5

I finally accept Wes' proposal and he seems satisfied. He seems so happy that he takes me in his arms and hugs me very tightly. I never noticed how spicy its smell was. She is pleasant and sticks in my nose. This is also the case after a very hot shower. I have the impression that it is impregnated in my skin. I quickly put on a flowing pale pink dress. I unearthed it in a flea market for not much and I find it very pretty.

I put on my eternal black pumps and announce to Wes that I'm ready. He is sitting on one of the wooden chairs in the kitchen and looks up from his phone screen. He gets up and announces to me that he is also ready to leave.

We're driving at a moderate speed and I know he's doing it on purpose because I'm there. We arrive at the company and the sun is shining. I'm glad I put on this dress, because it's stiflingly hot. Wes parks in the underground car park, where he has a designated spot. I notice that Thalion's car is also here.

To be honest, I'm really dreading seeing him again. I feel so ashamed to have found myself at his house this morning in this state. It's really not in my habits and after only two days of work, it's really not very professional. No, really, I feel completely ridiculous for having acted like that.

Wes leads me to where most of the employees have their lunches at noon and tells me to order something, since I only had breakfast earlier.

- You'll have a morning's work to catch up this afternoon, he informs me. You need to gain strength.

- But your pancakes a while ago stalled me.

He laughs for a moment before indicating to the saleswoman a vegetarian salad and a bottle of water. He pays and hands me the purchases. I politely decline, but he insists.

- I like meat too much to take vegetable food, he admits with a knowing smile.

I end up accepting while assuring him that in any case, I am not a vegetarian either. He shows me a free table and we sit there without delay. There are people and no one seems to be interested in the new recruit and the Vice President. I then suspect Wes to be so kind and considerate to everyone and not just me.

I'm quietly eating my salad, Wes is telling me funny and embarrassing gossip about some employees when a shadow hangs over me.

- I see that you make friends with the news! Perfect !

Tanya Wayland's voice sounds so unpleasant to me now. She seems perfectly reassembled and I seem to be the reason. I do not take up his remark, because giving it importance is only a waste of time. One, it would make him too happy and two, I don't want to make a scandal during my first week. I don't think I've done anything wrong to her, so if she's on her period, I'd rather ignore it.

- Tanya, you do not have work? We'll talk about all that tonight.

She glares at her brother and if she could kill me right now, I'm sure she wouldn't mind. A chance that the room is full. Finally, it is much less than a few minutes ago. The HRD leans towards me and whispers in my ear:

'Don't think your place here is secure because my brother took a liking to you. You will do like all the others, after a few weeks, you will leave.

She sits up, gives me a smile as fake as the old Louis Vuitton bag Dad brought me from the market and disappears from my field of vision. I'm relieved not to have that witch near me anymore, she's the devil, that girl! Only, I dare not say it out loud out of respect for Wes. She's his sister after all.

- Do not pay attention to what she can tell you. She can be a real nuisance sometimes.

I address a smile to this man who is totally the opposite of his sister and pushes my plate. Already that I didn't really have an appetite, she totally sickened me.

“She's just protecting her territory,” I explain calmly. She has a relationship with the CEO from what I understand.

Wes sighs and takes his head in his hands.

"Oh, you guessed...

- Let's say that his innuendo this morning did not escape me, no.

He sits up and gives me a sincerely sorry look. I'm a little surprised by his reaction. Why does he look sorry for me? Has he noticed that Thalion doesn't leave me indifferent? I absolutely must have myself exorcised!

"Thalion is... like a brother to me," he said cautiously. And knowing that he and my sister... oh no, that disgusts me!

I would like to laugh at his grimace, but his words hurt me without him noticing. I try to keep a neutral attitude and it seems to work, because he continues the conversation as if nothing had happened. We talk for a long time and after a while I notice that we are almost alone in the cafeteria. I look at the clock and notice that I should have been behind my desk for at least thirty minutes. I jump up and explain the situation to Wes. He tries to calm me down, but to no avail.

“If Thalion tells you anything, you tell him you were with me.

He gives me a wink and we take the elevator. He comes out on the penultimate floor and wishes me good luck before the doors close to let me go one floor higher. When I arrive in my office, everything is calm, far too calm. And it's scary. I barely have time to sit down in my chair when Thalion storms out of his office. I jump up and get up instinctively. He ogles me, sniffs the air, and glares at me.

- You are late.

He looks me up and down once more and walks into his office. He doesn't come out of it all afternoon anyway. I spend my end of the day exactly the same way as the day before. I'm writing up reports of meetings that took place before I arrived, so I imagine I'll be attending a meeting soon. I also answer emails and letters, well, halfway, because the time to leave has already arrived.

I preferred the reports, because it seemed to me that it was the most urgent to do for the day. Then it's a little more interesting than responding to people with ready-made refusal sentences. Finally, I decide to hand over my work done to the CEO. I dread this interview, all the more so in view of his attitude earlier. I take a deep breath and notice that I still have Wes' scent on me. But what is his secret? I need the brand of her shower gel!

I knock on the door and he tells me to come in. I don't think I'll ever get used to his bad temper. Maybe that's what Tanya was referring to earlier when she told me I'd be leaving after a few weeks. It is true that the character of the CEO is difficult, but I need this job. I need that money, otherwise I'm finished. I only have a few months to repay. With this pay, I could start repaying it and assure the bank that my work is stable and therefore push back the deadline.

"Did you have time to do things right?" Wasn't your mind clouded with alcohol?

Thalion's voice snaps me out of my thoughts. I can't say it enough, but he has such a presence that you could think of a sovereign in his expensive leather seat. After all, doesn't he have an empire?

His dark eyes probe me and his hands form fists, crumpling a sheet full of diagrams. He takes a long breath without breaking the contact between our pupils. His are unfathomable and I feel like he can read me like an open book. I feel naked and I don't like it.

A familiar scent hits my nostrils, but I can't tell where I've smelled it before. Thalion rises from his chair and walks around the desk. I put the files on his desk and take a step back. It intrigues me as much as it worries me. He looks like a predator and I'm the poor little prey.

I swallow my saliva with difficulty as he stands in front of me. I could almost feel his body heat, almost. There is in his eyes an incomprehensible anger and a disturbing hunger. I am totally obsessed with his whole being. His immense body, composed of pure muscles, enclosed in a luxury costume. His dark hair slicked back, except for that lock that falls down, like every night. His extremely manly face, his mouth calling for kisses. Lord, why does he have to be so attractive?

— N... No, I was able to get out of it.

I notice a second later that this voice is mine. My brain commanded my voice without me even realizing it. I am attracted by the living God in front of me, he annihilates all my senses and I feel myself floating. Should I get treatment?

“I can see Wes did what I asked and more.

The last part of his sentence was said with an evil tone. I don't understand why, but seems to be angry at Wes. I guess then that it is in relation to my delay. I would like to make myself very small and disappear under his burning gaze, but as if an invisible force was holding me back, I didn't move an eyelash. We stay a few seconds in this position, then he emits a kind of strange growl.

- I'm really sorry for my delay, it will not happen again.

Thalion gives me a totally irresistible amused smile. He comes a little closer, as if he wants to whisper a secret in my ear, but instead he takes a deep breath. OK, they're all crazy here.

- Damn, but he really did it on purpose to make me lose control ... Then shit!

Those are the last words he says before pulling me close to him and pressing his lips to mine hungrily. Immediately, it's an explosion of sensations in my stomach, but one is more clearly felt: desire. From the tip of my toes to the top of my head, I am nothing but desire for him.

Its spicy smell takes possession of my senses and imprints itself on my skin, marking my flesh forever. His lips move over mine in a sensual broom I've never known. I feel myself melting against his huge hot chest.

His hands gripped my back and neck like he never wanted to let go. A familiar feeling sinks into my brain when I feel his fingernails pierce my skin. Through the mist of temptation I'm shrouded in, there is something that I should never have forgotten.

It was him. I have never been more sure than at this moment. Yesterday at the club, he was the man with whom I danced so openly. It was him with whom I wanted to end the evening. Oh my God, what am I doing?

Coming back to my senses, I violently push away Thalion who, under the effect of surprise, lets go of me and takes two steps back. He stares at me with a look that clearly indicates he doesn't understand my reaction. His pupils are so dilated that I can't make out the iris and that scares me, because like that, he looks like an animal.

"What..." he begins.

But I'm so mortified by my reaction that I can't think of anything smarter to do than to run away.