It didn't take long for the food to arrive. The smell indicating that it was close by. The smell of the food alone was enough to make my mouth water. I turn my upper half, seeing the waiter walk towards us with two plates on each hand.

At the sight of him and our food my smile widens, now beginning to fidget in my seat from sheer happiness knowing that I was going to be fed,

"Are you seriously that happy for food?"

I turn back around to face Noah, only giving him a nod. The waiter approaches us and places our food in front of us. I give Noah a goofy smile before looking down at his steak that was presented in front of him,

"Of course, how would you know if you're not on your-"

I pause realising my mistake. I was so close to tell him that it was my time of the month. He looked up, from cutting his steak,

"If I'm not what?"

I suck in my lips as I look down at my food, quickly speaking,

"Ohh this carabona spells divine! Let's tuck in!"

I twist my fork into the pasta, tucking into the food. Once the food was inside my mouth I look at Noah, seeing him narrow his eyes at me. He soon drops the subject going back to cutting his steak. We ate in silence for about six minutes when he finally spoke,

"Tell me a little bit about yourself,"

I look up seeing him watch me with his head tilted to the side slightly. I swallow the food in my mouth before wiping my face with a napkin, replying,

"Hmmm what do you have in mind to know?"

"There's something on my mind that I want to ask..."

He trails off. I give him a confused look as I stare. I raise my eyebrows taking in a breath of his sandalwood scene that was mixed with our food,

"I'm listening..."

He never looks away from me, picking up the glass of wine. He takes a sip teasing me by not responding straight away. He then places the glass back down with ease and speaks in a low voice giving my spine a chill,

"Your past relationships,"

At his curiosity I suddenly start to cough, my heartbeat randomly beginning to fasten in seconds. I was pretty sure topics like that we're meant to be personal? Unless it was with your lover. I was only able to stutter out,

"W-what?"

"You asked what I wanted to know. I want to know about your past relationships,"

I bit my lower lip trying to look elsewhere... anywhere apart from his face but he only brought my gaze back as he spoke in dominance,

"Tell me,"

"Can you not ask about something else? Like my family or... or my pet goldfish that I had when I was six?"

He pushes his plate of food in front of him, allowing him to have enough space so that he could lean on his arms like before. He leans forward and lets a deep chuckle to leave his lips. He made me break out into a cold sweat.

I bite my lip hard, now feeling the numbness. The way how he held himself made the emerald in his eyes shine brighter that I'd ever seen or encountered, it was like he was making me cave in almost. My eyes fall on his pink plump lips, falling into a daze. He took the chance to speak,

"They say that when a woman is on her period, her true emotions show,"

My eyes widen suddenly at his words. He picked up on what I was going to say earlier. Since he was leaning forward, it was easy for me to reach over and place my hands on his lips. Shutting him up with urgency.

My eyes look around the place, worried for if anyone heard. I could feel him smile under the palm of my hand. My eyes finally make ways back to him, seeing his eyes glisten with playfulness. The small, clear evident wrinkles showing around his eyes,

"Can you not. There are people in this posh place!"

He tilts his head, using his free hand to remove mine from his face. My eyes go big a little, now realising what I was doing. When my hand was no longer covering his mouth, I thought he would let go but he doesn't. Instead he tugs me forward.

A gasp leaves my mouth as I'm now hovering off my chair, my face inches away from his. He leans forward, his eyes trained on my lips. The corner of his lips tugs up in delight. He continues to bring his face closer until I could no longer see him.

His cheek brushes past mine, his lips touching softly against my earlobe. He whispered delicately,

"Kitten I own this place. No-one would dare to even breath this way, let alone listen to what either of us say,"

His words were do delicate, so husky that it turned me on. My stomach churned and twisted, my mind thinking of the dirty that it wanted. He lets go off me, making me sit back down. I stare at him with taken back eyes. Not being able to do anything, I simply look back at my food.

There was something about him that made me cave in and want more, but there also something about him that signalled red flags, warning me that he would only leave me shattered to the core. The next word that left my lips came out as a whisper that even surprised me,

"Two,"

"What?"

I lift my gaze meeting his as I speak,

"You wanted to know how many relationships I had. Well... since I can't even win against you, I might as well answer. I've had two past relationships. Now my turn to ask you something. Why on earth were you so keen on having me your PA?"

He leans back in his chair, relaxed. He gives a lazy smile as he responds,

"I thought it was clear,"

It was now my turn to tilt my head to the side in confusion. I waited for him to finish speaking,

"You stood out from the others,"

We reached back to the office after an awkward confrontation. As we left, I could help but catch customers look away from us as we walked out of the restaurant. Even the staff tried to stay out of the way.

I noticed how the host who was at the front of the restaurant fumbled over after noticing us approach her. The host parted her lips but Noah didn't give her a chance. He just walked straight past her.

I pouted at his backside, not liking with the way how he was treating her. I pushed him to the corner of my mind and faced the host, giving her a reassuring smile. She gave one back. I was then pulled back to reality when Noah's voice rang through,

"I need to see what you've done so far for the contract. Come into my office in five,"

Shaking off the moment I look at the back of his head as he took confident strides towards the elevator, I followed him like a lost puppy. A few staff gathered outside the cafeteria and whispered amongst each other.

They all had their hands covering their lips, eyes watching us like hawks as we entered the company. I looked over to Tanya, already seeing her look at us with some sort of determination. The type of determination that screamed;

You better tell me everything! If you do, just know I'll skin you alive determination. Quickly, I face Noah already finding him look down at me with hard eyes. I skid to a stop, hand over heart from fright,

"Can you stay focused?"

He spoke in dominance making me blink at his quick personality change from when we were at the restaurant to now. He looked up, eyes racking the floor. He spoke, voice five times loud,

"WHY HAS EVERYONE BECOME GOSSIPERS?"

I jump from the loudness of his voice, my eyes falling on his fists. They were clenched tightly, becoming paper white. He clearly tried to keep his anger at bay. I thought he would lash out again by screaming but he doesn't. Instead, he walks past me and stands in front of them.

He stood in front of five members and spoke calmly and that alone shat me because it was almost too calm for Noah,

"Can everyone answer one question for me?"

My eyes flickered between the staff and Noah himself, stomach feeling uneasy for them. They all give each other a worried glance, their faces holding fear and worry. It didn't last long though before they were facing the floor, trying to to avoid him.

They couldn't and he knew that. He knew that he had their full attention since they weren't whispering amongst each other. He asked the question he wanted to ask, the words still leaving eerily calm,

"May I know why you are not working? For all I know, lunch was finished an hour ago,"

"Umm..."

I blink fast, my mind going slightly bonkers as I watched Noah's composure. I thought my mind and sense of hearing was playing with me because it sounded like Noah was grinding his teeth. His whole upper half then moved as he let out a deep sigh.

Even though I wasn't next to him, I knew that he was shooting lasers at them all. He continued speaking, this time the tone of his voice rising,

"If you can whisper and mumble things whilst I'm around then why the hell can you not give a coherent answer to my question in front of me?! HUH?!"

Even at his vicious tone, I took a step back at how quickly it changed. I wouldn't blame the staff for not replying. If I was them I would've cried just from being in the same room as him. I watched him for a minute or so noticing how he hadn't said anything else.

It was like he was trying to give the staff a chance to redeem themselves, but they didn't speak nor did they move. They just stayed put, glued in their places. Feeling the need to step in, I walk up to him. My action doesn't go unnoticed by Tanya.

I took a quick glimpse, seeing her eyes widen. She raises her hands, telling me silently not to intervene but I knew I had too. Pushing her desperate pleas I continue to walk, calling his name,

"Mr King?"

At my voice, his body tensed. I called his name again. Now his body relaxed a tiny bit. I took a cautious step forward so that I was stood beside him. I called out for the third time

"Mr King, I'll get the contract ready like you asked. Shall we go so I can show you what's been done so far?"

My gaze flickers down to his hand seeing his hand shake from the rage. Without thinking I reach for his hand, making his hot hand touch my lukewarm ones. If the rumours wasn't enough to ruin my time here at the company my actions instigated it perfectly.

I stand in front of him, acting a barrier between him and the staff. He looks down at me with stern eyes. My eyes roam his, taking in his deep emerald eyes. Taken back from both the touch and his eyes, I flash him a small smile now physically seeing him relax as the seconds ticked.

I tugged on his hand, making him lean down faintly so that it wasn't noticeable for everyone who were in the room. I succeeded. I now had his full attention solely focused on me. Biting the inside of my mouth I place one hand on his shoulder, tiptoeing so that my lips brushed his ear.

I heard him suck in a deep breath, his body completely rigid. I quickly licked my lips as I then whispered, my heart hammering from doing so in such a public place,

"Come on Dolphin, let them be,"

I removed myself from him so that I was now looking into his eyes. He releases the breath that he sucked in, eyes staring at the staff. His body unfroze, hand now on my waist. He gives my waist a squeeze, the action setting off destruction within me.

He lets out an audible sigh that was heard for everyone. Using his free hand he points at everyone, speaking in a low challenging tone,

"You've got thirty seconds to get back to work or god help you for what will happen next,"

From my peripheral vision they all nod vigorously, scurrying away from us. Once they all left I look down at the floor letting out a heavy sigh. I then release the hold I had on him, instantly loosing the warmth.

I take step away, his hand no longer touching my waist. I step to the side, catching Tanya stare at us, at me. She had her mouth hung open, eyes unblinking. I frown, now making ways to her desk. I couldn't make it far because a warm hand grabs onto mine.

I look down, seeing him hold onto me. I look up, already finding him stare at me contently. He said no words. He tugged my hand, pulling me so that we both headed towards the elevator. I groan, having the biggest urge to have a go at him. It was like repeating when we first met.

I look over my shoulder, seeing Tanya watch us in silence. Noah wastes no time to enter the elevator, the number thirty lighting up. The doors closed, trapping us inside the square boxed container.

The ride to his floor was silent. No words exchanged. Agonisingly we reached the thirtieth floor. The doors opened and he stepped out first, heading right into his office.He passed Daisy who said her 'good afternoon'. He only nodded at her acknowledgement.

When he stood in front of his door, he held onto the door-handle before hesitating. He turned his head so that he was facing me. He stated,

"Bring what you've done so far on the contract in a minute or two. I'll be waiting,"

Then, he disappeared into his office making me blink like a goldfish. Not wasting a second I run across the room and into my office, heading straight for my desk. I grab the file and give it a quick skim read.

Not even two minutes later I find myself knocking on his door. I hear no words so, curiously I open the door peeping my head in.

I find him standing against the window, his back facing me. He had taken off his blazer, now thrown on the sofa hastily. His white shirt was rolled up against his elbows. His hands were balled into fists as he clenched them closed and open continuously,

"Mr King,"

I called out but got no response. A pout makes way on my face as I walk into the room, the door closing behind me. I place the file on the desk, seeing his desk scattered with some papers. I face him again, this time seeing him unfazed.

Not knowing what to expect from him, I take cautious steps towards him until I was stood behind him. I tried calling his name for the second time,

"Mr-"

I begin but was cut off as within a blink of an eye as he spins. Effortlessly his hand finds its way to my hips, holding me firmly as our positions change. My back was now touching the cold surface of the window as he stood close, his body slightly grazing mine.

He leans forward so close that it made me close my eyes tightly, chest heaving up and down fast, My heart too loud for my ears to handle. Unsteadily I open one eye finding him lift a hand to my face.

He places his forefinger delicately on my chin lifting my face up so that I met his eyes. My eyes roam his as he didn't say anything. With a soft grip still on my chin, he uses his thumb to brush against my lower lip.

I was left breathless. I had nothing to protest. He leaned his face down making his nose brush against mine. He released a soft sigh through his kissable lips. Unconsciously I follow, the adrenaline pumping through my veins.

Fixated in the moment, my hands moves to snake around his neck, pulling him down to my level. I tiptoe, trying to match his height. Our breaths mix in-between our small distance.My eyes flutter open and close and I catch his eyes locked on my parted lips. I stutter,

"H-hey..."

His touch on my skin was soft as a feather. His free hand made its way to my lower back, pulling me closer to him, our fronts now touching. He presses his forehead against mine, closing his eyes for second before reopening them.

Like mine his breaths were unsteady, however everything about him was simply confident and sensual. He had the upper hand, he knew what he was doing whereas I didn't. I was lost, like I had never been in these types of situations before.

"Kitten..."

The single word alone made my stomach churn, my mind jumbled quickly. I lift my head slightly making my lips brush his, igniting a burning desire that I was unaware of. A low grunt lips his parted lips,

"Kitten..."

He moaned softly into my mouth. He didn't waste another second as he dips his head down, making his parted lips touch mine, and there it was; those damn sparks. The sparks ignited once more.

This time more fiercer than the last.