Chapter 6

Kira's car stopped in front of the extensive building exactly ten minutes before nine.

You are one hell of a reckless driver, I scowled at her, but she shrugged her shoulder.

At least, my reckless driving got you here in time for your meeting, she unstrapped her seatbelt and got out of the car after me.

I'll go in now. You should get to work before your boss screams off his head.

A ghost of a smile brightens up her features, and she pulled me into a hug.

You've got this girl. Go show them what you are made of and win the deal, okay?

I shook my head–smiling. Thank you, babe. I pulled out of her grasp and turn to make my way into the company.

Having just a few more minutes to get to meet the CEO, I ran as fast as I can toward the elevator, my feet propelling me forward over the marble floor of the companys lobby. With my gaze fixed on the door of the elevator, I silently pray for a car to stop on this floor as soon as I reach the metal door.

To my relief, the door of a car slid open, revealing the three men in it. One of them stepped out, and I rushed forward so I could get in before the door slid shut. I barely notice my surrounding until it was too late for me.

With my mind fixed on getting to the top floor in time for my meeting, I did not notice that other people were also waiting to ride the elevator. I stepped forward at the same time one woman tried to get in before the others. The force of the collision sent me flying forward, and I closed my eyes, waiting for the impact which never came.

My eyes snap open when I realized that I was being held by two strong arms, I waited for a beat for the stranger to let go of me so I can stand properly but he only held on tight, my face was close to his chest with the way he held me so I arched my neck back to allow my line of sight to rise. The blue dress shirt he wore framed his powerfully muscled body, and the fabric stretched taut over his abs had me swallowing hard. It was exactly the way I pictured my man to be, the fantasy I had about threading my fingers over it as he fills me up with his cock.

A part of my brain warned me to stop checking him out, but still, I continue to let my sight rise to his face and it wasnt until our gaze clashed that I did a double take, my breath seize for a moment, as I failed to breathe.

Dark chocolate hair framed his perfectly sculptured face, doing so little to hide his neatly trimmed brows that shot up his forehead, one I could play with all day if he let me. My inner bitch purred at the sight of his beautifully carved bone structure that would put to shame women's imagination, a sinuous firmly etched mouth, a Greek-like nose, and the most-greenest eyes that made him savagely gorgeous.

Someone said something but I barely registered what they were saying as my gaze latched onto his full lip and I swallowed hard. Through the haze in my head, I felt my feet wobbling on the floor of the elevator, trying to get my balance after being shaken up that much.

I am so sor-- the woman who accidentally push me started to say, but someone cut her off. It was then I realized that the elevator door is still open, and everyone was staring at me in different ways that I cant seem to comprehend.

Mr green eyes turn to the man by his side, he must have said something because the man walked out of the elevator and ushered everyone standing in front of the car away, leaving Mr green eyes and me standing there in the car.

Are you alright? His voice was smooth, with a rasp that made the butterflies in my stomach come alive. It was the type that makes women swoon and imagine having earth-shattering sex just by listening to it.

I am so sorry, I lost my footing, I apologize quickly, bowing a little.

No, you should be the one getting the apology, it was wrong of her to push you that way.

Wow. Just wow. I just met him, and I already think that he is charming with the way he tried to make me feel at ease with his words.

Unexpectedly, he leans closer to me, and I instinctively shifted back, my mind reeling with different thoughts all at once.

As if he read my mind, he said. I need to close the door.

Oh, I swallowed, realizing my thoughts have gone farther than the simple gesture. Turning shades of red, I moved away from the door, and he stepped closer to pull out the key that he had used to stop the door from closing.

Thank you, since he admitted I do not fault in that little accident, I decided to appreciate his good reflex. If he hadn't caught me in time, God knows what would have become of me right now.

Rather than reply, I felt his gaze as he stared at my side profile. He blinked as if his defence crumbled, revealing a vulnerability that gives away all his dark secrets. For a second, I thought he would look away so I wouldn't see into him, instead, he pinned his scorching gaze on my face as if he was searching for answers.

Something shifted in the air between us, and I suddenly felt conscious of our proximity.

The sudden jerk of the elevator threw me off balance, I fell back sprawling flat on my ass. The action was too fast, and he couldnt catch me in time even though he reached out to grab a hold of my arm.

My back throbbed from the violent contact with the metallic floor, but I didnt have enough time to complain about my pain when Mr green suddenly crouched down in front of me, his eyes level with mine and I am once again hit by his sheer masculinity.

Fixing my gaze on his navy-blue tie in an effort not to be drawn to his beauty, I couldnt help but notice the black double-breasted suit he wore over black pleated pants. My attempt not to be swayed by his closeness failed as a whiff of his heavenly scent filled my nostrils and flood my sense.

He was too close for comfort, being near him isnt helping the situation. My eyes slid shut as another whiff of his scent wafted across my nose, it reminded me of the sea.

Are you alright? I sucked in huge gulps of air as his breath hit my face, he didnt do anything, but it was almost like he was teasing me. Playboys have nothing on him right this moment, his presence put my resisting ability and I feared I would fall for the temptation without putting up much struggle.

I licked my dry lip before answering. Im fine.

He straightened to his full height and held out his hand to me. With a shaky inhalation, I placed my hand in his and let him pull me up. If I thought the first time, he gripped my waist to stop me from falling was stirring, then his grip on my wrist now is electrifying.

I tried to pull my hand from him, but his grip tightened, causing me to look into his eyes, he maintained eye contact with me. No words came out when I opened my mouth, it was difficult forming words when he stared at me as if he didnt want to let me go, ever.

For some reason I cant seem to fathom, I felt drawn to him, as if he was pulling me into his world just by looking at me. The thought scared me and with a hard tug, I released my hand from his. Stepping away from him did nothing to abate the tension in the air but it gave me time to recover myself and gather my scattered thoughts.

I shouldnt be feeling this way about a man I just met for the first time in my life, a man that looked every inch of the dream of every woman out there. He wasnt just beautiful, his presence screamed power and money, the type any woman would kill just to sleep with once and here I am, dazzled and shaken by what could never be.

One. I wasnt the type of woman powerful men would choose.

Two. This is only temporary, once my meeting is over, I would never see him again.