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vamichaelalaws · 9 years ago

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Love Me Tender

“Michaela, what if [they] were humans instead?”

“...”

I was in love with my boss and I didn’t give a damn what anyone else thought. She was gorgeous and haunted my dreams every night. If it wasn’t for her, I wouldn’t be working the crap ass job I was stuck with in the first place.

She is my only reason for being there.

Working at an architectural firm was not as easy as many people would imagine it to be. It was full of paperwork, internal meetings upon meetings, and essentially sucking up to higher ups for better positions that would keep you away from bitchy customers.

I, fortunately, drove my way through the ranks and found myself steps away from a manager position. Carrie, a good friend of mine, was close as well, so both of us were wishing each other well. However, we knew deep down that it was extremely rare for two people to get promoted, so if one wasn’t, then it was all just business.

Unlike Carrie, however, I didn’t exactly mind when my thoughts were on the woman managing me.

“Hey! Earth to knucklehead!” Carrie’s voice rang through my ears as a wad of paper slammed itself on my head.

“Gah!! Carrie!” I growled, covering my head and rubbing the slowly forming bruise over top of it. I looked up to see the woman I called friend almost glaring down at me with a heavy stack of paper in her hand, ready to attack me once again.

“Did you get that paperwork done? It’s due in, like, ten minutes.” Carrie inquired, causing me to look to my computer screen. The paperwork in question was a report summary of the latest job we did. To my surprise, there was a good amount of work done on it, despite my daydreaming, but it was obviously not complete. I lowered my head and let out a sigh as Carrie shook her head, seeing the monitor as well. “She is going to kill you if you don’t hurry up with that.”

“I know...” I grumbled, knowing very well how my boss handled incomplete work. She had the rage of a friggen jungle cat, ready to pounce and completely rip apart those that didn’t pull their weight. It wasn’t often that I fucked up a job but, when I did, I unfortunately found my eardrums almost blown out by the end of her lectures.

Carrie rubbed my hair, making me shake my head to get her hand off. “Come on, big guy. Just finish up real quick. I’m sure she’d at least appreciate it being done, even if you have to rush through some bits.”

I nodded in reply, knowing that that the info was going to be edited down anyway. I rolled my shoulders back as I began to work once again, determined not to screw up the job I was given. Carrie, most likely happy at seeing me work, moved and sat at her desk, which was placed beside mine and near a broom closet she sometimes went into for her breaks. I would never understand why she did, but I let it go as something she preferred to do.

As the dreaded ten minutes ticked away on the clock, I found myself rushing through the summary, missing key points of the job but needing the report to be done regardless. The moment the clock rang my time up, the doors of the office opened, revealing the woman that haunted my dreams.

Gorgeous brown locks gently flowing from her head down to her waist, tied up in an elegant and slicked back ponytail, my boss walked into the room dressed like a CEO. Her black suit with gold trims caught everyone’s attention as the click of her high heels bounced off of the floor into the air with each step she made. Despite her hair being pulled back, she always styled her bangs to cover her right eye for some unknown reason, giving her a mysterious look.

What really drove me insane was her beautiful gaze. Her stone cold stare could break apart anyone’s resolve to speak back against her as a blood-red color circled her pupils as her irises. I wanted those eyes to stare up into mine not as my manager, but as someone closer.

Ever since I was assigned to her, something in my heart drove me to completely drown my thoughts with her. Her perfume, her walk, her voice; everything about her seemed oh so entrancing and I couldn’t figure out why.

It was horrible for me to think about, I knew, but my mind wouldn’t let me shake out the thoughts of one day barreling up the courage in my body to confront her and tell her my feelings. However, I knew better; she was my boss and I was her employee.

I shook my head as she made her way towards me, locking her gaze to mine and stopping at my desk.

“Is the report done?” She asked. I had to stop myself from reveling in her voice and simply nodded to her, moving away from my desk to show her my monitor. To my surprise, she stepped up to my desk and leaned over it, looking at my work with her back end raised into the air.

Her skirt barely covered her ass, making a large red blush paint over my cheeks as I couldn’t help staring. My eyes trailed down her legs, trying to pry my gaze away as I took in how her tights hugged them. I shut my eyes, now finding it hopeless to try and find some sort of calm by looking at her.

As I heard her move, I opened my eyes again, looking up at her as she looked down at me.

“Some mistakes here and there but it can go through editing.” She noted to me before nodding and walking around me towards the front of the room. I watched her leave, stunned once again by her stride and lost in the sway of her hips. Carrie, being the obvious tease, leaned her head around the corner of her desk and smirked at me.

“Dat ass doh, right?” Carrie mocked, grinning like a Cheshire cat as I glared at her. Carrie covered her mouth, laughing at my reaction, before both of us turned our heads to the front where the sound of someone clearing their throat erupted from.

At the front of the room was my boss and one of the CEO higher ups, fixing his glasses as my boss stood obediently beside him. Everyone listened intently as he made a statement that shocked me.

“Everyone, I have the misfortune of being the one to announce a resignation today, effective upon work close.” He began, tilting his head towards my boss in obvious sadness. I stared wide-eyed.

She was resigning?

He continued as she remained silent at his side.

“She will be moving deeper into Chicago and starting up a new company on her own. What it will cover, she will no disclose. However, she has requested that today continue to be a regular work day without the traditional farewell speech and going away event, thus why she has asked me to announce this.”

I couldn’t believe it. She stood tall, as if nothing he was saying was affecting her expression in the slightest. She was always known for her ruthless and straight-arrow work, but she was a damn good manager and she was leaving for Christ’s sake. Did she not give a damn about anyone here?

I didn’t know nor would I ever.

I continued to stare as I felt Carrie’s hand gently reach over and grasp mine in comfort. While it was a sweet sentiment, I began to question everything. Who would take over? Who would I be working for now? Did I care anymore to stick around?

There was a bit of a scuffle as some workers stood to try and object to her resigning, but at the sound of the CEO clearing his throat again, silence once again took over the room.

“Please respect her wishes. If you would like to say goodbye to her, please wait until after work to do so. Thank you.”

With that, Diana turned on her heel and walked back into her office, as if nothing important had happened. The rest of us were stunned. While everyone else slowly began to get back to work, devastated at the news, I sat in my seat, lost in my own thoughts.

I was never going to see her again. I would be stuck here and she would leave my life forever.

Carrie watched me stare at my desk before going back to work on her own, most likely unsure of what to say to me. What could anyone say to me? The one woman who made me feel a bit complete and reminded me that I was more than a work machine was going to vanish from my life.

Soon enough, it was only Carrie, my boss, and I left in the building. We were the workaholics at our job, with Carrie being the third to last to leave, me after her, then my boss last to lock up. I didn’t send off the email. I didn’t do anything other than sit and remain silent.

Carrie at last stood up, hauling her bag over her shoulder, and walking over to me, placing a comforting hand on my chair.

“You gunna be okay?” She asked. She knew the answer as I lowered my head and looked down at my lap. Carrie knelt down and looked up at my face, obvious worry written across her expression. “If you want to tell her your feelings, now is your only chance...”

She was right. I had to tell her. I looked to Carrie, a soft flicker of life returning to my eyes as I nodded slowly, earning a smile from my friend. As she rustled my hair and kissed my temple, she stood and began to walk out.

“Say hi to your husband for me,” I called out.

“With a kiss or a punch?” Carrie called back, making me slightly smirk and laugh.

“A punch on the lips.”

Carrie saluted me before finally leaving the room to head home. Now, I was alone with my boss, who was in her office probably working.

It was now or never.

I stood from my desk and walked to her office, opening the door and walking in, closing the door behind me. My boss looked up at me, taking in my entrance, before looking back to her computer, clacking away at her work.

“You still haven’t sent me that email,” She noted. I grimaced.

“Why?” I suddenly asked, making her stop typing and look up at me in shock. I’m sure she didn’t expect to be questioned, but I needed to know before anything else.

A moment passed before she took a breath, let out a sigh, and returned to her cold, boss-like expression.

“We are still at work--”

“Why?” I repeated, stopping her. I wasn’t going to let her get away with dancing around this. Remembering the flash of the clock, we only had two minutes of work left. After that, she was no longer my boss.

Right now, she was no longer my boss.

She slowly stood, her expression growing darker.

“We are at work.”

“In two minutes, our shift ends. I will stand here for those two minutes if that’s what it takes to get a fucking answer. You can either answer me now or you will have to deal with me in two minutes.”

“....”

Her expression didn’t change as she stood by her desk. She looked almost looked ready to pounce over the desk and rip my throat out, but she remained in her place, controlling herself.

“Why do you give a damn?”

“Why are you leaving?”

“You will answer me first--”

“That is not how this works.”

I became bolder, stepping towards her. I felt rage envelope my core. I became desperate to know why she was going to leave so suddenly. If I was going to lose her forever, then I needed to know why and let my soul settle on her answer.

As I reached her desk, I gripped the edge of it, glaring hard at her. For a moment, I could see a flicker of surprise and fear in her eyes. I must have looked scary, but I didn’t care at that point. My question wasn’t answered.

“I asked you a question first. It’s only proper to answer that first before you can demand an answer from me.” I stated. She straightened her back and pressed her lips together before replying at last.

“I’m leaving to start a new company. Now--”

“That’s not good enough.”

“What do you mean that’s not good enough?!”

“You’re resigning out of the blue to start a company? That’s not reasonable.”

“Why is it any of your business?!”

“Because I need to know!!”

“WHY?!”

“BECAUSE I LOVE YOU!”

My sudden outburst echoed through the room as, finally, a look of shock enveloped her expression. I dug my fingers into the desk between us, gritting my teeth. This was not how I wanted to confess, but it was out now.

“Ever since I started working at this fucking place, you’ve helped me get through everything. You’ve been an amazing boss and I swear to God if we were closer, I would have asked you out a long time ago. But I didn’t want to start any work drama because you were good at your job and I didn’t want to sully it with rumors of you dating an employee.

“Now, all of a sudden, you’re leaving?! What the fuck?! You are the only reason I am still working here, dealing with asshole clients and organizing mountains of paperwork because, despite it all, I get to work close to someone I admire.”

Her face began to turn red. I couldn’t tell if it was in anger or flattery, but I didn’t give a damn. I walked around the desk, continuing to bury her soul with my words as I locked my gaze on hers.

“I can’t stop thinking about you. Every day I see you and now, tomorrow, you’ll be gone. How am I supposed to react? Happy?” I pressed forward, finally stopping a mere breath away from her. Staring down at her, I could see her walls breaking as she listened to every word I drove in to her.

“I just want to know: Why?”

All I wanted was an answer. My feelings were out in the open and, whether or not she cared for me back didn’t matter any more. If this was my last night with her, then I needed to know.

What I didn’t expect was her grabbing my tie and pulling me forward, slamming her lips into mine in a harsh and rough kiss. I stared, suddenly lost, as she wrapped her free hand around my head and gripped my hair, refusing to let me pull away.

After a small matter of seconds, I tied my arms around her body and tightly pulled her against me, kissing roughly back. The passion within my soul began to flicker and burn as I felt her release my tie and drag her hand up the other side of my neck, burying her fingers in my hair. It was utter bliss.

The world around us became unrecognizable as she lifted a leg around my waist and ground her hips against mine, making a guttural moan escape me and vibrate against her lips. The moment we pulled away, I saw her pupils blow up in her eyes in a deep lust and passion.

“Two minutes are up... work’s over...” She said breathlessly, gripping onto me. Almost as if I knew exactly what she wanted, I pulled away from her, took her hand, and practically dragged her out of the office.

It was a struggle for us both to not drop down to the floor and fuck in the middle of the building, in the elevator, in the dark of the parking garage. I typically took the bus, but she took the lead in rushing us both to her car and rushing both of us inside.

Thankfully, there were no efficient cops on duty, as she sped like lightning towards her house, which was a gorgeous Victorian style mansion on a hill overlooking Chicago. She almost skidded the car in her garage, desperate to get out.

We both knew what was in store when we entered the house.

The clothes came flying off the moment we closed the front door. It was maddening for us both to drag each other towards the master bedroom, falling on the mattress stark naked in each other’s arms. Blinded by passion, we both rode through the night, crying and screaming out each other’s names as we made furious and passionate love through the night.

I was in heaven and my soul felt complete within her arms, her fingers dragging themselves over my skin and her legs round my waist.

By the time we were done, we could barely think. We were gasping, panting, and wildly exhausted in each other’s arms. We couldn’t even speak as we both fell into a well-deserved slumber.

As the morning finally arrived, I opened my eyes to find myself looking down at the bare skin of my new ex-boss, her pale color peppered in love bites and hickeys. My mind took a moment to take in the situation, suddenly becoming panicked.

I had just fucked my boss. Fuck.

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck fuck fuck fuck--

As my mind began to go into a frenzy, her arm gently slid across my body and hugged me to hers, making me gasp slightly. Looking at her face, her face was glowing with a sweet smile that instantly pulled at my heartstrings.

“Good morning...” she mewled out almost innocently, nuzzling my chest as she nested her head on my shoulder over my outstretched arm.

“Uhh...” I wasn’t sure what to say. At my dumbfounded reply, she giggled and kissed over my chest, which I noted was also covered in purple and red marks of love.

“What? Did I blow your mind so much that you can’t speak anymore?” She teased, making me blush and grimace at her.

“Morning, uh... I mean--”

“I’m truly leaving to start my own company, you know?”

I stared at her, listening as she ran a finger along my chest and stared up at me lovingly. It was the first time I saw both of her eyes without the veil of passion blinding me and they were both stunning to stare into.

“I wanted to start a company and do some good for the world, but the CEOs wanted me to stick around. So I forced them to accept my resignation and, with a lawyer’s help, I managed to do so without them being able to fight back.”

“Why?”

“Because I wanted to be free, you know?”

She gently rolled on top of me, straddling her legs over my hips and laying on her arms like a cat over my chest. I stared up at her ruby gaze as she smiled down at me.

“Being a manager was something my parents wanted me to be. I, however, always wanted to work for myself and do something for the community.” She mused. It was a reasonable explanation and something else to admire about her.

Seeing a new side of her made me fall harder for her. I never got to see her be anything but a strict workaholic who led board meetings and got work done. This side of her was sweet, gentle, and almost pure of heart.

I found myself smiling up at her and lifting a hand up to caress her cheek.

“You just keep adding to the list reasons why I love you...” I muttered, making her gasp and turn red-faced in embarrassment. She looked down t my chest and gently slapped it, making me laugh a bit.

“You should come work for me.” She said, making my smile disappear to yet another shocked expression. She stared back into my eyes, a world of love in her eyes as she continued. “I liked you, too, but you were right. If I went out with you at work, a scandal would have spread and I didn’t want you to get involved with that... So I simply kept my distance...”

“I...” I began, but stopped as she shook her head.

“So, you should leave that job and come work for me. We can be together then, I mean, if you want to continue after this. I don’t know if you’d want to since I kinda dragged you to my place and well we kinda--”

I stopped her rambling by pulling her body down and locking my lips with hers, earning a surprise gasp followed by a contented sigh in the kiss. As we pulled away, I smiled.

“I’ll write up my resignation as soon as we get up.”

With a playful smirk, she tied my fingers in hers and pinned my hands down by my head.

“Then you’ll have to wait until later, because I don’t want us to get up any time soon.”

I chuckled and squeezed her hands before grinding my hips up into hers and making her tense up in shock.

“Are you sure you can even stop me?” I teased before swiftly releasing my hands from her hold, wrapping them around her body, and rolling us over with me on top.

I was in love with my boss and I intended to live happily ever after with her.

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