Chapter 5 Under His Rules

***Dorothy's POV

***Next morning***

I woke up to my phone pinging. Gosh, how many messages.

I turned around,still sleepy, searching for my phone on the nightstand.

Finally.

I looked at my phone, cleaning my eyes. I saw three messages from Lilan. I opened them and I can swear that it wasn't only the message that got opened.

My heart was on fire and my eyes looked like they would pop out.

What?. How did I sleep so much?. I'm dead. This words were repeating in my head as I got ready.

It was already noon, as I walked into the office. I'm doomed.

I stealthily walked past Xavier's office after greeting Lilan. But before I walked far, I heard her telephone ring.

I stopped. Breathed.

"Dori, he wants to see you". She said, looking at me apologetically.

I laughed, nervously. "Sure". Sure, he wants to see me.

I walked into his office. Can this man, just for once, let something slide?.

"Sir, you called". I said as soon as I walked in.

"You again, are late". He said, eyes on the files on his desk.

"I..I am sorry, I woke up late". I said, bending my head as soon as I saw his head rise.

"This is the last time". He said as he waved his hand to dismiss me.

I walked out of his office and entered mine and i quickly released the breath I didn't know I was holding.

Gosh, that office was suffocating.

I sat down and my phone rang again.

Jesus, how many people have my number.

I looked at my phone and saw that it was Edward. Shit, the meeting.

"Hello". I said, physically face palming myself.

"Hi, princesssa. I just wanted to remind you about the dinner meeting today". He said.

"Oh, yeah. I remember". I said, looking at the wall clock. It read 1:30pm.

I was really late today.

The call ended and I immediately got to work. Filling files and organizing schedules.

I was engrossed. At some point, I stood up to stretch a little, and my eyes mistakenly looked at the clock.

4:20pm. Shit, shit, shit. Am I really destined to be late for stuffs today?. I said as I frantically got my bag and my phone and dashed out of the office, ignoring Lilan questions as to where I was going.

I got out of the building and took a cab. As we approached the restrauant that had open windows, I saw Edward looking at his wristwatch.

"I'll stop here". I said to the driver as I gave him a 50 dollar bill.

I quickly got off and rushed into the restaurant, walking in the direction Edward was sitting.

"Hi, I'm sorry, for coming late". I said, smiling sympathetically.

"It's okay". He said, smiling.

I looked at my watch, 4:45pm. 45 minutes late, better than this morning.

I sat down and got relaxed, my breath evening out.

"What will you order?". He asked me, staring at the menu.

"Erm, I thought we were here to discuss some business". I said, wrinkling my eyebrows together.

"Well, we can not, you know, talk on an empty stomach". He said, calling in the waiter.

"Oh, right. Sorry, my bad". I said, glancing at the menu.

"What would you like to have?". The waiter came, looking at his notepad.

"Well, two plates of rice and pork stew". He said, looking at me for confirmation.

"Is that all?". The waiter said, after writing down the first order.

"Well, and some cocktail, please". I added this time.

The waiter bowed and took his leave.

"Okay, so what business are we discussing?". I asked him, feeling in my gut that this wasn't just a business meeting and hoping it was.

"I see you like to get down to business". He said, smirking at me.

Something about this smirk, got me feeling uneasy.

"Erm, yes, actually". I said, hoping and praying that Xavier or one of his bodyguards won't see us.

"Okay then", he began, but the waiter came along.

"Here is your order. Two plates of rice and pork stew. With your cocktail. Enjoy". He said and bowed.

"As I was saying, since you like to get down to business, be my lover". He said.

"What?". I said, hanging my hand that held my spoon about to enter my mouth.

"Be my lover, Miss Reyes. What do you say?". He repeated.

Disgust immediately filled me.

"You must be joking". I said.

"Yes, you got me". He said, smiling.

I breathed a sigh of relief.

"But think about it. I'll pleasure you so much". He said, smirking and reaching out to touch me.

"There is nothing to think about here, Mr. Jetta". I said, taking purse off the table.

"Why?. Hmm?". He said, glaring at me and looking at me with lust.

"Because sir, I am not one of those girls that I'll fall at your feet. And I'm not going to, because of you, go against my company's code". I said, looking at the cocktail and calculating how I will pour it on this filthy face of his.

"Just because you are Xavier's personal assistant you think, you can think all might of yourself now, right?." He asked me, sounding annoyed.

I was quiet, seething.

"I am not thinking all mighty of myself because I'm his staff but I'm thinking like a morally sound person". I said to him, but deep down I knew this talk didn't apply to Xavier.

In between my legs ached as I remembered last night, and my stomach, I think it was butterflies that moved in them.

But that was just last night, but any normal day, he annoys and pisses the hell out of me.

I stood up, and grabbed my purse to walk out. But I stopped when I was pulled back.

"You, I will make you mine at all cost. You, are nothing special, Miss Reyes". He said, stull holding the strap of my purse.

I snatched my purse from him. "Since you want me at all cost, don't you think I am special?". I asked him tauntingly.

I saw him scowling and looking like at any moment he will burst open from the boiling larva in his head..

I walked out of the restaurant. Well, this went south.

I walked away from the restaurant. I looked at my watch, 5:30pm. Work has close. Home here I come.

I stopped to get a taxi but a car pulled up. One I can recognize from three streets away.

The window rolled down. "Miss Reyes, good to see you here". Xavier said, smirking.

"Xa...Mr. Wort?". I said, scared and praying to the heavens that he is just driving by.

"Well, I see, you now, not only admire my business partner but also go on dinner dates with him. No?." He asked, as he tilted his head to left.

"No. I.... He.." I began stuttering, sweat bead form on my forehead.

"Come in". He said, opening the passenger's door.

I swallowed. This can't be bad right?.

I entered, and closed the door, breathing out to calm my nerves.

He looked at me, smirked and drove off. "Don't be so tense around me, Dorothy".

Did he just- ?.

"Yes, in private, first names only". He said, not looking off the road.

"Okay. Xavier". I said, getting comfortable but not too comfortable, because this man, acts like he has a bipolar disorder.

"Tell me", He said, stretching his hand to my thighs,"what were you discussing with Edward?". He asked.

My mind went blank. His hand going up, under my dress, close to the line of my lace underwear.

Minutes ago, I was trying to escape Edward's slimy grip. Now, Xavier's fingers are under my dress-and I can't decide if I want to push him away or pull him closer.

"Xavier, what...?" I asked, getting breathless.

"Shhhh, love. Answer me". He said, as he pulled up to his house six car garage.

"Nothing. We discussed nothing". I said, as my hand reached for his, to stop him from going any further.

"Lies. Baby, don't tell me lies". He said, pulling my neck close, his lips on my collarbone.

"He...he just wanted....he said that he had a business to discuss so, so..... I... I went to meet him". I said, as I felt his hand inside my underwear.

Shit.

"And?". He said, biting my neck.

I suppressed a moan,"I.... He asked me to... to be his lover but I refused" I said, my chest heaving.

"Let me tell you something. You are my staff and you live in my house", he whispered close to my ear," you have nothing to do with Edward or any person in a position similar to him".

He finished and bit my earlobe. "Understood?".

"Yes, yes, Xavier. I...I understand". I said, as I felt his hand retreating.

"Good girl". He said and kissed me on my lips, nibbling.

He stared at me for sometime. I looked at him as well, still taking in fast breaths.

Soon he got off without a word. Leaving me confused, but at least he didn't tell me to get out.