Bonding

Mayeli stared at her reflection for probably the tenth time this morning. She was having her first official meeting with Killian as his company's legal representative.

As much as she tried avoiding him, she couldn't. He just always had a way of getting under her skin.  

She was starting to miss him though. She hadn't seen for almost two weeks now, and strangely, it bothered her.

She checked her reflection out again, wondering if she had overdressed. She was wearing a long, corporate, long-sleeved, body hug gown that stopped well past her knees. The front part, along with one of the sleeves was white, while the other was black. On her feet was a pair of white Jimmy Choo heels, while her hands held a matching white purse. She let her long, blonde hair fall in wavy curls down her waist, and applied light makeup. She looked perfect.

She did a little crazy dance, satisfied with her look before going to the kitchen to get breakfast ready.

She finished breakfast, dropped Bryelle off at school, and headed for the office. She was extra early today.

When she reached the office, she worked on a few cases, constantly glancing at her Rolex. She couldn't wait to meet him, and it scared her.

She was in a lovely relationship with Nixen. They had spent the past two weeks almost always in each other's arms. Yet here she was missing Killian. What was wrong with her?

“Did you pack everything?” She asked Kreed, an hour later, standing up to leave the office.

“Yes, May. I packed everything. It's just like every other meeting, calm down”, Kreed said.

He was wearing a well-tailored black suit with a white shirt inside. He had left his curly dark-brown hair in a sexy rough mess. Gosh, do all the men around her have to be so handsome? 

“I'm calm. How do I look?” She was probably asking him for the third time. 

“You're looking incredible for the fifth time”, Kreed’s eyes were filled with admiration.

“Oh”, she mumbled. She hadn't realiLirealisedmber had risen to five.

She chuckled, adjusting her gown, and walking out of the office. The short slit on both sides of her dress made her catwalk easier. 

Kreed ran after her with her bag. He was telling her about a case she had asked him to handle, but she was barely listening. Her mind was on Killian.

They ran into Nixen in the elevator. As always, he looked ravishing. He was wearing a well-tailored, grey, Brioni suit with a white shirt inside. His black hair was in a nice pompadour.

He smiled at her, his sexy hazel eyes raking her body. They had agreed to keep the whole affection thing outside the office.

Kreed looked from Mayeli to Nixen, scratching his head.

“Good morning, Nixen”, Kreed Greeted. I could hear the coldness in his voice. The two men did not love each other.

“Morning”, Nixen replied, barely glancing his way.

They all stood awkwardly in the elevator, silent.

“You're leaving already?” Nixen asked the obvious. They had reached the ground floor.

“Yes Nixen”. She put on her best, cute, innocent girl smile.

“I can drop you off”.

“Thanks, I brought my car”.

“It doesn't matter”.

Mayeli gave him a reassuring smile. The last thing she wanted was for Killian to see him drop her off.

“I don't want to drag you away from work”.

“It's fine then, drive safely”.

She saw the care and admiration in his eyes vividly, not like he had ever tried to hide it anyway.

She thought it was all over when the elevator door opened, but Nixen held her back. Before she could understand what was happening, he crossed the distance between them and placed a soft kiss on her lips.

Kreed glared at him, balling his hands into a fist.

Mayeli stared at Nixen, surprised. What happened to wait until outside the office walls?

“Good luck, my love”, Nixen said, walking out of the elevator.

Kreed remained silent until they reached her car. He didn't know about Nixen and her yet, so Nixen's action must have surprised him.

“Bye”, he mumbled, stretching her bag towards her. She could see he was avoiding her eyes.

She collected her bag, started her car, and zoomed off. He was her assistant, not her elder brother. She tried to convince herself that she did nothing wrong.

A few minutes later, she was in front of Killian's office door, knocking. The amount of admiring glance she got when she walked through the entrance door gave her a bit of confidence. But now she was in front of his door, she had no idea where it had flown to.

“Come in”, Killian's velvet, calm voice called from inside the office.

He barely glanced at her when she walked in, and for an unknown reason, it hurt.

He was going through some papers in his hands, his perfect brows knotted in concentration. He always managed to look stunning.

“Good morning”, she mumbled, nervous. His office was much larger and nicer than she had anticipated. It could comfortably take four large office tables.

“Take a seat”. How rude, he couldn't even acknowledge her greeting.

His face was calm and tender, but she could feel the coldness sipping from him. If there was anyone meant to be angry right now, it was her. He had abandoned her in tMayr hotel room just a fortnight ago, or had he forgotten?

“I see you're quite busy, I can…”, she started to say, but he rudely cut her off.

“I'm done, let's see what you have”.

He stood up and walked to the glass walls of his lovely office, his eyes everywhere around the room except for her. Was he avoiding her or something? She was starting to feel nervous.

“Go on?” He prompted impatiently.

He was dressed casually, not something you'd expect from a CEO on a Monday, but he looked hot! Killian was probably the most stunning, young billionaire alive.

He was wearing a branded, black LV shirt and pants, with matching black, Nike sneakers. An expensive-looking, long black coat lay on the back of the chair he had been sitting on, completing the lovely all-black look. Plus his curly, black hair fell slightly across his face, blending in perfectly with his outfit. 

How could he always manage to look gorgeous even without trying?

Mayeli took in a deep breath, trying to focus, but she couldn't. His scent filled the space between them, knocking out her senses.

“You're with Nixen, girl, what the fuck?” She mentally chastised herself.

Taking in another deep breath, she started running him through the documents she had brought with her, occasionally getting “hmms” and “goods” from him. 

She was on the last slide of the document, when she felt his breath fan her neck, sending shivers down her spine. An involuntary blush crept to her probably already red cheeks.

She turned back to see him stooped over her shoulders, peering intently at her laptop screen. She hadn't noticed him move from where he had been standing.

“Sorry”, he mumbled, backing away, when he saw the shock on her face. Her subconscious mourned the loss of contact, and his tantalizing scent enveloped her more fiercely.

His sexy ocean-blue eyes held a look of amusement, while his face was masked in a perplexed expression like he didn't understand why she had reacted the way she had. He had not even touched her!

“What's wrong with me!” She mumbled to herself.