"Dylan, don't you dare!" Her face was flushed with both anger and shame because she knew Dylan was partly right.
"So what it I change my way of dressing, what does it have to do with you?, it's my body and my clothes, I decide what to wear and how to wear it." She walked briskly and dropped the stack of files and turned to leave
Dylan expression didn't change only a flicker of light appeared in his eyes. He held her hand when she passed him and drew her closer.
"Ashley, you work for me and I decide what my employees wear especially my assistant."
His hot breath sprayed on Ashley and her body became particularly hot.
"From now on, you can't wear this." He tugged on the collar of Ashley shirt giving way to his searching eyes to see more of her breasts.
A thought immediately flashed in Ashley's mind and she looked at Dylan straight in the eyes.
"Is it that you are afraid of my charm or what?" She asked fearlessly and poked Dylan's firm chest.
Dylan eyes darkness and he grabbed Ashley waist, his body touching hers.
"You wish. You're a sack of bones, and..."
"I'm a scary if bones 9r a bag of meat that you want so bad you can't have, your ego won't let you have..." Ashley arms had found their way to Dylan's neck.
"Ashley Dean, don't push your luck, you don't want to see me angry!" Dylan growled, the vein in his neck twitched as Ashley sweet scent invaded his body
"I do wanna see you angry." Ashley voice had become tempting.
"I'll deduct your salary." He whispered darkly.
Ashley eyes paused but she laughed ans said in almost a whisper
"That's the only thing you'll do, because your darned ego can't let you have me. You can't touch me even if you wanted to."
She smiled and traced Dylan lips.
"I am the only person who has ever rejected you and it irks you so much. Dylan Walker, the great play boy can't have me the nerdy hmmm..."
Dylan lips captured Ashley lips preventing her from talking and tightened his grip on her waist.
Ashley smiled against his lips and Dylan bit her lips in response.
Ashley responded to the kiss on the best way she could even though it was still amateur.
Dylan knew he was being played but couldn't do anything about it. The hunger he had for this girl was unimaginable, from the first day...
He kissed her with hunger and Ashley corresponded. There was urgency and fire in both their lips and they know it but neither wanted to acknowledge it.
Dylan sucked on her lips and played tag with her tongue teasing her. Ashley felt something poking her and her whole face became more red.
Knock! Knock! Knock!
That sound disrupted the atmosphere and broke the two of them apart. Ashley quickly panicked and fled to the table pretending to arrange files while a stron silently raged in Dylan eyes. He calmly straightened out the wrinkles on his clothes and went back to his seat.
"Come in."
Lawrence appeared at the door and when Dylan looked at him, he got chills in his neck. He didn't know what he had done but a thought flashed in his head and he trembled.
"Sir, miss Marilyn is around and requests to see you."
Dylan eyes immediately became tired, but he looked at Ashley pretending to arrange files.
"Let her in."
"Ok sir." Lawrence looked at Dylan in slight suprise but wasn't Marilyn his fiancée, it was normal.
Few moments later, sounds of heels were heard and a woman with wavy brown hair walked into the office.
She had big brown doe eyes that matched the colour of her hair, straight nose and full lips,but the nose and lips had clearly gone under the knife.
She wore a blue crop top and brown jeans, paired with a long brown cashmere jacket that matched with tye colour of her jeans, tipping it all with blue heels. She looked fashionable and elegant.
Ashley looked at her jewellery, heels and purse, it all looked branded and expensive, surely, her family was wealthy.
"Hi babe" Her soft pink lips moved and she moved in to hug Dylan.
"I brought something for you." She held out a small box and said
"Dylan, these are cufflinks made from red jade, imprinted from China and I had your initials on it, nice right?"
"It's okay." Dylan replied neutrally.
"Lemme put it on for you." Marilyn said enthusiastically.
"No need, it doesn't match with what I'm wearing."
"Ok." She said like a deflated balloon.
"Dylan," she sat on his laps and put her arms around his neck. "Can I join your company?" She whined and said in a cry voice but it made Ashley frown.
Dylan caught sight of Ashley frown and a glint of satisfaction flashed through his eyes. He grabbed Marilyn's waist and placed comfortably on his lap.
"I'll think about it"
Her eyes sparkled with delight and she kissed Dylan right in front of Ashley making her stomach churn.
"Ugh!' She almost vomited she turned disgust and it broke the kiss.
Marilyn turned to face her with an unfriendly gaze.
"Um, sir, the reports are here, I'll leave now."
Dylan hummed a response.
As Ashley walked away she heard Marilyn ask
"Who the he'll is she?"
The reply made her heart sting as if a thousand needless pierced it and tears welled up in her eyes.
"No one, just some dog."