The driver packs.
The press is standing around the company taking pictures at random.
I stepped out of the car moving straight in, without looking at anyone. Riding away from Andrew.
"Miss. Grace!."
Andrew's father stops me at the entrance to take some pictures with the press.
Andrew stood by my left, his dad to my right.
He slightly passes his hands around my waist.
"Smile!."
He turns whispering in my ear
I smile, then stand at the tips of my feet to reach his ears,
"Go to hell!."
I whispered back grinding my teeth.
Faking a smile at the press as I gently roll back, waving at the crowd standing out to welcome me.
Andrew widens his eyes at my reaction. Unfortunately for him, he can't do anything in public.
I had the final say, this got him furious.
"I am happy to finally set my eyes on you!. Welcome, once more!."
We got In, with Mr. Michael Handheld showing me the way.
We sat, with all the board members already in.
My seat next to that of Andrew.
Andrew's distraction-affected me.
He caresses my kneel, slow-moving his hands in my laps, pulling my dresses a little bit up.
"Stop it!."
I mouth, hitting his hand.
Which he instantly took off me.
"Miss. Grace did you say something!."
Mr. Michael stops his speech at my whisper, asking
"Sorry, nothing sir!."
I answer,
"Good!."
He continues his speech.
The meeting was kind of long and boring.
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After which we went for some photoshoots.
"Dinner at my house at 6 p.m.!."
Mr. Michael announced after the snaps.
I move to a table, pour out a glass of wine, seating tired sipping it.
"Follow me!."
Andrew orders
He saw how tired and bored I was. I couldn't start a fight with him.
"And why should I?!."
I jerk up my head, time tiredly rolling my eyes.
"Get a comfortable place to relax for the main time!."
He kindly offers.
"Just that fine!."
I follow him to his office. He offers me the sofa. I rapidly fell on it.
"So relaxing!."
I fix myself and seat straight
He constantly glances at me, removing his coat, untying his tie.
I act like I don't notice it.
"Should I!."
He stands at my in front with a bottle of wine in his hands.
I glare, blush at his chiseled abs, hard nipple carved on his dress.
"Should I!."
He repeats.
"Oh yeah, yeah!."
I turned my glance off him.
I sip the wine in lust.
"No, no Grace, calm down, you are a changed person!."
I say to myself.
I can't remember how it came about but we started a discussion.
He sat on the table close to me, I was slightly in between his labs
"OMG, the smell!."
He explained
I laughed at his explanation.
I was at my second wine bottle. I got tipsy.
"Oh, how is your wound?. Sorry, I didn't earlier. Can I have a stare!."
I asked fighting to open his shirt with him
"Grace calm down!.
He tells me.
I wrongly slip on his chest, but I instantly get up.
" It's getting better!."
showing his scar.
I place my hand, caressing it.
"Oh, sorry!."
I cried, without realizing, tear were rolled down
"Grace, are you okay?."
He felt guilty
"Never mind. I think it's the wine!."
wiping away my tears.
"I have to leave. I think we are done here!."
I get up to leave, taking a step forward but my legs are shuddering.
"Ouchh!."
I decline,
"Be careful!."
He rushes and holds me.
Now I'm in his hands, lost in his glance.
I grip tight pinching him with my nails, slowly moving my mouth closer to his.
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Andrew POV ¶¶
"Oh heavens. She is so hot!."
She gets me hard.
Her lips rubbing mine.
"Kiss me!."
She says with moving her lips.
"But, she seems drunk!. What a dilemma!."
I tell myself.
"Andrew!."
She calls softly
"Let's get home now!."
I shift my lips away.
"Hey, men!. Why aren't you pick up your calls!."
Sam barges into my office.
"Help me!."
I say
"Who is she?!."
Sam widen his stare.
"Grace!."
I reply
"Oh, the new CEO!. Andrew, you are a smart man!."
He laughs hitting my shoulders
"Hey, hey, we did not, stop imagining!."
I warned him
Yet, he doesn't believe me!.
"Sam, place take her home. I still got lots of work here. We chart later!."
I asked
"It's fine!."
We took her to his car. She was asleep!.