CHAPTER TEN

Travis POV

I had just walked into my company when I saw her.

The girl. The same one, who was in my suite last night.

The escort.

She was standing there, staring at me.

My mind went blank.

She was wearing a sexy, short black skirt and a white shirt that exposed her cleavage.

I couldn’t stop myself from staring. Her legs were long and smooth. Her ass was so firm and perky. She looked beautiful. Very beautiful.

But what was she doing here? Why was she in the company.

Even though I had a million questions running through my mind, the only thing I could say was, "You."

"What are you doing here?" I asked her.

Everyone was staring at me. And at her.

It was an unusual thing. I had never behaved like this before.

I was usually calm, cool and composed.

But, the sight of her, had caught me off guard. And not just that, there was something else.

The memory of our kiss flashed through my mind.

Her lips. They had been so sweet. So soft.

I wanted more. I couldn't get enough.

And the challenge we did. Damn, it was hot! And I might not admit it but I think, she won.

She was a temptress. She had seduced me.

I know I did my best to cover it up. To hide my feelings, my emotions but, truthfully, I had loved every second of it.

And, it was a feeling that I had never experienced before.

I didn't know what it was but, the thought of her, sent a warm fuzzy feeling throughout my body.

I couldn’t control myself. I was confused and irritated. Why was she having such an effect on me?

I was a man who was never affected by women. Yet, she, an escort, had done the impossible.

She had broken my composure. This woman was the devil. She had done something, that no woman had ever done before.

And that, made her dangerous.

"Answer me. What are you doing here?"

Her face turned red.

She was clearly embarrassed.

I wanted to take back my words. I didn’t want her to feel uncomfortable. But I had to.

I always have to prove to everyone that I was in charge. That I was the boss.

So, I had to show her that she was an intruder and that she wasn’t welcomed.

"Well, speak. Or are you just going to stand there." I growled.

The next few seconds passed like a lifetime.

Everyone was quiet and tense. There were no sounds. Nothing.

Then, Naomi, one of the researchers spoke.

“G-Good day…Mr Travis. This is my best friend, Ayanna and …uhhh… she’s looking for a job, here.” Naomi stuttered.

I stared at the both of them.

Ayanna… so that was her name. It was a nice name. And it suited her. I liked it. It was very moanable.

"Ayanna.” I called her name and walked over to her.

She didn't move. She was frozen.

"Ayanna." I whispered and cupped her cheek.

My voice was low and husky.

Ayanna jumped and looked at me.

"Mr Sinclair" She stuttered and blinked rapidly.

"So, your name is Ayanna." I smiled.

She nodded and took a deep breath.

“Y..Yes. Mr Sinclair.” She stammered.

I smirked. A huge grin formed on my face.

I loved it. I loved it when she called me Mr Sinclair. And I loved seeing her shiver and squirm under my touch.

She was afraid. She was scared.

That was good. That meant, she was weak. And, the weaker, the better.

If she was afraid, then it would be easier to break her.

The only thing was, she didn't know, she was already broken. Her resistance was gone. She was already mine. I could sense it through the way she shivered when I touched her and how her pupils dilated when she saw me.

My body responded. I wanted her.

Badly. My cock twitched in my pants.

I was aroused. I wanted to rip her clothes off and make her moan and scream.

But I couldn’t.

Not here. Not now. Not in front of all my employees. Definitely not.

I was a man of principle. A man of power. If there was one thing I would never do It was, embarrass myself.

So, I did what any man would do. I acted like a dick.

"What's a woman like you doing, looking for a job. Aren't escorts well paid? Don't you earn enough money to support yourself? Why would you come here and bother people." I said and dropped my hand from her face.

Everyone gasped. I could hear the murmurs among the crowd.

“She’s an escort.” I heard one worker said.

"Escort?" Another asked

"Wow." Another exclaimed.

"Mr Sinclair is an asshole. What's his problem." A lady whispered.

"Why is he treating her like that? Poor woman”

The murmurs filled the lobby.

I didn't care. I didn't care what they thought. As long as the world knew, I was the boss, then that was fine.

It was good. It was good, that they thought, I was an asshole. It made me look stronger.

I turned to look at Ayanna. She was stunned.

I knew she wasn't expecting that. I had hurt her. But it was necessary.

I smiled. I was expecting her to cry. To run out of the company.

But she didn't.

Instead, her cheeks grew red and her fists clenched. She was pissed.

"You asshole." She hissed.

The entire floor went silent. No one uttered a word. No one even moved.

This was a first.

A woman had never spoken back to me before in the company.

“I know you must feel bad that you couldn’t seduce me last night. You lost and you couldn't accept it. A man like you can never get a woman like me.” She said sternly.

Then she leaned close to me and whispered.

"Don't worry. You were never good enough for a woman like me. A man like you can never satisfy me. You are a disappointment." She said and started walking away.

Everyone was shocked. My eyes widened.

What did she say? She said, I wasn’t good enough for her. And that I was a disappointment. How dare she?

She was the disappointment. Not me.

I was the best. The greatest. There was no one, who was better than me.

She had no right to say that.

My jaw tightened.

There was no way, I was going to let her leave after saying something like that I’m front of everyone.

No way!

If she left, everyone would start talking. They would say all sort of things. That I was weak. That I was pathetic. That couldn’t please a woman. No one was allowed to insult me.

I was Travis Sinclair. The Travis Sinclair and I was going to let her know that.

The city’s biggest playboy. I had women dying for me and this woman just said I couldn’t satisfy her.

People would laugh at me. There was no way, I would allow that. And, there was no way, I was going to allow, that woman, Ayanna, to leave the building.

So, I ran after her and grabbed her wrist.

"Ayanna." I hissed and grabbed her arm.

"What do you think you are doing?" I asked.

Ayanna spun around and glared at me.

"I am going. I don't want a job. I don’t want to work for an asshole like you. I don’t want to work for a weak, pathetic and arrogant man like you. There is no way, I would want to stay here, in this awful company. You are nothing but a jerk." She shouted and pulled her arm.

"You’re not leaving." I said.

"Don't tell me what to do." She hissed.

"Stop being such a baby and let go of my arm. I'm leaving." She yelled.

But I didn’t listen.

I began to drag her from the lobby to the elevator. I was taking her to my office.

Ayanna had challenged me again.

Satisfy, she said.

Oh, I would satisfy her. She doesn’t know what kind of punishment, she was about to get. I was going to teach her a lesson.

She was going to regret saying those words.

By the time I’m done with her, she will be begging for mercy.