Chapter Six

Dominic's POV

After that night with Isabelle, I couldn't stop thinking about her, my mind was so restless, even with the fact that she was a virgin she was damn good. After that night it felt like I was drawn to her.

I need to know her more, I want to know her, I want her to myself. 

While I was at the office, going through some important files, some drastic errors on the file. 

A frown was suddenly evident on my face. 

"How can they be so irresponsible and so careless!" I yelled out, even if I was the only one in my office. 

I called the department that was in charge of this particular file and she came in immediately. 

"Explain to me why all these errors?" I flung the file to her and I noticed how her eyes popped out and they were shaken. 

"This…this mistake was from one of the employees under me." Her voice was shaking as she spoke. It looked like she was trying to put words together as she spoke. 

"I will bring that employee right now." She said and quickly left even without my permission. 

I was still pissed, and I was one hundred and one percent sure that she was at fault, judging from the way she acted. 

After a few minutes I heard a knock on my door and she walked in with the woman I had been crazy about after that night. 

I was so shocked, I never knew she was working in my company. 

I was so surprised but I didn't let it show. 

"What is your name?" I asked her and she said, Isabelle. A tiny unnoticed smile crossed my lips as I heard her voice and her name was as beautiful as she was. 

My eyes darted round her body, but I didn't make it look so obvious. 

Looking at her hips made me imagine her standing in front of me, staring at her naked thighs. 

Fuckkk

Why do I feel this way for this lady I barely even know? 

I lightly shook my head from the thoughts in my mind. 

She looked lost like she didn't even know the reason why she was brought to my office. And this clearly showed that her superior was the one at fault.

I didn't even hesitate to fire her and put Isabelle in her position, I want Isabelle close to me. I've been crazy about her after that night, and now I have the opportunity to hold it tight. 

I congratulated Isabelle on her new role and told her we both would be working closely now and I saw a bright smile on her glittering face, which made my heart flutter. 

After some passing days, we had a brief meeting and that was Isabelle's first meeting with me and the other superiors. 

Two hours later the meeting was over and the ideas Isabelle spoke about were top-notch. And it made me admire her more. An intelligent, beautiful woman. 

"Good job, Isabelle," I commented and she smiled and said,

"Thank you, sir." Her voice was audible and firm, she still maintained that beautiful smile and my eyes couldn't leave her sweet attractive lips. 

Looking at her alone made me remember the night we had together and remembering that night gets me horny. 

"Call me, Dominic." And I noticed how her eyes went up slightly, she looked quite surprised. 

I stood up and went behind her as I noticed her hair was not properly arranged, the pin she used to hook her hair was about to fall off. And also the hall was quite empty now. 

I pushed the pin in gently and she looked at my face as my face was a bit close to hers. 

"And thanks for that night, I would love for round two," I whispered and she furrowed and stood up and suddenly her phone rang. She picked up the file and quickly answered the call, placing it to her ear, and walked away. 

I watched her walk away till I couldn't see her anymore. 

What has she done to me? I couldn't hold myself any longer, I badly wanted her. 

I do not know if it's wrong but I always kept her late, I didn't want her to leave early, every night I bef the day to dawn quickly so I can see her, her sweet scent alone, turns me on every fucking time. 

There was this particular sweet scent I perceived while we had sex and she always smells the same way when she is close to me. 

Damn! I love it. 

Tonight I had to make her work late. I noticed she was tired and looked stressed out after work so I begged her to buy her a meal and luckily she accepted. 

I watched her dig into her food, she was hungry.

I looked at her soft palm on the table, looking at her hand wasn't enough. I caressed it a little and she suddenly looked at me and took her hand off the table. 

"Why do you keep fighting with me, Isabelle?" My voice was quite down, I wanted to know why. 

But she still didn't say a word, rather staring at me like she was lost. 

I told her how beautiful she was and tried to remind her that the night we had together was a waste.

And she looked even more confused as I said that. 

Her phone beeped and she picked up the phone, looking through the message.

"I have to go, sir, thanks for the food." She looked at my face and spoke and picked up her bag. 

Walking away quickly to her car and I grabbed her hand gently as she turned. 

“Why are you fighting me? Isabelle, when we could be getting warm in a downtown hotel? I could make the best things happen to you, even better than that night and it could be a secret.” Thinking that would make her feel better she forcefully dragged her hand from mine and a sudden frown was evident on her face. 

"Excuse me, sir, is this how you treat your female staff?" She suddenly asked me and I was lost at that question. 

Is she trying to call me a pervert? 

"I'm sure you understand when I say I am not a single woman, I am happily married." She showed me her ring which I blindly didn't see all this while. 

I was so shocked and still confused. 

"Thank you for the dinner, I appreciate and please stop all this, you are probably mistaking me for someone else and I could never have been with you because I'm a faithful wife. Good night sir." She did all this to me which kept me mute for a while and she walked into her car and drove off. 

I stood there and watched her car drive away, still in a shock state. 

But how is that possible, is she not the girl I had sex with that night?

She is the one, how come is she married now? 

I have made a terrible mistake, I have not done this before, she is literally the first woman and now she takes me as a pervert? 

How unimaginable is this? 

I went back home but still felt so uncomfortable with everything that played out today. 

And the worst part of it all is she is married, thinking about that made me feel so horrible. How come? 

I was so restless, I couldn't take it anymore, so I changed up my clothes and got into my car. 

Driving to nowhere, I tried calling her but it was not going through, I tried a couple of times but it still wasn't connecting. 

I parked my car at a place, I couldn't even think straight and had no clue of why I was so restless.

I need to see her. 

When I see her and apologize I will feel better, I guess. 

I sat there for a few minutes, there was no clue to get to her and I still didn't get any better. 

I stopped by at a bar, maybe if I could get a couple of drinks I might get better. 

Getting in, I saw a lady who wore the same thing as Isabelle.

Is that Isabelle?

I picked up my phone and called her and I watched her pick up the call. 

She sounded so broken over the phone, she made mention of a man named Raphael. 

I quickly walked to where she sat. "Raphael?" Hearing that name made me furious and she looked up to me. 

She looked surprised to see me and I sat close to her. 

"I have a question," I said to her and she looked at me and looked back at her drink. 

"Do you not remember? Or is this also a game?" I asked her, waiting for her reply but she didn't respond. 

"We fucked Isabelle, we have what is called," I moved close to her and whispered into her ears. "One-night stand," I said softly. And I saw how her eyes went up. 

She quickly moved away and forcefully drank down the remaining drink left in her glass. 

And I smirked a little. 

"I guess you remember now," I said to her and she looked at me and shook her head both ways. 

"How? Why didn't I notice?" She murmured but I could hear her and I got quite confused about what she said.