Chapter 4

Aiden 

“Fuck” I’ve been staring at the ceiling since the time I woke up 1hr ago.

My head a mess, My Dick hard as a rock, I swinged out of my bed.

It didn't matter how many times i had pictured her and jerked off, i still get hard just thinking of her again 

What was I even thinking, it was bad already to have had a one-night stand with her but to have screwed her in my office, that’s way out of proportion.

But how did she expect me to think, when that dress of hers hanged her curves like no other.

She hadn't even let me cum, why couldn’t i just keep my pants together

But i had been so terrible to her, bossing her around and embrassing her in front of everyone, But damn when her ass grinded me, it took all the might in me not to chase everybody out of her office and fuck her right that moment.

But what was she thinking telling her friend about her one night stand, apparently her friend didn’t know i was the one night stand, The last thing i wanted was a woman to hold so much control over me this way.

I rubbed my hands around my face and stood up

I looked at the clock, and it had only been four hours.

I took a quick shower, scrubbing myself roughly as if to remove any trace of her left from yesterday. This was going to stop, this had to stop. Aiden Ryan didn't act like some horny teenager, and I certainly did not fuck around in my office. 

The last thing I needed was a clingy woman ruining everything. I couldn't allow Miss Mills to have this control over me. Everything was so much better before I met her at the bar.

For as awful as that was, this was a million times worse. 

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I was making my way into my office when she walked in. The way she left last night, practically sprinting out the door, I figured one of two scenarios awaited me. Either she would be making eyes at me, thinking that last night meant something, that we meant something.

Or she'd have my ass.

If word got out about what we'd done, not only could would i lose my father's trust, but I could lose everything I'd worked for. 

And yet, as much as I hated her, I couldn't see her doing something like that, but have only been with her for two days. Who knows what she could do.

I glanced at her as she approached her office opposite mine, averting my gaze, my eyes ran round her body and I swallowed nothing as my eyes took in the orange gown, with a neckline that dipped down to accentuate the soft smooth skin of her neck and collarbone, and white fabric clinging perfectly to those gorgeous tits, the dress was the bane of my existence, my heaven and hell wrapped in one delicious package.

The hem fell just below her knees and it was the sexiest thing I had ever seen. It wasn't provocative in any way, but there was something about the cut and that goddamn virginal white that had me practically staring hard. 

When she still didn't acknowledge me, I turned and stormed into my office, slamming the door behind me. Why was she still affecting me this way? I'd never had anyone or anything distract me from work, and I hated her for being the first.

But part of me relished the memory of her victorious expression as she turned and left me gasping and practically begging her to suck me off. The girl had a spine made of steel.

I bit back a grin and focused instead on hating her.

Work. I would just focus on work and stop thinking about her. 

I glanced at the time, it's been 3 hours and she hadn’t reported to my office yet, was she scared of me or did i intimidate her, I reached for my office telephone to call her to my office, when she barged in.

Her face hardened “this are the document need for today and also the file at the top is your schedule for this week” she Bowed slightly “excuse me, Mr Ryan”

“Where do you think you're going, Miss Mill”

She raised an eyebrow “to my office”. she muttered sarcastically 

God, why did she have to be such a bitch.

As she was about to leave, I followed her, shutting the door behind as she tried to leave, clamoring her with my hands, her back to the door.

“Miss Mill, we need to talk,” I said, my voice barely controlled. Her eyes met mine, furious and determined.

“I believe we have nothing more to discuss, Mr. Ryan,” she replied calmly, but I could see the hint of tension in her eyes.

“We both know that’s not true,” I said, leaning in closer. “Yesterday …what happened between us—”

“Was a mistake,” she interrupted, her voice shaking slightly. “It was a mistake, just like the one-night stand and it won’t happen again.”

“A mistake?” I scoffed. “Don’t flatter yourself. You were convenient, that’s all.”

Her eyes narrowed, anger visible. “Convenient? That’s rich coming from you. I wasn’t the one begging for more.”

I took another step forward, invading her personal space. “Don’t think for a second that you have any power over me. What happened was a mistake, yes, but not in the way you think. The mistake was letting my guard down around you.”

You’re delusional,” she spat, her breath quickening. “You think you’re so important that I would waste my time plotting against you? I have better things to do.”

“Is that so?” I sneered. “Then why do you look so rattled, Mill?

She shoved past me, her shoulder brushing mine with more force than necessary. She scoffed out loud “if you’ll excuse me, I have work to do, Mr. Ryan.”

With that she turned around and exited the room, my hands clenched into fists, my ego hurt, i was her boss but it seems now, she had lost all respect for me but despite how i so much wanted to hate her, my heart still skips just thinking of her.

I landed in my chair with a huff as I stared at my phone, someone was calling me. 

It was my dad “Dad?” I spoke into the phone as I sorted my desk, stopping abruptly at what he said, a sharp pain hitting my chest, my heart began to pound.

“Aiden” he paused “you're brother, You're brother is finally back”