Chris The Hard Guy – Chapter XIV ( 14 )

I walk into my office on Tuesday morning and gasp at the surprise awaiting me. Chris is seated on my chair with no expression on his face. He is not smiling and it means only one thing. He is mad at something. Something that I cannot fathom. His jaw hardens and he is sort of glaring at me. That’s not my problem. My problem is what he is doing in my office. This early for that matter.

 

“What are you doing here Chris?”
“I’m here to see you. I have a question and it needs an answer.” The guts he has.
“What’s that supposed to mean?”
“You were at Greg’s holdings yesterday. You and Ellen, what the f##k were you doing there?” How did he know I was there? So he has been following me? I feel like punching him or something worse.

“What the h#ll! Are you following me Chris?”
“I’m too busy to follow you around Amelia. Just answer the question.” What were you doing at Mr. Greg’s office?” I remember he had threatened to have me followed.
“So you had someone follow me? You are unbelievable.”
“ Amelia! Just answer the damn question. I want an explanation on what you were doing there. A clear one for that matter.” He barks. He is so pissed off.
“I’m not telling you anything. I don’t owe you any explanations. If you excuse me I have to work.”

“How about this? You tell me what you were doing there or I will have Kev question Ellen and she will tell him everything. You know how he gets with her. I will find out what your mission there was the hard way and you won’t like it Amelia?” He stands up and glares at me, his eyes burning with anger. He is threatening me and I’m losing my patience with him already.

I watch him walk towards me his eyes filled with menace and I step back to get away from him. Those beautiful eyes have changed to dangerous ones and I’m scared he will hurt me. He stands a few inches away from me and his eyes scan my face for answers.

“Answer me Amelia.”
“I said I’m not saying anything Chris.” My voice is in a whisper. I don’t know whether it’s out of fear or the effect his proximity has on me.
“I don’t know what you and Ellen are up to but tell Greg this, if he comes near you again I will cut off his balls.” His tone his commanding and possessive. I find myself glaring at him.

Who does he think he is to control me? He is nobody to tell me who I should meet with. He is just some control freak. I drill my fingers in his chest and look at him angrily.

“Look here Chris, you don’t own me so you have no right to dictate who I see and what I do. Whatever I do is none of you damn business. Just get that through you skull and stop following me. I’m someone who values my space and you are eating into it by having someone follow me. It’s my life and I will do what I damn please with it.” I snap at him and wait for a slap or something of that sort.

He clenches his teeth and his jaw hardens. He pins me against the wall in one swift move and I watch as his eyes change from anger to intensity. His eyes bore into mine and I can feel butterflies swirling in my stomach. I catch a faint scent of his cologne and I’m sure my head is in havoc already. I was so mad at him few seconds ago but now his closeness gives me a feeling I can’t fathom.

It’s so hard to think straight when he is this close. He shifts his eyes to my lips and they linger there for long. I squirm at the thought of what he is about to do. My heart is burning in anticipation. Get hold of yourself Amelia. He is dating the b##ch who called you ugly.

I want to push him away but I can’t. I feel like running my fingers on his jaw as a way of saying sorry for my rudeness. I fist my hands to prevent me from touching him. He traces his finger on my lip and I gasp. He does this to me with just a simple touch. He shifts his eyes to mine and I feel butterflies hovering in my stomach because of the intensity in his eyes.

“You will do as I say Amelia!” it is a command that is said so softly. I don’t have the energy to fight back anymore. He has me where I can’t fight. I feel his warm breathe fanning my face and the electric current flows through my body to my toes. He edges his head so close to me and I watch as he wets his lips with his tongue. Ooh, how I long for those lips. I want them to tap mine so badly. He k*sses me lightly on the lips and I swear I’m losing it. He stops and looks up at me.

“These lips are mine. No one is ever going to kiss you apart from me.” He says rubbing them with his index finger.
I’m just like a statue. I don’t move or saying anything to him. He runs his hands down my body and settles them on my h*ps.

“And these h*ps, they are mine too. Anyone tries to touch you and they will be a piece of sh*t by the time I’m done with them.”
I want to shout at him to stop talking and k*ss me already but I end up biting my lip. He rubs his lips on mine automatically separating them.

“Don’t bite your lips Amelia. You have no idea what that does to me. I won’t be answerable for my actions if you do that again.”
“Why are you doing this Chris?” My voice is in a whisper.
“Because I can Amelia. Just listen to what I say. I don’t want to see you near Greg again.”
“But I’m doing nothing wrong. Why are you so controlling?” My voice is still in a whisper.
“ Because I want to. I don’t share what is mine. No one touches what is mine Amelia. Nobody.”

He tucks a stray strand of hair behind my ear and I shiver involuntarily. He traces his finger on my face down to the hollow of my throat and I close my eyes in anticipation of what he is about to do. My heart knocks heavily against my chest. He snakes his arm around me and pulls me against him. He then secures the back of my neck with the other hand.

I’m mesmerized by all this. His lips find mine and he k*sses me angrily. His k*ss is hard and his tongue coaxes mine. It is demanding, insatiable. Something that I can’t explain. I entangle my arms around my neck and k*ss him back. He stops and steps back to look at me.

“I will see you around Amelia.”
He turns and leaves my office. Just that! A kiss without mentioning that he loves me? What did I expect? For him to tell me how much he loves me? For him to serenade me and ask me to be his girlfriend? Who am I kidding? He already has one. I quickly sit incase I find myself falling.

He is so unpredictable. I should have told him off but all I did was kiss him back. I can’t believe I’m doing this. Why is it so hard to resist him? Why is he so irresistible? I touch my lips and smile at the memory of his k*ss. He is driving me crazy. Crazier than I thought. I’m sure it’s not a simple crush. The more he becomes controlling the more I’m falling for him. It’s so weird.

I’m snapped out of my reverie by someone banging my table. I look up at the intruder and smile. My day couldn’t get any better.

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