Chapter Three - Caught Kissing My Boss

"Alice! What happened? Are you okay?" Becky asked, staring into my eyes.

"I'm fine. It's nothing. I… I'm alright." I stuttered, giving out a feigned smile.

"But you don't look fine. What is bothering you? You know you can tell me anything."

"Oh yeah, I do. But, I'm fine. Believe me."

"I don't think so. We've been working together for years. I know you too well. Stop lying to me, Alice!"

"Okay, fine. Can we talk about this later?"

"Lunchtime?"

"Alright then. Let's get back to work."

We left for our offices after that. The guilt of what just happened kept haunting me.

I didn't want Becky to get to know about my affair with my boss. I wish today would go as fast as it could.

Although I didn't want to see Becky, everything really pissed me off. I made so many mistakes at work, but surprisingly my boss didn't get as infuriated as I thought he would.

'Well, what else should I expect, when I made him feel really good today?'

I took a glance at the clock hung by the sparkling white wall. It was lunch time already.

'Oh no!'

Becky would be coming in any moment from now. How do I escape from answering that disparaging question? How do I explain that it wasn't my idea?

'Good God, come to my rescue!'

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

"Becky… Oh… Mr Bernard! Do you need any file?" I faltered, shocked to see Mr Bernard, instead of Becky.

My breathing doubled. I was too scared to look at him for a second time. He was damn hot! As hot as hell! I hope he didn't notice I was gawking at him.

"You like what you see?" He asked, with a hint of a smile.

'God, this man is a temptation. I've fallen for the first time, I shouldn't fall this time.'

"No… Yeah… But what do you want?"

I knew I made a very big mistake by asking this.

"You should know what I want already. I can't get you off my mind."

God, forgive me, but the thought of it gave me joy.

'Just a little moment of pleasure, and now, he can't get me off his head already? Amazing, isn't it?'

I thought there wasn't going to be any emotional attachment, though. I thought I was just fucked for fun and nothing else.

Before I could understand what was going on, I felt his lips on mine. It was mind-blowing! Our kisses deepened and we got too engrossed.

We didn't notice when Becky entered the office. I wonder how long she has been standing there.

"Alice!" She yelled out, with disdain in her eyes.

'What the hell?!'

I felt too embarrassed. I wished the ground would open and swallow me up. I can't be able to face Becky again! I didn't know what to do.

Well, thank God she caught me. I believe I wouldn't need to explain anything else.

"I think I need to leave now," Mr Bernard said and left for his office immediately.

I kept staring at him, as he gorgeously walked out my office, until he shut the door behind him, Becky's stinging eyes on me. If only looks could kill, I'm certain I should be dead by now.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing, messing around with Mr Bernard?! You think you can get away with it so easily?" She fired at me.

Despite the fact that what I did was wrong, I felt a tinge of jealousy in her words.

"Oh… I'm sorry… It was a mis.. mistake," I stammered my apology, indecisively.

"Oh really? You should be sorry for yourself. You should have known that messing around with your boss isn't why you were employed here."

"I didn't know how…"

"Oh stop it, Alice! You shouldn't make silly mistakes."

I stood there, like a rain-drenched chick, looking at the design of my shoes, all the time she talked. I dared not to look her in the face.

"Well, it's not too bad what I did, though," I whispered.

God, punish where that thought came from. I just rekindled the glowing fire.

"You still have the guts, huh? You're such a slut!" She spat.

"Oh, take it easy with me. I just kissed. Do you think you're better?" I fired back at her, with some strange confidence I never knew I possessed.

At the mention of her being not better, she kept mum. She knew, in fact, everyone knows, that it's the truth.

She formerly worked as a stripper in the most popular clubhouse in the city, before she became a receptionist at the billionaire's company. Needless to say, she was desperately satisfying countless men in return for their money.

The pay was nice, no doubt. She only had to quit because the pay she received as a billionaire's receptionist was nicer and perhaps she had more bills to pay.

I wanted to tell her how much Mr Bernard loves me, but she seemed not interested in whatever I had to say.

"Let's go for lunch," I broke the silence and made to leave the office.

"Okay then," she shrugged and followed me from behind, still hurt by the words I said.

I felt really guilty. I knew those words would hurt, but I had to say it. I couldn't watch her talk down on me in such a way, just because she caught me kissing my boss. I had to defend myself.

We didn't talk to each other until we got to the company's restaurant. We ordered sandwiches and drinks and ate quietly, every moment of silence reminded me of how wrong I was in everything.

I made up my mind to apologize to her, since I couldn't hold back the guilt anymore.

"Becky, I'm so sorry about everything," I said, softly.

"I didn't mean to get you annoyed. I was just…" I continued.

"It's all good. I don't hold anything against you anymore. Let's eat up our lunch and get back to work." She replied, with a smile.

I smiled back and we hugged each other. We finished eating and were about to leave the place.

As I made to go, a notification popped out from my phone. It was a message from my dad.

'Alice, Mum is terribly sick. You have to come see her and sort the bills. Our cafe is mortgaged. They couldn't be a little more patient with us!'