After the few hours walk was over, the two headed to the airport and entered the jet.
"Don't forget what I told you to do." Damien smirked.
"I was just kidding. I didn't actually mean." Kimberly replied him.
They got to the small stairs leading inside the jet. Kimberly lost balance at the last step but Damien was quick to hold her.
"Careful. I might not be able to save you later." He grinned.
'It looks like he's in a happy mood today. The way he has been smiling, grinning and smirking could tell.' That was Kimberly's thought.
"Thank you, Sir Damien."
Damien sat down In front of her, putting his legs on the small table and staring at his secretary. She looked pretty and troubled.
"I'm waiting." He jerked her out of thought.
Gosh, he really meant what he said?
Kimberly stood up and walked sluggishly to him. Where's she going to start? She isn't perfect when it comes to this.
Oh mother of Jesus.
She went to his back and her hands snaked from his shoulders to his chest that's as hard as a wall.
F*ck! She's really doing this and her boss really mean it. It was less awkward that it was only the two of them are there.
"Say something nice and sweet. Something lush." Damien told her.
'Is he trying to teach her? Kimberly, see where you've put yourself into'
"Y..yeah, s..sir." She stuttered and lean to his ear.
"Hey big boss, you smell good today." Her voice soft as ever.
"Have I been smelling bad before?" Damien questioned coldly.
"No! I didn't mean it that way. You know this is kind of awkward to me."
Her flirting with her boss. It was really awkward to her.
"Continue." He ignored her.
She sighed out and decided to continue. Maybe she should just use the ones she know. Whatever it is.
Kimberly rubbed his chest to his neck and grabbed it. Damien stiffened and knitted his brows in question.
"Are you trying to kill me?"
"I'm only doing what you ask me to do." She simply replied.
The grip wasn't tight but rather gently raising his head up, she left his back and came to his front then sat on his lap and kissed his neck softly and whispering,
"Such a great body for a great guy. You're all I want. You got everything I want in a man. Perfect plump lips, sexy jaws, soft hair and those charming amber eyes of yours that shines brightly at night. My boss in shinning suit." She chuckled and looked Into his eyes. Her hands were on his neck while Damien held her waist.
Her smile and laugh were very familiar to that of his sister, Emily which she took from his mother.
He took him a long run before he could process all what his secretary said. Wow!
Did she said that truthfully or it was just acting. Somehow he wants more from her. The way she had kissed his neck gave him a stiff. He could sense she wasn't calm though.
Kimberly is different from the other girls he'd met. She's so innocent even if she's trying to flirt. Her smile is just too magical and he wished he could kiss those rosy pink lips of hers.
He's already thinking nonsense again.
"It enough now. Go seat." He ordered her.
Kimberly sat down. Her nervousness decreased. Did she over do by sitting on his lap? She suddenly felt uneasy.
"When is the Fred Empire's party?"
"23rd, Sir." Answered Kimberly.
"That's the day after tomorrow. And I asked you and Mr Ben to go instead of me right?"
"Yes, Sir. It would have been better if you go since you said the last time that we shouldn't accept any contract from him yet. You and Mr Fred can talk more on the contract. It really worth billions of dollars and I think we shouldn't let that money go just like that."
Damien nodded at his secretary before grabbing the wine beside him and poured himself a glass.
"I already changed my mind before you talk. I will be joining you two but you and Mr Ben will get there first before me. I have some things to sort out." Damien took a sip from the wine.
"Alright sir, that's fine by me." Kimberly smiled.
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The jet landed and everyone parted ways. Damien got home really tired. He heard some strange sounds in the kitchen and had to check. He met no one but Clara.
What the hell are you doing in my kitchen? He wanted to yell at her but he rather kept quiet and announced his present.
"Clara." He called and the lady turned back with a smile.
"You're back from your trip to Italy." Clara replied him while she turned back to concentrate on the food she's cooking.
"How did you know I will be back this time and......"
"Oh Damien, come on. You know I have my ways of coming to this house. Moreover, you forgot to lock your door. I came back to look for you to say I'm sorry for my stupidity last night and this morning. I turned the door knob and the door opened." Clara explained.
"I thought I locked my door." That was so silly of him. Gosh!
"Don't worry about that again. Go take a bath and change into some comfortable clothes while I set the table, baby." Clara waved her hand for him to go.
"Don't try to act like my girlfriend or wife." Damien snorted, rolled his eyes at her and finally left the kitchen.
He isn't ready to do anything today. Maybe it's a good thing Clara is already preparing something before he came back.
Kimberly got home tired too. She yawned like a baby who's ready to sleep.
She walked to the kitchen and noticed that there's is nothing in there, she sighed and whistled to her bedroom. She changed into something nice and took some money with her.
Kimberly locked her door and walked down the street to get some food for herself. Perhaps groceries. But she needed a fast food right now.
She walked for about ten minutes getting all she needed fast so she could go back to her house.
She got them and turned back to go back home.
"Kimberly." She heard her name and she stopped to look at who's calling her.
"Have you been following me, Steven?" She raised her brows.
"No, I think meeting you tonight is a coincidence. I actually stay around here. For days though, till I'm through with the business I have here. And part of it, is you, Kimberly White." Steven pouted and replaced it with a small smile which made Kimberly fear a little.
Are those two coming for her again?