Aleena POV

Why it has to be that woman?! She doesn't look like the type!

To me, she looks like a spoiled rich kid that flirts with every person she sees. 

And the thing that I hate the most is her smug face she puts on before she went out of the meeting room. As if she just won a game or something. She really ticks me off.

Ugh!

For now, I have to endure her, she's my boss after all.

I sigh before entering the elevator that will lead me to that woman's den. The building has 158 floors, which what makes me tired because my desk is located on the 16th floor and when some of my superiors asked me to hand or fetch them something. I have to enter different types of the elevator just to give it to them. Sometimes I had to take the stairs because the elevator is full.

The lift makes a stop on the 57th floor, the door opens revealing Chris, my fellow co-worker. When he noticed it was me he smiles immediately showing his white teeth. He has black hair and his eyes... they're forest green.

"Hey beautiful," He greets before pressing the 76th-button. He's one of my suitors too. He's been flirting and giving me gifts since my 1st-year working in this company. I rejected him two times but the guy is still trying.

"Annnd Hi Chris," I greeted back feeling a little bit awkward inside like I always do. He just has this aura that makes me uncomfortable. It's not that he's ugly or anything, he's handsome and all but I just feel uncomfortable.

"So I've heard the boss wants to see you,"

"Yeah..." I said as I fiddle with the hem of my blouse.

"Oh did you do something Al?" Ugh, I hate it when he calls me that. I internally do an eye roll.

"No"

"Okay," then he pauses for seconds before saying "I was wondering if yo-" 

The elevator stopped at that woman's floor. The door slides open, I immediately get out of the elevator and bid Chris bye. Saved by the elevator.

I don't like another date from him. Not again.

I walk closer to that woman's office door. I lift my right hand to knock on her door but my hand just stops. I can feel my pulse accelerating which didn't help me at all. Seconds later I still haven't knocked on that damn door.

Why is my body like this?!

"Looks like someone is scared of going in," Said that annoying voice again. 

I look behind my back to see that pervert. She wiggles her eyebrows as she approaches me. I put my right hand behind my back and clutch my blouse again.

She's so annoying!

I try smiling at her politely but I know she can see me failing miserably. And she enjoys it, how I know? She pointed to my lips then grins. As if she knows. I sigh, then look at her, putting on my serious face.

"What do you want Ms. Vargantes?"

She looks at me from head to toe before grabbing my arm and pulling me into her office. She lets go of me and close the door then lock it.

My eyes widen in shock.

Why did she lock it?! Whats she planning to do?

"Why did you lock the door Ms. Vargantes?" I ask, inhaling and exhaling trying to calm my nerves.

"Cause I can." She answered like its super obvious. 

Ugh!

She untied her necktie before she unbuttons three of the upper buttons of her polo. She removes her watch and left it on her desk.

I let my eyes trail down from her unbuttoned shirt to her waist. 

Why does she look so sexy? Stop checking her out woman!

She clears her throat which stopped me from staring at her. A smirk slowly appearing on her luscious lips her eyes looking at me as if saying she knows I've been checking her out.

''You really can't get enough of me aren't you Ms. A cup?'' Her figure slowly moving closer to my body which makes my heart pump faster than normal.

And how dare she call me that?!

As of this moment, I tried summoning all my willpower not to wrestle this woman down the floor and pull her hair off. 

I relax before giving her my answer. ''I have a surname Ms. Vargantes. Not very formal in my opinion.'' 

I don't care if she's my boss, she's acting childish and a perv. I mean who calls their employee by their breast size?!

''Ohh Ms. A cup is upset?'' She asked using a tone as if she's talking to a baby.

Argh! this woman is just pushing me to my limit!

I roll my eyes at her attitude, turn around I unlock the door.

Pissed that my boss is acting like a child or a teen, or maybe both?

''Still butthurt about what happened earlier?'' she asks.

Okay, people, she is asking for me to wrestle her ass down this floor.

I turn around immediately, angry at her.

''You were the one who elbowed my chest Ms. Vargantes! Instead of apologizing you were staring at my breast as if some sick pervert old man!''

''Wha-?! Sick old man?! How dare you to compare me to that word?! You slapped me, woman! I was about to but you slapped me!'' 

Yashashree couldn't believe what this woman infront of her just said something unbelievable like that. It was the first time this ha ever happened to her. 

Ha! She didn't deny the pervert part! Shouts my inner self.

''How could I not?! My chest hurt for the entire meeting! Plus you have the audacity to hol-''

Without my permission, she raises her hand and grabs my chest. My body froze in shock.

''You mean this?'' She asked as if she just wants to confirm it. 

The nerve!

Wapak!

She held her left cheek while she looks at me with ''Are you crazy?!'' but that face was gone under a second and was replaced with a smug grin of hers. She grabs the hand that I used to slap her face and pulls me towards her body. My face is inches apart from hers.

I look at her eyes and see playfulness in them, her grin never disappear from her lips.

''That hurts you know, Ms. A cup''

'' I don't car-''

She moves fast, her lips capturing mine. Kissing my lips boldly and with so much force. Her right-hand travels slowly down to my waist holding me in place as she savors my lips. I tried hitting her but it was no use. My body feels weak as soon as her lips touch mine. 

How could she kiss this good?!

I grip her polo as I feel my energy draining. My knees are weakening as she moves her lips with mine. I slightly pull away from her but she strongly pulls me closer.

I can't breathe, oxygen!

So I did what I have to do, bite her tongue.

To be continued.