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Now that I'm just a few meters away from this man, I'm dazzled by how attractive and tall he is. I definitely fall short in describing the elegant suit he's wearing and those bright blue eyes that are watching me attentively.

God, I need a moment to allow my breathing to return to normal because this man is stealing all my breath away.

"Thank you," he mutters in a husky voice. "You didn't have to bother, but now that you did, I want to thank you."

I give him my trembling hand, we greet each other, and when our fingers touch, I feel a strange and exciting shiver that runs through my whole body.

This man has to be mine! Ha, only in my dreams.

I have to remember that he's the owner of a huge shopping center and would never want to be with a woman who earns the basics.

"Pleased to meet you, Mr. Green," I blush, and all I want is to throw myself at his lips. I want to know what he's capable of, I'm eager to feel him.

"Alexa... you have to come in now!" I startle at the sound of my friend's voice.

"Have a nice day, Mr. Green," I quickly hand him his bags and then sneak away from his big, voluptuous body.

I leave behind the man of my dreams and head toward my friend. I thank God for allowing me to be with the man of my fantasies for a few seconds, even if it means I'm on thin ice.

As I cross that glass door, I feel a bit of bad vibes and a lot of tension. Oh my God! Today will shake and someone will be mourning. My direct boss is standing in front of me with his arms crossed and a look of... I'll kill you. I'm frozen, and I can't find anything to justify my late arrival.

Late? Unintentionally, I look at my wristwatch, and I'm only three minutes late, those minutes I spent with the owner of all this. Pufff... The only thing that's certain is that this old lady will reprimand me and send me to rest.

My boss's name is Secilia Gill, for some employees she's a lovely person, but when she's in a bad mood, she takes it out on me, and the worst part is that I'm a few minutes late. But... that bad mood can be cured with a good wound, although it seems that the man is not treating her well.

"You know perfectly well that new merchandise is opening today!" she scolds, piercing me with those snake eyes. "What are you looking at? There are many customers waiting for you," she shouts, for a few seconds I close my eyes as I hear her paranoia. "Everyone has to be working, the owner of the company will be supervising every store! Every store!"

I lose myself in my boss's gaze because she's already in a bad mood. I admit that she's angry because the owner will be coming here and that's stressful, as everything has to be impeccable. It doesn't help much with the new merchandise that needs to be ordered and put into inventory, but that doesn't give her the right to have shouted at me in front of the other employees.

I walk steadily and with a buzz in my ears from the fury that runs through my veins. Within a few steps, I arrive at my post for the "warehouse day", but before that, I go to the lockers inside the warehouse. I leave my helmet, and my bag, and take off my sweater to put on my red apron with the "sexy-Apple" logo. My subconscious signals me to smile because it's work hours, and even if I don't want to, and I'm angry, I have to smile because it's not the customers' fault that I'm stupid. Who asked me to be a good Samaritan and help the sexy Green?

"You're a complete idiot. I told you not to be late just because it's Monday!" Alexis's hand is on my arm. "Stop looking for men who only pity you."

Pity? This man is completely crazy. There's nothing wrong with it being Monday, and there's nothing wrong with me being stopped by the man of anyone's dreams.

"He was the boss, and I had the opportunity to say hi," I pull my arm away abruptly. "It was an opportunity I couldn't miss."

Alexis opens his eyes wide and tells me to tell him later during lunch or after work because we have a lot of work to do right now. We can't be caught chatting and gossiping about the owner of this big mall.

As I close the locker, I feel one of my phones vibrating in my jeans' pockets. I have two! Suddenly, I freeze and alert myself that the person calling me might be... "Him" - my client or my aunt, I don't know.

I let the phone stopped vibrating and miss the call, although I don't know if that will hurt me.

Alexis hears the insistent vibrating of my phone and tells me to go to one of the bathrooms at the back of the warehouse.

"I'll give you five minutes, and if you take longer, remember that the boss will fire you," he warns, and I nod because five minutes will be enough time to talk to the client.

I run to the restroom, passing by the immense boxes of merchandise inside the warehouse.

"Hello," I soften my voice and let my sensual side shine through because the phone that was ringing is from the "Hidden Pleasures" app.

"I don't like being kept waiting, and I especially don't like calling you again. I warned you that I'm not just any client." His fury filled with hysteria is noticeable. I close my eyes and take a deep breath. Even though I can't hear his true voice, it's clear to me that this man is capable of destroying everything I have.

The man is too arrogant, and I understand why he has money and pays for the service, but I feel that the way he speaks is too haughty.

Take a deep breath... Take it easy... Remember, the VIP man pays well and leaves a few gifts behind.

"Daddy... Don't get jealous, I wasn't with anyone else, just thinking of you," I purred, arriving in the bathroom. I made sure to lock the door and step away so no one could hear me. Thank God, there's no one inside...

"Casually, I'm getting out of the bathtub and stopped to cover my body with a towel, and if you want, my love, I can imagine you're coming through that door."

"Impress me," he says, and that's my free pass.

"Love, we can change one detail, imagine I turn the doorknob and open it cautiously, and on the spot, without realizing it, you take my hand and push me into the bathroom."

Before he proceeds, he makes sure to lock the door, and I'm left bewildered by the great man before my eyes.

Hmmm... He gets closer to me, and with one hand, he takes my arm, and with the other, he covers my mouth after whispering to me to stay silent because we might get caught. My eyes stare at him, astonished and not understanding where this man has come from, although deep down, my inner self screams and tells me to react to the desire he's provoking in me.

I try to struggle, but my attempt is futile because that absurd idea of freeing myself from the man before me caused my towel to fall off. My cheeks turn red.

"Oh, yes, I can appreciate your delicate skin, just as much as your beautiful voice," and the man enters the game, and now I'll address him directly as if the man in my imagination is him.

"Taking advantage of the moment, you approach me more and more, our breaths quicken, and before time becomes our enemy, your lips take hold of mine, yes, we get lost."

Ahhh... My mind tortures me by repeating over and over that this kiss is passionate and fiery.

"Mmm..."

"Before I know it, you hold both of my wrists, raising them above my head." I close my eyes and let my imagination flow, feeling my body reacting to this fantasy... "Holy mother! I'm lost."

What a man! I close my eyes and let myself go, feeling miles of sensations taking over every part of my body, oh... My God!

"You're a bad girl," hearing him say that makes my skin tingle, even though it's not his real voice.

"I'm lost in the pools of pleasure, oh yes, your tongue plays with my soft skin. For God's sake! Why are you perfect? You're a complete stranger, although my body says otherwise."

I shiver all over, feeling an electric shock run through my entire body...

I bite my lower lip when I hear that my scene is being shared, he's joined the game.

"Our eyes connect, and I can see your dark gaze accompanied by a lot of lust," as I finish the last word, my world stops when I hear persistent knocking on the door.

Oh, God!! What do I do now? What do I do? I can't hang up the call, and I can't stay here any longer!

I am very sorry for what I am about to do, but I have no other choice. I am hanging up the call because my friend's voice is insistent, and I cannot concentrate, let alone the person on the other end of the call. They cannot find out about my personal life; I cannot allow the client to hear that my friend is desperate because I am not doing my job as I should be.

I hide the mobile phone inside my bra, although it is said to be bad for radiation reasons or that there may be an accident where the phone explodes... Hmm, things happen, and in the meantime, I will ignore them because my friend cannot know what I was talking about on the phone. God! He is capable of killing me since I am already in trouble because the boss has me in her sights, and it is obvious that she is looking for a way to fire me, but one afternoon is not enough, however, two bad behaviors are enough to get me fired.

I press the button on the toilet to disguise what I was doing "number two," although I doubt that anyone will believe it because the only thing emanating here is the fear of being discovered.