Trapped With My Sexytary Episode 13
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👫💞 Trapped With My Sexytary Episode Thirteen:
My boss rushed to my sides, pulling off his bodice and throwing it over me. It barely concealed anything, but the gesture meant do much, and it gave me the time to think quickly about what to do about the slàp
I looked at myself, looked up at the spòilt bràt that I could squeeze in a matter of seconds and smiled.
The smile was a truly bitter one because in a split of seconds, I had been able to process the information she threw at me before she hit me.
Someone called her to inform her of my whereabouts with my boss, and that someone must want nothing but to see that I’m at wàr with her.
In that moment when my heart told me the right thing was to beat the living day light out of her, my head told me otherwise.
I surmised that the one who called her could want one or two of the things that came to my mind.
The first would be to ensure that I had a fight with her, and make it difficult, if not impossible for me to retain my job as Allen-Tosh’s secretary.
Of course, beàting her like I would have wanted to do, would certainly make me unfit to work as Allen’s secretary, because she is his soon-to-be wife after all!
Then again, chances are, the informant wanted Allen-Tosh and Mirabel separated.
Knowing how stūpid Mirabel is, the one who called her must have already guessed how she would react, and how such actions could spoil her chances of being with someone like Allen.
Either way, retaliating her actions against me would create more troubles, and I wasn’t going to be the one who gave aunt Julia the result she wanted.
Yes! I could already tell that she made the call, and I also could tell that more than anything, she’d want me as far away as possible from Allen-Tosh, and also ensured that their marriage didn’t work, to ensure that he didn’t get the shàres from Mirabel.
So I looked at Allen who was already shaking with rage, but looking at me so làsciviously, that I felt like hitting him, before I spoke.
“Miss Mirabel, you were asked to behave like a human, but you chose to show in clear terms, how ànimalistic you are.
“And in exhibiting your nature, you couldn’t even exercise some level of wisdom that even the most sènseless of animals have!
“Have you ever seen a gôat attàcking a liòn? No! I guess you have never! That’s because no matter how fōōlish a gôat is, it knows how to choose its bàttle.
“I’m letting this slide tonight, not because I think you’re in position to raise your hands on me, but because I feàr that breaking those hands will cost the one that is unlucky enough to have been engaged to be married to you, a lot.
“I am walking away now, and not choosing to make you feel my wrath tonight because whatever happens now will only have it’s effect on Toshteck Limited, which by the way, is the aim of the one who called you.
“You’re also getting this lucky tonight because no matter what, you’re my boss’s soon-to-be wife, not that I think you deserve that position, anyways!
“But Mirabel, you may want to remember that I warned you never to try this again another time, because I may not be needing to exercise this type of restraint next time” I told her.
Then as I made to go, I felt her pull my hand, making me turn to look at her.
“I want to believe all the rants just now weren’t for me, this classless girl! I hope you have not in any way chosen to call me a gôat?” she asked me.
“No ma’am. I didn’t call you a gôat. I said a gôat won’t even act the way you have just acted because it’ll be wise enough to know which bàttle it shouldn’t fïght.
“And boss, thanks for the meal, and for this bodice. I shall proceed with the plans as we decided I should.
“Please do not get too distracted that you don’t remember what you should do, when the calls start coming in” I told him, putting the polo on and walked away.
“Did you hear that? Did you hear what she just told me? Did you hear her insult me so fearlessly and also put on your Polo, right in my presence?” I heard her say to Allen, then as I got to my doorstep, I heard Allen reply her in one of the coldest tones I’ve ever heard.
“Go home Mirabel, I have something important to do, and I do not need your distractions tonight.
“I’ll see you tomorrow” he said, and I couldn’t help smiling as I opened the door to my apartment and walked in.
Mirabel must have been provoked by what Allen told her, and how he said what he said, because a few seconds after I shut my door, I heard her get into her car and slammed the door àngrily, then I heard her drive out with so much speed.
“This girl is anything but wise!” I thought as I walked into my bathroom to take a warm shower, and prepare to sleep.
Later that night, I lay on my bed, tossing restlessly, and wondering if things would ever be the same again between my.boss and I.
I kept blushing uncomfortably when I thought about how I had kissed a man that was supposed to be my boss and how he made my knees buckle with each stroke.
Then I smiled smugly when I thought of how I had to take a hit for the good and memorable kiss, and frowned at myself for thinking that the kiss was kind of worth that insûlt I got for it.
“But why did he have to kiss so good? Why was he able to posses me so easily that I had no will power to do what I should do?” I asked myself, getting up to get myself a cup of tea.
I was finding it hard to sleep, and as much as I tried, I just couldn’t close my eyes, my thoughts ever straying to the looks in his eyes, when Mirabel stripped me.
My mind must have been playing some tricks on me, because at some point, I felt that I heard the doorbell chime.
I looked at the door and frowned at myself for imagining that he could still be awake, how much more standing outside my door at that time of the night.
But the bell chimed again, and I had to walk towards the door and peeped through the peephole, to find him standing right in front of my door, with his hands in the front pocket of his trousers.
“What are you doing outside this late in the night?” I asked pulling him inside the house and shutting the door in panic.
“Didn’t this guy know who he was up against? Is it possible that he didn’t know what aunt Julia is capable of doing?” I thought, then turned around to find him looking at me with so much lûst.
I looked at myself, and let out a yelp, nearly falling down, after I stumbled as I raced towards my room.
When I heard the doorbell, and saw him standing outside my door, It didn’t occur to me to take a look at myself again, before I flung the door open and pulled him inside my apartment.
I had actually been wearing my very transparent and light night gown, with nothing under since I was alone in my house, and failed to get properly covered up before I let him into my apartment.
And just like in the movies, he caught me before I fell, holding me firmly to himself.
Then, I understood why in these movies, you find the female character and the object of her fantasy looking at each other for some long annoying moments!
As he held me to himself, I found myself looking at him, wondering what he was going to do, and feeling so dizzy and too lazy to make a move.
“Could this be the way those Zeeworld characters always felt after being saved from a fall, and they stand so close to the one whom they wished never let them go?
“But why does my heart feel this way, when my head knows that we any be together?” I thought sadly.
I could hear his heart thudding just like I could tell when he exhaled and inhaled.
He was looking at my mouth, then I realized my lips were quivering and my teeth chattering uncontrollably.
“Why are you doing this? Why do you keep fīghting it? For how long are we going to live in self denial?” he asked me, still looking at my lips that I have now held to a place with my upper teeth.
“Please let me go boss. Please don’t keep making me lose my cool. This isn’t right” I told him, and saw him smile wickedly.
“Dear Lord! Did he have to smile? Did he have to add fuel to an already burning inferno?” I thought as my stomach began to churn, butterflies flying in my belly.
“I came here to apologize for what Mirabel did back there and to let you know that I’m just too proud of your ability to take control of situations, to stay away from you.
“But you have somehow fallen into my hands, and though you’re saying otherwise, your heart tells me differently.
“Listen to it, even a deàf man can hear it loudly calling for me to stay with it.
“Look at the lips, even a blind man can see it, asking me to have a taste of it.
“And Sasha, I can’t help it, because even my heart won’t keep performing it’s duties if I don’t do what it wants me to do!” he told me, and I watched his face inch closer to mine, unable to react or resist, until his lips claimed mine, tentatively, for the second time since I saw him nàked.
TO BE CONTINUED
