Chapter 2. Our One-Night Stand

“You always get to keep the beauties, Shawn.” Mr. Murphy turned to Shawn after Cheryl sat. She smiled but she was uncomfortable. She read about this man before this meeting. She always does this before meeting any clients and it has always given her an edge.

From her research, she got to find out that this man was the big bad wolf, like In the stories but she knew how to deal with him. Mr. Murphy was here for work, but his agenda changed immediately after he saw her.

“It’s truly not intentional,” Shawn said with a smile.

“Really?” Murphy asked with a raised brow. Shawn chuckled. He knew what this man was getting at. But he’ll continue playing dumb.

“You’re the biggest playboy in the country, so they say.” Mr. Murphy motioned to a waiter who entered a few minutes earlier to open a glass of wine.

“….but in fact, you’re just a boy. Who doesn’t know how the game works.” He completed while eyeing Shawn.

One mistake from this lad and he’ll terminate whatsoever connection they’ll have now or in the future. He agreed to have this meeting because of his relationship with Shawn’s late father but deep down, he was jealous of Shawn and his achievements at his age. He wasn’t as successful as him when he was younger.

“You overestimate me, Mr. Murphy. I am focused on AG Holding. I dare not indulge in frivolities.”

“Good words. Boy.” Mr. Murphy laughed and turned to look at Cheryl.

“But you managed to get a beauty to work as your secretary…” Murphy eyed Shawn cunningly.

“Are you sure about what you just said?”

Shawn turned to Cheryl, she was uncomfortable but wasn’t showing it, he noticed how calm she pretended to be.

She was one of a kind, he thought.

“Cheryl?” He asked with a feigned nonchalant look while Murphy nodded. “Ah… we’re strictly business. Besides, I have a no dating at work policy.”

Mr. Murphy chuckled. “Okay, I’ll believe you.” He said and drank a cup of wine from the one the waiter poured.

“Have a cup, my lady.” Mr. Murphy turned his attention to Cheryl now. Cheryl turned to look at Shawn. He was helpless. Any wrong action might spoil his chances.

“I’m no lady, Mr. Murphy,” Cheryl said politely.

“If I say you are, then you are.” Mr. Murphy insisted. “Now, drink.” He said in an almost commanding tone.

This man was dangerous but pretends to be friendly. She couldn’t say no. Although, she doesn’t drink she had to do this. For her boss. For the only man, she has always loved. She knew how hard Shawn had worked for this project and Mr. Murphy had the financial capability they lacked.

“Sure.” She nodded and picked up the glass, as she was about to drink, Shawn collected it and drank it in a gulp.

“That was good.” Shawn gave a nervous laugh as he looked from Cheryl to Mr. Murphy. None of them were smiling.

Cheryl had a shocked look while Mr. Murphy had a frown.

“She doesn’t drink,” Shawn said to Mr. Murphy although he wasn’t asked.

“You should let the lady speak for herself boy.” He said in spite and poured himself a drink.

“I’m so sorry. Mr. Murphy.” Cheryl chipped in. The atmosphere was getting tense. She needed to do something or….

“I’m disappointed, Miss.” Mr. Murphy said in spite.

Cheryl looked from Mr. Murphy to her boss. If this continued, they’d lose the deal. She had one choice. Drink!

“I’ll have one glass. Mr. Murphy. I toast to your good health.” Cheryl said wisely.

“Sure.” Murphy nodded while Shawn gave her a sideways glance. What was she trying to do?

She took a cup and was about to drink from it when Shawn collected it again and drank.

It was the last drop. Mr. Murphy hit the table in annoyance and he stared daggers at Shawn.

“What are you trying to do, boy? Fool me?”

“I wouldn’t dare.” Shawn was done playing the fool for this man. He wasn’t sure why he was trying to protect Cheryl from him but he just knew he had to.

“Suit yourself.” Mr. Murphy seethed and walked out of the room in anger. Shawn stopped Cheryl as she tried to run after him.

“Don’t move an inch.” He said almost in a whisper as he picked up a bottle of wine and took a huge gulp.

Cheryl turned to Shawn with a disbelieving look.

“Leave us.” He told the waiter.

“What was that about?!” Cheryl couldn’t believe she raised her voice at her boss.

“Forget it.” He said and drank again. He was angry. At whom? That should be Murphy. For what? He wasn’t sure.

“Come and have a drink with me, Cheryl.”

“Like seriously? You have the guts to drink now?”

“Seat, Cheryl”

Cheryl stared at him for a while. He was looking at her. His face was getting sullen. Her boss was getting drunk?!

She grudgingly walked up to him. “ I need an explanation boss. What was that for?”

She asked with folded arms.

Shawn took another gulp and stood up, he was facing her now.

“You wanna know?” he asked softly.

The smell of alcohol was oozing out his mouth. That wasn’t Cheryl’s concern.

“Shouldn’t I be asking?”

“He was trying to mess with you, Cheryl.” He said he rubbed Cheryl's cheek and smiled lovingly.

Don’t get fooled, Cheryl. He’s drunk. Her mind screamed.

“I was in control. You shouldn’t have…..”

“No, you were now.” Shawn chipped in. He used the tip of his second finger to lift her chin.

“You’re beautiful, Cheryl. How didn’t I notice all this time.” He said as his lips crushed on hers. His was teasing hers at first but it got deeper as Cheryl reciprocated.

Her mind screamed for her to stop but she couldn’t.

He was finally hers. But this wasn’t the right way. He isn’t in his right senses. She needed him to look at her and truthfully tell her he was in love with her but all this was purely out of lust.

He drew her closer to himself and his hands found their way to Breast. They were sumptuous, the best he has ever touched.

“Oh, Cheryl.” He moaned as Cheryl held his head. His mouth found itself on her ears. Cheryl moans at the sensual gestures.

She didn’t want to think about the aftermath. All that mattered was that Shawn was here, in her arms.

Shawn's mouth left her body as he held her face and stared down at her.

“Stop me. Cheryl.” He begged while Cherly stared at him helplessly. That, she couldn’t do.

She was helpless too. She shook her head.

Shawn let go of her and turned, he brushed his hands through his head.

Cheryl watched him, a bit disappointed but thankful that he stopped. She didn’t want her first time to be like this.