Don't Touch Devil's Woman

'W- what is he doing?'

Aysel Saat was taken aback with his advancements that she could not bring herself to retort. A battle was initiated between her heart and brain causing an endless storm of questions.

'Why is Owen not doing anything?'

Sure enough, like every Cinderella she also wanted the knight to save her from the beast, who was bravely coming to get her but perhaps Mr Owen was not in position to revolt.

Well, of course, how could he go against his own boss at the stake of his job. But shouldn't he have done something to save the woman upon whom he just hit and asked her out? 

Ekai covered the few inches which were left between them as Aysel found herself melting under his tranquilizing stare which penetrated through her soul, the CEO lifted her chin with a lopsided grin and stitched eye contact with her.

Aysel Saat immediately closed her eyes with a pounding chest, perhaps within those metallic four walls her irregular and fast paced palpitations became audible unnaturally. 

'What should I do? Argh! What should I do?'

Her irritation was increasing with every passing second, the invisible and inaudible ticking was becoming loud. Aysel found herself dreaming about Owen whenever her treacherous eyes roamed over Ekai's face.

Maybe her subconscious mind was making Aysel confused that she mistook Ekai for Owen, but soon the illusion shattered that made her restless in heart. The lady felt some strange emotions which were jumbled up, as if one sensation was overlapping the other.

Her scrunched shut eyes made Ekai Enzo Enrique giggle inwardly, raising her hands up she placed them on his broad chest which felt like a hard rock. 

'No, no I can't let him kiss me. How can he do something immoral like that?'

Her rapid heartbeat represented some unknown affection, Aysel felt as if the time had slowed down and other noises became muffled.

The only thing she could hear was her own pounding heartbeat and Ekai's raspy breathing, the rich CEO's hard as rock chest was moving up and down making Aysel question her own emotions.

Maybe her imagination was rapidly running comparatively to Ekai's advancement, which forced Aysel to assume a certain idea and to conclude that the triple E boss was perhaps in love with her! 

'Naive and easily influenced.'

Ekai Enzo derived her personality analysis soon after watching her reaction, Aysel haphazardly moved backwards exposing her vulnerable side.

But perhaps the reason she concluded from his act was solely influenced by the novels she used to read, which corrupted her brain that everything happening in that very moment was magical. 

The woman kept on waiting for his further proceeding when Ekai Enzo deliberately brushed his breath on her face, the CEO's lips were barely inches apart while his other hand was tucked behind and a smirk on his devilishly handsome features. 

Ekai released her chin and straightened himself, jerking off the coat from the forearm portion and settling his moustaches in a macho manner. Sure enough, he was a little narcissist and self centred for people outside.

The devil king wanted someone to explore him just like 'she' did.

"Miss Aysel, meet me in my office in an hour."

Ekai's stern, emotionless voice reverberated in the elevator making everyone jump in their places. What exactly was he trying to do? It seemed that the man initially thought to proceed with something else but then changed his mind.

Was it perhaps, Ekai Enzo Enrique wanted to play dirty with her? Was it going to be like a cliche novel scene with Aysel Saat? Presenting a marriage contract for solving problems, caring for a sick mother or making her jobless and in need of a sugar daddy?

Who knows how Ekai was going to mold the circumstances at his will, because he was no ordinary man to begin with let alone messing with the triple E boss! 

Aysel Saat snapped open her eyes only to see the handsome hunk devil holding her identity office card and keenly looking at it. No doubt he was unwilling to leave her alone for any second when she had finally appeared in his territory. 

"Y- yes boss."

That was all she could spit haphazardly under the pressurized cloud of Ekai's personality, unnaturally there was some unknown burden in the air. Ekai could feel the uncertainty in her eyes regarding what could be the exact reason for which she was called.

Though the only possible blunder she had committed was to step back when he lunged towards her, which indicated her refusal to obey his order, well which was totally a wrong move to do and no doubt Aysel was going to pay for it.

The elevator finally opened with a ding noise which felt no less than a nuisance to Ekai Enzo, who helplessly sighed inwardly upon the realization that he had to let go of her. 

Well, for just a few moments. 

All of the people immediately crept off the elevator running for their lives as if some chicks were let out of the cage, though Mr Owen stayed back to talk to the lady while Ekai left the elevator soon.

Aysel gasped for breath, calming her troubled heart when her gaze landed on the only man left in the elevator, which might have possibly stopped for her as Owen turned around with a horrified gaze.

"Err, Aysel...why don't we check out together some other day."

Owen stammered nervously, it was evident that after the current incident he was backing off. Sweat beads turned into a stream flowing from his temples, as if he was having cold sweat due to the chilling atmosphere. 

Owen did not wait for her reply and left soon after stating his thing, leaving a quizzical woman behind having numerous thoughts in her occupied head.

'Why did he suddenly change his mind?'

Aysel clutched the strap of her handbag tightly and walked out, dawdling towards the working area the lady completely forgot that she was already late.

'Fuck!'

Meanwhile Owen seemed to run for his life, clenching his fist he was mad at himself for making a move on Aysel Saat. 

'I did not know she was boss' woman, gladly I stopped myself and refused her at the right moment. What if he came to know about me?'

The terrified man shuddered at the thought, he probably could imagine the consequences of laying a finger on Aysel let alone date the woman.

'I don't want to be fed to the sharks!'

Sure enough the penalty to touch Ekai's woman was death, but it was on his mood what kind of punishment would be given. 

The easiest the less painful but how could he spare the man, who dared to steal his woman!? 

No. Never.

Devil gives favours but does not forgive or spare.

"What happened to him suddenly?"

The lady became confused about the reaction of Owen, finally they both were having a so-called dare, which of course was only Aysel's assumption regarding Owen's proposal for going out.

"Why did he suddenly refuse? Did I say something wrong?"

Not knowing what she had done Aysel Saat was left alone to wreck her brain for fucking whole day to find the reason.

The woman walked through the corridor engrossed into thoughts when the inaudible chattering snagged her attention, it felt like the buzzing of disobedient bees which were passing the word to spread it across every ear.

'W- why are they looking at me like that?'

She questioned herself and the pace of her steps slowed down terribly, on normal days people would have scolded her for being late but perhaps that day was an exception. 

Aysel walked up to her desk which was organized unusually and everything was placed in the right box at arms length. 

'Uh? Who did this work for me?'

Although she was friends with everyone but no one volunteered to clean and organize her desk. 

'When I requested them no one stepped up to help a rookie but now someone anonymously cleaned my desk.'

Well, perhaps Ekai's one bold act  changed the views of the whole building. Sure enough no one would dare to pick up a bone with the woman of triple E boss.

Aysel placed her bag on the table and looked around, either people were working diligently with their eyes glued to the glowing screens. No doubt they were the reason behind the Enrique Corp which ruled over the fashion world with their fabric and clothing. 

"Err, who did this?"

Aysel faked a cough to snag attention from others and questioned them all by raising her voice, when a blonde woman approached her with a forced smile on her face which was caked with makeup heavily.

"I did this, you brought coffee for me that day so, I thought to return the favour. And cleaned your desk."

The girl smiled at Aysel though everyone could sense that it was an old school way to achieve her trust. 

'Tch! She is trying to curry favour after knowing that Miss Aysel is boss's woman.'

A man wearing specs pursed his lips with disappointment, acknowledging that how people want to climb up the ladder without moving a finger.

"Oh? Thank you."

Aysel thanked her immediately though her expressions had an utter shock, after all Miss Meghan was not a generous lady who would do anything without gaining favour.

"Very much."

Aysel Saat blankly nodded twice and emphasized the last words with a smile.

Meghan walked towards her own desk and a muffled chattering began again, making Aysel confused and mad at the same moment. 

"Why are they chatting about what happened earlier? That is not something worth discussing."

She switched on the computer and mumbled to herself not knowing that now every ear and eye was in her. A man from behind leaned over the partition between each employee and whispered to her in a serious tone.

"Psst!"

Aysel followed the worst kind of buzz sound and saw Mr Boris leaning over the wall of her so-called cabin.

"It is a big deal, Miss Aysel. Boss has never called out any woman in his cabin before, you are the first bland chicken he wants to taste."

Well, that was not true. Having chocolate brown hair and a pair of dazzling hazel eyes contrasted with the creamy complexion, with raspberry sauce dripping from her cheeks and a cherry in the place of lips; undoubtedly she was an unparalleled, sophisticated and a woman of elegance. 

Not some bland chicken. 

Mr Boris narrated the whole thing by adding sizzle to the simple talk, and making it sound bad as much as he could represent Ekai as a pervert. 

Aysel Saat was left with a stunned stare at Boris, who had a priceless expression on his face. Disbelief was dripping from his facial features which resembled with every other employee of the certain floor.

'So, that is why the gossiping bees are buzzing continuously.'

Aysel turned around her swiveled chair muddling to herself.

'Now it makes sense about their weird behaviour. Argh! These fools must have been thinking of me as Boss's woman.'

She got irritated upon the very idea that her name was forcefully attached to some stranger man.

Aysel Saat slumped her shoulders on the chair with her head placed on the table, when the thought crossed her brain and she was forced to question her liking towards Owen.

"Is this why Owen refused me? Gosh! How could he not know what kind of woman I am?"

Agitation was visible on her face. 

"Does he think of me as an easily swayed branch?"

Her anger boiled immediately.

'This is all because of the boss that I got dumped by my crush soon after he asked me out.'

She gritted and clenched her fists.

'I will make you pay, Mr Enrique. You will clear out the misunderstandings, I will make you do so.'

The lady was determined and nothing could stop the hell from breaking loose, because the two of them were equally hot headed and stubborn. 

After all, Ekai Enzo Enrique was the ruler of Spanish mafia, the merciless Spanish king who fell in love once and lost his beloved.

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~ Author's Note: 

If you can take the hint from the chapter. (>¿<)