Naomi's POV
God, what the hell was I thinking? Daring my boss to talk dirty to me in such a confined space?
Oh, God, I'm losing my mind.
I'm horny and I can feel the wetness in my panties as I walk ahead of Killian. I can feel him behind me, probably watching me and I dare not turn around.
What the hell was I even thinking? Coming up with such an idea and daring him to talk dirty to me. How can I not think the end result will be this? Right now, I crave his hands on me, touching me, feeling me up, and whispering dirty things to me.
When he whispered those promises to me, I couldn't help but think about it, think about him doing these things to me. And I wished he could just go ahead with his promises and make me feel good.
Even thinking about it right now makes me feel filthy. What's going on with me? What has he turned me into?
The elevator arrives and I enter, before the doors can close, Killian steps inside too, and the doors close.
"Good morning, Mr. Black." All the occupants in the elevator greet him. He just nods in response and looks at me as he walks further into the elevator.
Worst, right behind me, perched against the wall as he stands behind me.
What's he doing here riding the same elevator as me? I discovered he has his own private elevator that can only be accessed by him and it leads him directly to his office, and he always uses that.
Why's he riding the same elevator as me?
I can't meet his eyes. I'm still feeling the aftermath of the dirty words that he whispered into my ear. The elevator stops on the third floor and opens so people can step out and more people enter inside the elevator, making it crowded and inconvenient. Without an option, I am being pushed towards Mr. Black because of the herd of people. They greet him simultaneously, and he just hums in response. I just assume he hasn't ridden the elevator with his workers for a long time now, because it was inconvenient for him too.
With his back pressed against the elevator wall, my back is facing him, with my body pressed against his front. I can feel the outline of his body through his expensive suit. I can clearly smell his cologne, and I can feel the warmth radiating off his body. My butt is pressed against his crotch. My body stilled at once when I feel something I'm not supposed to feel.
Killian curses under his breath, obviously hating the position we're forced into. I can feel the outline of his sex against my butt, and shit, he's slowly getting hard.
Oh, God, when are we arriving at our destination? Why's the elevator not moving fast?
His hand slightly brushes against my hand, and that little gesture sends an electric feeling straight to my core. The butterflies in my stomach are doing backflips with that little touch. Some butterflies are already dancing in the pit of my stomach. I can't remember feeling this way with just a mere touch when I was with George or Haven. In fact, I've never felt this way before. He's the one man that has made me feel all these strange feelings and it's just overwhelming for me.
I feel like I'm about to lose my virginity over again with just this awkward and sexual position that we're in.
I think I'm really losing my mind now. No doubt.
Thankfully, the elevator stops on the sixth floor, and half of the herd of people in the elevator steps out, giving us breathable space. I quickly move away from Killian as if he has an infectious ailment. I'm blushing, terribly blushing, and I thank my stars for the hundredth time I am not a shade lighter or paler. I don't know how I'm supposed to explain to my boss and the few people inside the elevator why the hell my cheeks are a shade of pink.
After another awkward elevator ride with my boss, it finally stops at our destination and I quickly step out. I don't bother to look at Killian as I hurry towards my desk. I see Jamie standing next to his desk, already anticipating his boss's arrival.
"Hello, Jamie." I wave at him. He gives me a brilliant smile.
"Hi, Naomi."
Turning briefly to give Killian Black a quick stare, his eyes are already locked on mine before I even have time to check him out for the last time today. I know I won't be seeing him again today. Killian smirks and winks at me, and I quickly dart my head forward. I take a shaky breath in as I fan my face with my hand.
Reaching my desk, I greet the other workers that are busy trying to arrange their desks, with some of them holding mugs of coffee. They respond with silent 'hey's' and hums. It's obvious they had a really fun-filled night.
Who am I to judge?
"Hey, Naomi. How are you, girl?" Stefan asks.
Since I resumed work here, Stefan has been one of the few friendly people that I've come to like. He's one of the oldest staff here and he doesn't play with his job. He's great and obviously has a huge crush on Jamie, Killian's assistant.
"I'm fine. How are you doing? Had a fun night?" I tease him as I set my bag down and turn on my computer.
Stefan laughs. "Nah. Nothing really interesting happened last night. Marie threw a party for the marketing team yesterday and literally, everyone who attended is still nursing a hangover. Well, except me. I didn't attend."
Wow. Why am I not surprised I didn't hear about it? And also, I'm not surprised I didn't get an invitation from Marie herself, it's not like I would be there anyway. Like who throws a party on weekdays?
Marie, like every other female worker here, sees me as a competition for some weird reasons. They don't like me, they don't bother to hide it either. During lunch breaks, I see them whisper amongst themselves and chuckle, and then they quiet down once I walk into the room.
It's not been a week since I started working here, and I already feel exhausted. They want me to quit, obviously, but little did they know I can handle almost anything tossed my way. I know what I want, and building a successful career and having a stable Income is what I wanted when I took this job at KB TECH, and I'm going to get it. I won't let some chick with mommy issues bring me down with her bad energy.
"How are you holding up? Finding anything stressful?"
"Nah, I'm good. Thanks for trying to help." I smile at him.
He nods. "Always a desk away if you need help," Stefan says as he walks away.
I take a deep breath and stare down at the computer as I watch it reboot. I palm my face and rub my eyes.
I can't help but think about Killian even if I shouldn't in the early hours of the day. I can't take the sound of his voice out of my head and his dirty promises. The throbbing in between my legs hasn't stopped and it annoyingly intensified when I felt his semi-erection against my ass in the elevator.
What the hell?
I wonder what's on his mind as he rides the elevator with me while standing behind me. I wonder what he was thinking. Did it have something to do with me and my awkward reaction when I stepped out of his car while trying to get away from him before he saw me in my awkward state?
I don't even know what this is. What exactly is going on between us, I have no freaking idea. I still can't get the idea of him asking me to go into a relationship with him out of my head. Every time, I tell myself he didn't mean that, but I'm lying to myself. As much as I want him, it's pretty obvious he wants me the same way too, if possible, more than I want him.
And the way he looks at me just blows my mind and completely shut down my brain.
Am I catching feelings already? At first, I thought it was just an attraction. I thought I was attracted to him since he was pretty good-looking and nice to me. I guess ever since we shared that hot, intense makeout in my apartment, everything changed between us.
Everything. And I find myself questioning what I've always known. Everything I thought I’d always wanted.
Mr. Black is a dangerous man, I know that. I also know I'm playing with fire, and he's the fire, and he's going to burn me.
And I want him to burn me.
The expensive suit material in my vision snaps me out of my internal conflicts as I sit up properly, clearing my throat. The woman I've come to notice is called Celine, is standing next to my desk, dressed fancily, sexy, and smart. Her red hair is in a bun, well wrapped atop her head. She matches her look with her sharp, expensive apricot suit, and matching red lipstick on her thin lips.
God, how can I compete with this? The idea of Killian having sex with her haunts my memory and I can't get it out of my head. She's everything I'm not, including rich and influential. During my short time working here, she's all everyone talks about. Everyone likes her, and a lot of female workers here wear her brand. Found out she owns her own clothing line, she's an independent businesswoman, a model, she's also the model for the company's new product, and she's 27 years old.
All power, and privilege.
I think she's friendly. I've seen her laugh and smile with the top staff here, especially Amber, but she's never looked at me. Well, not until today.
"Hi." Celine smiles at me. A friendly smile that makes me despise myself for judging her and hating her without getting to know her.
"Hey." I greet her, and it comes out forced.
"Naomi, right?" She asks, with her perfect, friendly smile still etched on her lips.
"Yeah. Hi." I give her a small smile.
"I'm Celine."
"I know."
She nods. "Well, I thought it was time I introduced myself. You're pretty and really young."
Okay, what's she insinuating?
"I'm friends with Killian and he talks a lot about you, and I'd like to know you. He doesn't keep a lot of friends, especially women. I wasn't surprised when he wouldn't shut up about you. You're really pretty, you've swept him off his feet."
"Uh…" I ramble.
Celine giggles.
"It's fine. If you're free this weekend, we can hang out. I would really like to get to know you, you know, be friends."
Celine wants to be friends. Why? Isn't she, like, Killian's friend-with-benefits? Why would she want to hang out with me?
"Always deep thinking, huh? You should say yes, please. It would just be a friendly hang-out. A friend of mine is throwing a party this weekend, and I would like you to come. It's not really much of a party, it's just girls hanging out, talking about stuff, and drinking fine wine. You might like it."
"Uh…, can I think about it?"
"Yeah, why not?" She's still smiling and she's beginning to freak me out with her kindness.
"Where's your phone?" She asks.
I raise my eyebrows and give her an awkward look.
Why would she want my phone?
I don't question her attitude as I dig through my bag and hand her my phone after unlocking it. She's all giddy as she types in something. Later, she hands me back my phone with her perfect and friendly smile.
"Now, we've got each other's numbers, we can now communicate."
"Ooh." I'm surprised as I stare at my phone and her contact is already saved on my phone as Celine with a heart emoji at the front.
What the hell is going on?
"We're gonna be best friends." She smiles at me and I watch her walk away, cat-walking like the model that she is as she disappears out of my sight.
Okay, what just happened? Did I just become friends without my permission with Killian's past fling?
Unbelievable.
***
It's afternoon and there's supposed to be a meeting with KB TECH CEO, Killian Black. The boardroom is occupied by the company's executives, marketing director, members of senior staff of the marketing team, and a few bosses I'm just meeting today.
Amber made me fetch coffee for those who needed it when Raymond stepped out of the boardroom to remind Killian he had a meeting this afternoon. I really don't know what Amber's shit is, but one of these days, I'm going to stand up to her and call her out on all her bullshit. God, she's always trying so hard to upset me, and I know she's waiting for the day I'll finally snap.
The room falls quiet as Killian enters with Raymond and Jamie who's carrying his boss's material and a laptop. Both men go to their separate seats, with Killian leveling himself on the head seat, while Jamie sits next to him. Killian tries to replace his scowl with a stoic look as his eyes move over his executives and other important men in the room.
I'm not supposed to be here, in fact, Amber made sure of it since my opinion isn't really needed in this room, but Raymond asked me to join in so I can learn a thing or two. I have a feeling Killian made him do that.
He's capable of a lot of things, I only just realized that a few hours ago.
Killian's eyes lock on mine and I take a deep breath in as I bite my bottom lip. He shifts in his seat and clears his throat. After checking me out to his full satisfaction, he looks away, and luckily, nobody noticed the CEO eye-fucking me in a boardroom, well, except for observant Raymond.
Raymond stands up and walks to the front of the room as he gives a speech about the new product — a voice assistant that's more upgraded than Goldie—the one in Killian's house, as he backs his speech up with the marketing campaign using PowerPoint. I take notes, penning down important words and ideas while I try to ignore the fact that since Raymond started his presentation, Killian hasn't tried to peel his eyes off of me.
Without him knowing, or maybe he knows, he's trying to distract me with his stares, and it's working. I try to pay attention, but I can't. My heart has started to beat fast and my core clenches in between my legs. I feel sweat trickle down my back inside my dress, and my breathing has also even up.
What's he doing to me?
With my mind already in airplane mode, I try to calm down my breathing and pretend to listen while trying to act as if the CEO isn't doing something to me with his eyes while sitting on the head chair.
"What do you think, Naomi?" Amber's voice snaps me out of my thoughts.
I blink my eyes and turn to look at her. She's smirking at me, all hate and envy.
What's with this biatch?
"I'm sorry?"
"What do you think about the new product, Naomi? Do you think we need to add more features? Why don't you throw some light into it? What do you think? Do you think we're ready to launch?" Amber repeats her question as she smirks at me.
Why would she ask me that? My opinion doesn't even matter and she knows very well I have little to no idea about the upgraded new voice assistant. Is she trying to spite me and watch me make a fool out of myself in front of all these people and the man I kind of have feelings for?
I turn to look at Killian Black and he gives me a small smile as if telling me I can do it.
"Well, um…" I take a deep breath. I guess this is the part where I show this Amber bitch I had good skills and a very impressive certificate to talk on my behalf.
"This new voice assistant is like a replica of Goldie, the very first real voice assistant, and it's more like an update or an upgrade. But, I think despite the upgrade, it's almost like the real Goldie. I think voice assistants like Goldie, or the new upgraded one shouldn't be used only at home. Goldie and the upgraded version have almost the same features. Turn on the light, turn off the light, turn on the TV, play my favorite channel. I think this new upgrade can do more than that. And I think for a start, we can introduce a new feature that works for schools also. Goldie or the new upgrade shouldn't be used only at home. We should be able to use it at schools, offices, and train stations to help read out destinations and even tickets. There should be a new feature where the voice assistant can tell how much you've weighed in the last three weeks, how many calories and carbs you've consumed, and even pregnancy tests. Also, we should be able to use it in our cars to help navigate and even use it as an autopilot. It shouldn't just be able to set appointments, meetings, read out schedules, or to-do lists, it needs more features. And I believe with the things I've listed, it can help increase the sales and more demands of this new upgrade." I finish my speech as I scan the room.
Everyone's quiet, including Amber-the-skank. All of a sudden, there's a round of applause and comments of appreciation and positivity.
Okay, what's going on? I turn to look at Killian and he's smiling at me, a smile of gratitude. I blush and look away, my eyes locking on Amber who's scowling at me.
Man, fuck this bitch.
I just disappointed her, I know. She thought I was going to embarrass myself. I just did a good job and everyone liked my ideas and opinions.
When the room quiets down, with the business mood back on, Killian clears his throat and speaks for the first time since we've been sitting here.
"Thank you, Ms. Alderson, for your opinion." He says in his business-like voice and looks.
It's still a miracle how he easily switches from the man who nearly gave me an orgasm with his dirty talk at the back of his car to the man who is business-like and serious.
"We'll put your opinion into consideration, and for now, we won't be launching this new upgrade. The launch date should be postponed. I'll have my assistant set up a meeting next week so we can talk about Ms. Alderson's ideas." Killian finishes as he stands up.
Jamie grabs his boss's things and computer as he gives me a big smile before following Killian out of the boardroom. Everyone begins to arise as they throw smiles of gratitude my way before leaving. I'm still too shocked to stand up as I catch my breath. Amber who's sitting across from me stands up, with her bitchy glare pointed my way.
"You won't last long here, sweetheart and I'll make sure of it, slut." She whispers for my ears only as she leaves, throwing me daggers with her eyes.
And her cold stares only promised me one thing: Trouble. Lots of trouble.