts like I had just ran six hours long marathon with it on. But honestly, what was I expecting? The last time I had found myself in a position of wearing anything heels had been over six month.

The dim light of my office reminded me of the darkening sky reflecting outside of the office and over the 44 story building. My office had this touch of feminine vibe. Although, it was painted in a formal white color, the three seater couch was of yellow colored, blending softly with the soft yellow lamp situated on the black centered table.

The office was wide enough, not as wide as the CEO, *rolls eyes_* our lordship William. But it wasn't as bad. I had a side mini bathroom for nights I decide to stay over at the office. I highly doubt I'd be doing that. My office desk was far away from the door entrance, at the latter center part of the office overlooking the busy roads spread out around the building like a bedazzled Christmas-tree skirt.

I skimmed my hand through the paper held in my hands, all sheltered by a blue folder which had a big STOCK MARKET written in front. My personal assistant, Paul had briefed me earlier on about it right after he had arrived from his errand.

I'd spent most of the day familiarizing myself with the stock market of the company. Although it left a sour taste in my mouth but I had to admit, William had really been doing a job well done. The marketing wasn't looking that bad.

The sound of the office front door clashing against the wall made me look up from my present position. I was massaging my sore legs.

Before I could open my mouth to say something he spoke, "I must say I am impressed." His voice was cool, barely audible but deep enough to resonate throughout the whole room.

I raised my eyebrow at him in return, silently questioning why the heck he was impressed.

"It's good to see you working late and all Jayde, but if you think for once that I'm going to forget about your punishment for one second— he paused, "then, you must be mistaken."

I released a sigh, "See William, I'm really not in the mood for all this. Just stop stretching your vein and go away." I rolled my eyes.

Deciding to say goodbye for the day, I closed the files I had placed on the desk, picked it up alongside other important ones and put it safely in one of the drawers after securely locking it.

"Did you bring your car?" Williams suddenly asked from behind me and I only shook my head in return. I didn't have the time to drive as I had been busy rushing so I had only ordered a Uber.

Or you were scared to drive?

"I'll take you in my car. Come along." Williams said while walking out of the office with me behind him. I didn't even have the strength to disagree. My legs was hurting.

We were both in the silent elevator. When we had walked out of the shelter of my office, I realized everyone had vacated from home and that was when my brain came back from its vacation and I checked the time on my wrist watch, 7:00pm. The company closed by 5pm.

Everything was quiet and relaxed except from my hurting feet's and the constant not so subtle glance William kept throwing my way. I counted to five just to catch him glance at me again.

Kilon Shey Bobo yi?

"What's your problem?" I asked him when I couldn't take it again. His stare was making me uncomfortable and making way for unwanted tingles and tinzz.

"You really don't wanna know that." He scoffed and looked away. I handed him a pointed stare when he turned his head to look at me again.

"Try me." I smirked at him. All in all, what he would have to say wouldn't be more than another insult he had been willing to dish out to me.

"Can't be stopped," he murmured and pushed himself off the walls of the elevator. He walked slowly forward, standing right in front of me, the sole of his leather shoes meeting the front of my toes peeking out from the front opening of my stiletto.

"My problem is—he gazed lazily at me from my face down to my toes while I stood there frozen, trying to control the fast pumping of my heartbeat. "My problem is, the fact that you are standing there looking all beautiful and ready to be ravished, with the beautiful shape of your body that seems to compliment this dress without knowing what's its doing to me.... it's affecting me. And not in a good way." He finished his speech with a hand bracing the wall of the elevator above my head.

He cocked a playful eyebrow and leaned n closer, "or who knows? Maybe it's actually in a good way." He whispered so close to my ear, enunciating bumps in my whole body and creating the rise of hair at the back of my neck.

My heartbeat was in another planet already, beating wild and hard against my chest and convincing me that the reason of my death would be because of heart attack. How funny, gone too soon because her heart couldn't take Williams hotness would be written on my obituary. I'd actually prepare a rose flower bed. No one was wearing black though. I'd prefer white and my coffin must be polished..

FOCUS!!

Clearing my throat, I said the only thing that rushed to my brain, "could you like, please move back?" I asked.

"And what if I don't." A lazy smirk made way unto his face. "Jayde, what if I don't." He said again, leaning  in very close to me this time around, to the point that if I managed to utter any sentence at all, our lips would touch. He leaned in very close again and I backed my head further into the wall digging my flesh on it.

He laughed and removed himself from me, creating a little space. "Soon, and next time even that won't save you from me." He pointed at the elevator wall when he said the that.

He returned back to his former position giving me space resulting to my sharp intake of air and welcoming it as it filled me and in that moment, the elevator stopped right on the company's last floor and the doors opened.

William walked ahead of me, hands buried deep in his pants pockets as I resisted the urge to trip on air. The shoe was really hurting my feet's . All of a sudden he stopped, his groan reverberating through the whole dimly lit reception.

And then he twisted and turned to look at my form standing meekly behind him. He removed his hands from his pocket and started to walk towards me, his strides confident and determined.

"William what are you.." my speech choked back in as I was suddenly hurled and raised in the air and unto Williams chest, bridal style. Out of reflex, my hands moved on their own accord, wrapping firmly around Williams neck.

"It's not a must you wear heels mumu, why do you have to torture yourself?" He muttered solemnly. I didn't think I was supposed to hear that so I heeded mute. But as you know, I couldn't keep still for a moment which led me to splutter, "William, drop me, I can walk perfectly fine myself." My brain was starting to turn all mushy by the hardness of his body rubbing against mine.

He paid me no attention as he continued to walk ahead, leading his location to the parking lot and my body was starting to misbehave like it always did whenever he was very very close. Like now.

In shell panic, I began to hit his back, indicating my protest to him.
"Drop me now William. Stop trying to act nice, it doesn't suit you." I groaned out loud, mentally begging my heartbeat and tingly body to cooperate with me.

"You keep telling me to let you down, yet your hands are wrapped tightly around my neck like you don't want to let go. Although, I'd have preferred the roles switched and it would be my hands wrapped around your neck." With that saying, William deposited me in front of the car door.

When did we even get to the parking lot?

I remained mute all through the journey, secretly aware of the burning ache between my legs. Oh, what I would have killed to get away from him at that moment. The way his muscles bulged as he handled the steering wheel with perfection was also not helping the matters and I kept getting turned on each passing moment.

Those fingers. I want those fingers in me.

I almost jumped out of the car immediately William parked it or rather, I jumped out of the car like a shark in pursuit. My burning feet's seemed to be less of a problem right at the moment and everything that kept jittering my head was the feverish need to let go and orgasm.

"Hi Aunty, Uncle." I greeted the couple situated in the large living room, watching a TV show, probably Tinsel or something, barely casting them a glance.

"Come down for dinner." Aunty screamed after me and I yelled back a "I'm not hungry," in return. Oh I was hungry. But for something else entirely.

After disposing of my work clothes, I was currently on my pajamas towel, trying to apply scarves on my ankle. My fresh fair skin glistened with fresh waster that was yet to dry as I set the scarves container on my dressing table, having a fair amount circled around my fingers.

Slowly, I applied the scarves with slow pressure, wincing a little as it burned dimly. Suppressing an agitated moan at the distraction, I glared at my now opened door with William filling the door space.

"You really should learn how to knock." I rolled my eyes at him, fleetingly wondering the purpose of his presence while I continued to rub and massage my ankles with dim pressure.

"Welp, as I mentioned earlier Jayde, your punishment. Ring a bell?" He questioned as he closed the door to my room. Carrying himself with grace up to my front and stoping there.

Oh my gosh! my face was directly in front of his thing, oh my gosh, oh my gosh, oh my gosh!

"That document I just placed on the table should be submitted by 9 am tomorrow on my desk. It contains the stocks we have been managing concerning marketing since FIVE years ago. I want it all sorted out accordingly by months and years and by the velocity of the sales. I also want an average impression of what the goods have made on our consumers, that is, our clients. Also, I want your conclusion on the goods you think should be rebranded, forfeited, or remodeled. Don't forget all this should be done on the stock for five years." He finished all his yapping with a menacing smile.

Evil! Such evil being!

I cleared my throat. "Okay, I've heard you. Could you please vacate my..." my sentence caught off by the slight wince that escaped my lips. I had even forgotten I had been rubbing my ankles when he had entered and literally fried my brain.

"Also, mum noticed your slight limps so she sent me out here to help you out." Without waiting for an answer, he grabbed my ankles and knelt in front of me. Both my feet's placed delicately on his laps, he rubbed the right amount of scarves and applied softly.

"This should have healed by tomorrow. I'd suggest you keep off from heels for this week." As he spoke, I noticed his touches lasted longer than before and I was starting to get all jittery. Again.

My heat was demanding for some attention and I was barely resisting the urge to rub my thighs together. Mostly because they were halfway opened on Williams knees. But that couldn't stop me from running my toes together.

Immediately, Williams glanced up, heat raging full force in the depths of his eyes. And slowly, without taking his eyes of me, his hands began to move upwards, caressing the skin above my ankles. Our eyes were locked on each other, no words passed except the charged vibration of electricity being spiked together.

His hands moved upwards, higher and I made no move to stop him. In fact, I wanted him to continue. Electricity charged between us, chemistry thundering and bristling around us. I could almost taste my arousal between my lips.

His hands moved past my knees, separating the wool cotton of my towel a he rubbed gently with pressure. Pleasure boomed all around me just from his touch and I let out a low, barely audible moan. My eyes were almost rolling back to the back of my head as I cut the eye contact.

"You want these fingers?" He asked heatedly and I was about to nod when the door suddenly bust opened.

Frantic, I didn't know when I picked up different brushes and nail polish on my desk and threw it at him. Aunty stood by the door, a skeptical look crossing her face as she studied William who was now on the floor, nursing his nose. I'd probably injured him.

"My dear, you are coming down to eat how can you.." Aunty vickys words faded as William left the room, my eyes following him. Finally, I gave into the urge and laughed my ass off leaving Aunty to look weirdly but amusedly at me.

"Oh dear, what happened to your legs?" She questioned and I explained my short misery to her. But then, I thought William said.....

Someone laughing right now say what?

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