Rejecting rejection.

EMILY

I wasn’t going to accept being rejected. Hell no. I knew just the way to make him change his mind, it was easy when I could see he wanted me too, the bulge in his pants was very noticeable.

My hands came up to the buttons of his shirt; he knew what I was about to do even before I touched the first button.

“Don’t.” He moved out of the room immediately, and I followed behind. I had three buttons done by the time he turned back. “What are you doing?” He screamed.

One side of the wall was glass and his men only had to pass to see me naked. I pulled the shirt over my shoulder and just in time someone passed by. Alexandro pushed me back into the room in an instant. I pulled him along and clicked the door shut, blocking it with my body, then threw the shirt on the floor.

I was going to die of embarrassment if he rejected me now.

He closed his eyes, willing himself not to look at me. And I smiled, victory was close.

I pulled his hand, taking his fingers in between my legs to show him ho