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That was what I was feeling.
The moment Liam said he wanted to torture me, I was far too happy that he wasn't firing me from the job.
Little do I know what he had in mind.
"Great, now I would like you to hand in two collections of design by tomorrow," he said without looking up from his papers.
"What?" my eyes widened and I jumped up from the couch. He stared up at me, raised an eyebrow. A piece of his chocolate brown hair fell into his eyes. I suppressed the feeling to reach over and push it out of his eyes.
I have to admit, even though the casual Liam was handsome, this Liam I am with right now, the one with neat suit and well brushed hair, looks more mature and uh, sexy.
I did not just thought that.
"You heard me," he said, a devilish smirk formed on his lips.
"I heard you," I sighed, turning to leave.
"Oh and Josette?" he paused, "Your hair is very...intiminating."
I stiffed a little before walking out of his office. My back leaned against his door after I softly closed it, and let out a breath I had been holding.
I combed my fingers through my hair. What was wrong with it? I just let it down today and people complimented me about it too.
Snap it out, Josette Lee, this is Liam Campbell we are talking about!
Frustrated, I exited the last floor and went to my office, depressed. I didn't even greet my colleagues. The only thing on my mind was finishing the designs.
"Hey hon, wanna hangout at my house?" Carrie asked me as we exited the company to enter the parking lot.
"Can't do that, Car'," I groaned as I unlock the car door.
"Oh, Mr. CEO has something on you huh, I remember," Carrie rolled her eyes patheticly.
"You better, who knows what he would get on me next time," I groaned once more, opening the car door.
"Huh, good luck, I still have Jensen to deal with," Carrie said as she waved me goodbye.
I back my car out of the parking lot.
Gosh, its going to be a long, sleepless night.
"Having a sleepless night?"
I tried to suppress a scowl on my face as I glared at Liam's smirk bit fail. I really liked to wipe it off his face.
"I guesse that's a yes," he chuckled.
Oh my god, did he just laughed? How could you tell someone you hate them yesterday and then talk to them like a really good friend the next day? Liam just confused me.
"Redo," he threw my precious set of design onto the coffee table in his office. I widened my eyes. Have he no respect for people's hard work?
"You barely even look at it!" I shouted.
"I said redo," he said, the amusement was clear in his eyes.
I don't know what came to me, all I know was that I was so angry that I lost my good night sleep and this man is not treasuring my hours of hard work. I ran to him and pulled on his collar and hissed, "You can treat me like shit, you can fuck me all up, but don't you dare treat my career like a shitload of useless papers."
His eyebrow raised in surprise, but the amusement did not disappear. "What you're gonna do, huh, cheese cake? Murder me? Hmm?"
he murmured in his deep husky voice as he grab my wrist and pulled me down to him and circled his arms around my waist.
I was instantly aware of how close we are to each other and how my stomach churned at the nickname he had given me. Cheese cake. That was how he called me back in highschool.
My breath caught in my throat as I saw his eyes trailed down to my lips. I watch as he slowly and hesitantly buried his face in the nook of my neck and nuzzled it, his lips brushed against the skin there temptingly.
"You smell so good," he murmured to my skin as he breath in.
"Hmm," that was all I could manage.
His started planting butterfly kisses on my neck, then up to my jaws and stopped above my lips. He hesitantly brushed his lips against mine.
"Do you want me to stop?" he asked, his voice raspy.
"No," I said too quickly. I should have stop him. He hates me and I'm slowing him down. I should have stopped. But my body told me differently.
"Beg me," his demand came out as a breathless moan. Mine wasn't any better.
"Please," I moaned, before he crashed his tempting lips down to mine.
He bit on my bottom lip and I let out a contented sighed, widened my mouth to gain him entrance. He flipped me around in the couch so he was hovering above me and I was pressed against him. I let out a lustful moan as I felt something pressed against me and Liam groaned. One of his hand caught itself in my long hair and another one trailed its fingers from my neck to my thigh. His fingers carressed the skin there and he let out a loud moan as I wrapped my legs tightly around his waist.
I kissed him like there was no tomorrow, and he kissed me like his life depended on it, and somehow I felt it, the need, the missing, the sparks we had for each other. And maybe even the love.
I moaned rather loudly as he brought his lips down to my sensitive spot and sucked on it. I was aware that there would be a hickey there, but I didn't tell him to stop. God, I don't even know if we can stop if we wanted to. It felt too good to be true.
A quiet laugh sent us breaking apart, and a voice saying, "I hate to interrupt, but son, if you don't stop, Josette may lost her virginity."
Liam and I immediately got up from the couch, my cheeks brushed pink as I redo the few button on my blouse that had been undone.
"You are a virgin?" I heard the disbelief in Liam's voice, and I nodded, embarassed.
"And how could you possibly know that?" Liam snapped at his father, suspicion was clear in his voice.
"Oh, I asked a few people like Carrie Thompson," Mr. Campbell just laughed and said casually.
Carrie? Wait a...
"Um, I should, go," I said arkwardly, and turned to Liam, not daring to look him in the eyes, "I'll redo the design by tomorrow. Good day." With that I retreated out of Liam's office.
"Well son, I wish you'll use protection tomorrow," I heard the distant laughing of Mr. Campbell and Liam frustrated groans.
Getting back to my office, I closed the door and sat at my desk, closed my eyes and rethink my making out session with Liam. My hand went to my lips. I rethink how his lips set my body on fire, where they touched, where they kissed. My hand went to the place he had sucked, and realized that he indeed had left a hickey there.
God, what was wrong with me? How had I came to this? I had to be away from him. I have to.
That moment I knew, Liam Campbell is going to be the death of me.
I was working on my designs while Carrie was painting her nails with the red polisher she had bought on our way to my house. She said since I couldn't leave my house to hang out with her, she decided to hang out at my house instead. The moment she suggested this I just shrugged. Its comforting to finally have someone to talk to me when I work.
When we were totally okay with the comfortable silence, my phone rang tremendously. Carrie did the favor of taking it for me.
"Its your sister, Jo," Carrie said passing the phone to me.
"Hey ya, sis," a cheerful voice rang out.
"Hey," I said smiling. Maria is my older sister and she was always the cheerful type, unlike me. She's sometimes a bussy body, but I loved her.
"Okay, so the Love Gazebo is working well," she said. Love Gazebo is her new opened chinese restaurant in Miami.
"Yes, congrates," I said.
"So, I decided to repay you for your support. Did you remember what I told you about Harry's cousin last time?"
"Yeah, what about it?" I asked. Harry is Maria's husband. I remembered him mentioning his cousin, someone called...uh...William?
"I'm setting you on a date with him!" Maria screamed.
"What?" ok, so I was the one screaming.
"You set me on a blind date, with a person I didn't even know about?"
"Oh, don't worry, West is a great lad. You'll love him," she said all too cheerfully.
Oh, so his name is West.
"Come on, Josette, no need to get all emotional. What's your problem?"
My problem is that I don't want to date anyone except Liam Campbell. "Because I don't have the time," I didn't lie. It was the truth.
"I scheduled it on Sunday," Maria said, I tried to protest, but Maria interrupted me, "No, you are not busy. I know you're not."
"Fine," I sighed in defeat.
I put down the phone, and realized that Carrie had gone off somewhere else of the house. I went around the house search for her. That was when I heard Carrie's giggles.
Wait, Carrie giggled?
She was on the phone, giggling furiously. My eyes narrowed. There was only one thing in my suspicion.
"Uh, I'll...call you back," Carrie said as she heard me clearing my throat.
"Who's that?" I lifted my chin at her phone.
"Uh, just a friend," she said, her eyes looking anywhere but me.
"Hmm...a boyfriend, huh?" I said.
"Yeah...what? You...no!" she shouted, but her face was painted red.
"Who's that, Thompson," I demanded.
"Not before you tell me about the making out session you had with Mr. CEO," she smirked.
"How did you...did Mr. Campbell told you?"
"How d' you know?" she widened her eyes, "Are you a physician?"
"Very funny, Car'," I rolled my eyes, "Mr. Campbell caught us. speaking of which, when did you became so close with him?" I narrowed my eyes.
Carrie tried to look anywhere but me.
"I uh, gotta go, Jo, see you tomorrow!" she turned around and vanished down the stairs.
Oh my god, is she having affairs with Mr. Campbell?
Hold it, Josette Lee, she's your best friend! You knew she wouldn't do such things! My inner voice shouted at me.
"I can see you are not sleeping well again," my nearly closed eye lids shot up at the voice of Liam Campbell. I met his cold dark blue eyes and yawned. His hand was gripping my paper with a pen on the other, looking at me murderously.
"There's lots of things going on in my mind, Sir," I said sleepily.
"Hmm, I wonder if I'm in one of those thoughts you were having," he said, a devilish smirk on his face. I gulped.
Yes, you are in most of them.
He raised an eyebrow.
Did I just said that out loud? Ops, my bad.
"I have things to be busy with,if you excuse me," I turned to leave, but Liam grabed my hand and pulled me down to him so that I was sitting on his lap.
"How about you and I get ourselves busy now, hmm?" Liam murmured as he buried his face into the nook of my neck. I closed my eyes, trying to regain control.
Using all my self-control, I pushed myself away from him. If I wanted to get away from him, I have to do it. I can't make out with Liam everyday in his office when he still hates me. Even if it broke my heart.
"I-I need to go," I stuttered before running outside his office and paid a smile at Freda, which she gladly returned.
Making up my mind, I called my sister.
"Hi, uh, sis, can you make the date tomorrow? I'm kinda busy on Sunday."
When hell and heaven attracted to each other like magnets, but refused to join and rejoice...they're setting themselves on fire.
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