I hate to love you, Mr CEO - 2

Angelica

My world seems to be crashing that I am in front of this asshole dealing terms. I hate to see his face. I loathe his guts of challenging me. He is a devil under the pretext of an archangel. A teasing smile on his perfectly carved features "so are you ready to sign the deal Angel?"

I grunt my teeth and scream looking at him in disdain "don't call me that". I point to him with my fierce persona. He doesn't seem to be phased a least bit as he shakes his head running a hand on his thoroughly gelled hair. Getting up from his comfortable leather seat he circles the table and stands a few inches away from me. I could smell his completely masculine musk and lemon cologne which was awakening the amative thoughts, I thought never existed in my personality. Putting a check on every nerve within me I counter him with my red blazing eyes "What do you want?"

He gives me his signature smirk which eventually converts into a deride. "You already know what for are you here Angel." My anger keeps increasing with every passing second at his way of addressing me.

I stand in front of him with scornful eyes. "I am not going to work for you, Augustus Martin. So stop dreaming that I will fall at your feet for mercy. I am ready to work as a stripper at a night club if that is the last chance I get to repay you off the debt of my father but I will never work for you." I declare with my head held high.

He moves forward and looks at me with dreamy eyes. Tucking a strand behind my ear he gazes at me with a look I couldn't fathom and whispers "Fiesty. If only you knew my Angel..." I step aback avoiding his touch with my bitter eyes aiming his. Poking his chest with my forefinger I face him bluntly and mark "you will be the last person on the globe that I would approach if the earth ever falls empty of humans."

His mocking smile was back on his lips. "Let us see if you could succeed in escaping me Angel." He looks down to me standing erect with his hands inside his pant pockets. The nerve of this Adonis. Wait Angelica, control your emotions. You are again falling for the devil. My sanity tries to teach me. "Try all you want, I will make sure nobody employs you except me." He speaks to me emanating his dominating yet electrifying demeanor.

Why do l always fall for his charms? I shriek inwardly with my hands in fists and stomp away from his irksome but tantalizing presence not before gazing at him for one last time.

Looking back was a blunder I made. I did not miss the dejection in his optics which

instantly arose a pang to my chest. Ignoring my grieving heart I face him straight and firm.