The love of a Mr. CEO

“You know it’s very unprofessional to walk into a meeting room without your boss” he taunts me with a smirk.

“You know it’s highly unprofessional to flirt with a receptionist while on a business trip” I spit back with a hint of jealousy.

“Honey I can do whatever I want, I’m Ivan Stone” he replies caressing my cheek before adding “Not like you should care what I do with whom”

“I don’t care, I just don’t want to be known as the assistant who’s boss can’t keep it in his pants” I sass, slapping his hand away from my cheek before composing myself and entering the meeting room. I halt yet again to a room filled with men and maybe a few women. Blushing, I look down and follow behind Mr. Stone as he introduces himself to a man.

“It’s a pleasure to finally be meeting you Mr. Miller, I’m Ivan Stone, owner of Stone Industry” he booms with a voice filled of authority. Seeing him in business mode was a slight turn on not gonna lie. I’m snapped out of my inappropriate thoughts by an unknown voice.

“The pleasure is all mine Mr. Stone, who is this beautiful lady behind you, if you don’t mind me asking.” He responds everyone’s attention snapping to me. Tilting my head up with confidence I introduce myself.

“Amelia Winters, assistant of Mr. Stone, I’ve heard many things about your company” I shake his hand with a firm grip.

“Good things I hope” he says with a laugh causing the rest of the room to laugh along. “Now shall we start this meeting” he asks directing the question to Mr. Stone.

“Let’s begin” he replies as I take a seat next to him and take out my notebook to take notes of key points.

As the meeting drags on, I feel a brush on my leg but ignore it and keep writing. A few minutes later, I feel it again to which I turn to the owner of the leg that’s been brushing mine. He looks at me before winking and I roll my eyes before continuing with my notes. He consists with brushing my leg and even as the nerve to stroke my thigh under the table. Having enough of this I slap my pen down and turn to finally give this creep a piece of my mind.

“Sir, I’d really appreciate it if you stopped playing footsie with me while I’m trying to work” I snap before looking over at Mr. Stone to see him sending angry daggers to the man next to me. I look back at footsie guy to see him red with embarrassment. Smirking, I wait until the meeting continues this time with no interruptions. The meeting finally came to an end and I stood up, gathering my things preparing to leave.

“Our partnership will bring great success for both or companies, you’re a genius for thinking of this Mr. Stone” Mr. Miller praises shaking Ivan’s hand.

“Pleasure doing business with you Miller” he responds with a small smile and a curt nod.

“My apologies for the little interruption Ms. Winters, I’ll be sure to talk to him about it” he says to me apologetically.

“It’s really no big deal Mr. Miller” I respond with a charming smile.

“Well I bid you both goodbye, have a great rest of your day” he replies smiling. Mr. Stone and I walk out of the meeting room and back into the limo before he speaks.

“I could get him fired for what he did to you” Ivan says to me angrily. With a small smile I shake my head before answering.

“It’s fine really, I think the public humiliation will teach him not to touch another women without her consent again” I assure him with a giggle. Nodding he gives the chauffeur directions while I continue to look out the window.

Ten minutes later, we arrive at a small diner and I turn to Mr. Stone with a hint of confusion. Not addressing me, he opens the door and gets out before ushering me out as well. I follow him into the diner, and we’re seated at a table near the windows. Setting my things down, I look up to ask him why we’re at this place.

“Am I not allowed to treat my employees out to lunch?” He says with a hint of playfulness. With a giggle, we look up to see a cute waiter stand by our table. He had sand brown hair with blues eyes and glasses, he looked adorable but hot at the same time.

“Welcome to Rita’s diner, can I get you any drinks?” He asks us, secretly smiling at me.

“I’ll have a coke with extra ice” Mr. Stone orders with a cold expression.

“Um, I’ll just have a water with lemon please” I order smiling at our waiter. With a nod, he walks off to grab our beverages. I turn back to Mr. Stone to see his piercing gaze already on me.

“Tell me about yourself Ms. Winters” he asks.

“Well for starters, call me Amelia” I sass with a giggle before continuing “I’m an only child, born and raised in Miami, Florida but moved to New York for college. I love to write whenever there’s a lot on my mind and love to explore new places which is mainly why I chose to move here in the first place” I look up to see him staring intently at me as if he were listening to every word I said. Our drinks arrived, and I ordered a veggie burger with a side of fries while Mr. Stone ordered a steak with fried onions. As we ate I made sure to ask about him wanting to know more about him.

“I have a younger sister named Elsa, I’m originally half Italian, half American. I started my company from scratch after earning my business degree. I’m 25 and I really enjoy going on hikes whenever I’m stressed” he tells me as he took a sip of his coke.

“Do you speak Italian?” I ask fully intrigued.

“Sono cresciuto parlando la mia cara” he replies with a sexy grin. I think my ovaries just bursted, that was sexy as hell.

“I grew up speaking it my dear” I translate with a smirk of my own.

“Do you speak Italian mia cara?” He asks surprised.

“No but I took it in high school so I kind of understand it” I reply still eating.Belonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.

“Do you ever get bored of only speaking English?” He asks mocking me. I push my plate away before taking a sip of my drink before continuing.

“I speak Spanish too asshole, I’m half Cuban” I respond annoyed to which he barks out laughing before a serious look washes across his features.

“That makes you sexier mia cara” he replies seductively to which I blush and shake my head before responding.

“Asshole” I say again hearing him chuckle as our waiter comes back giving us our bill. I go to take out my card before a hand stops mine and Mr. Stone hands him cash not breaking eye contact. The waiter takes the money before smiling at me and handing me a slip of paper with his number on it. Smiling, I look up to see Mr. Stone glaring at the paper to which I laugh and tuck it into my purse to piss him off. I had no intention of calling him but seeing the look of jealousy on Mr. Stone’s face was worth it.

“Jealous?” I taunt following him out of the diner and back into the limo.

“I have no reason to be jealous of a little boy” he snaps crossing his arms and pouting like a child.

“If it makes you feel better, I have no interest in calling him” I say ripping up the paper to prove my point. He scoots closer to me and puts his face by my ear before speaking.

“Good, because you’re mine and I don’t share” he whispers gently placing a kiss behind my earlobe and going back to his original spot as if nothing happened. My body explodes with heat from where he kissed me and my heart flutters at his declaration. I shake my head to clear my mind and lean my head on the window, closing my eyes for the remainder of car ride.

The limo finally pulled up in front of my apartment and as I was getting out I felt a hand pull me back. With a gasp, I crashed into Mr. Stone’s lap cradling him. I sheepishly looked up at him to see that he was already intensely gazing at me. I made a move to get back up but was jerked back as a set of lips smashed against mine. Shocked, I didn’t respond to the kiss until Ivan hesitantly began to pull away. Not wanting the kiss to be over yet, I yanked him back against me, wrapping my arms around his neck.

He deepened the kiss sending my heart reeling as he tugged my bottom lip between his teeth. Moaning, I run my fingers through his gorgeous hair, tugging the ends. He grunts in approval and grips my waist tighter, bring us impossibly closer. I finally pulled away from the intense kiss, both of us breathing heavily. He continued to stare at me with hunger and I took that as my cue to get out.