Chapter 4 Meet-up

**Dorothy's POV***

I tiredly looked at my watch and saw that it was already 6pm, at this point, I heard a knock on my door.

"Come in". I said, while packing up my stuffs, as work closed an hour ago.

"Good evening, ma'am". I heard a male voice greet.

I looked up. "Good evening, sir". I greeted back at the mid-forties security guard.

"The boss says he leaves in fifteen minutes". He said, bowed and left.

Fift.... fifteen minutes?. What?. I can't finish packing up in fifteen. I thought as I looked at my desk that was laced with scattered papers and files.

I breathed in and out. It's my office, so, if I leave it like this no one will know, but if I walk in to meet this mess, I'll be irritated throughout the day.

I looked at my watch. I have ten minutes more. I quickly packed the paper on my desk. First file, second file, third file.

I was in the fourth one when I heard another knock. Without looking at the door I asked the person to come in.

"Ma'am, he has gone". The same security guard from earlier said.

"What?. But he said fifteen minutes". I said, getting annoyed at that man's impatient behavior.

"I'm sorry, ma'am. He said that you have from now till 7:30pm to get home, without using a cab". He said, as he looked at me symphatetically.

I just smiled. "Thank you". I said, but God knows, I was losing my shit.

He left after giving a little bow. I mentally palmed myself and calmed down to arrange the remaining files. Probably, two more.

Once I was done ten minutes later, I switched off my lights and locked my office and went to look for how I'll get home before 7:30.

I went to Lilian station and she was packing up. Oh, bless the heavens. I just pray she has a car though.

"Hey, Lil. Can I join you home?". I asked, biting my lips, praying she says yes.

"Sure thing, just gonna pack up. Might take a while". She said.

"Sure. I'll wait". I said and looked at my watch, 6:40pm.

"Where do you stay?". She asked, as she put her journal and a file in her handbag.

"Erm. Royalty street". I said.

"Uhh, that is three streets after my house". She said.

"Oh. No worries. You'll drop me off at your street then. Don't want to inconvenience you". I said.

"Okay, then. I'm sorry, I can't drive you directly to your street". She said, as she swung her handbag in her shoulder.

"No problem". I said, as I followed her.

We went to her car and after thirty minutes she was at her street.

"Thank you for the ride, Lil". I said, as I got down.

"Good night, Dori. And see you tomorrow". She said, as she drove off into the street waving.

I looked ahead at my journey. Looked at my watch, twenty minutes more.

I looked at my heels and bent down to remove them. Its gonna take me about forty minutes to reach the street and probably fifty to reach his house, if I run.

I removed my heels and breathed in. One, two, three, go. I started running and I mean fast.

I ran for what seemed like an hour when I reached Royalty street. I stopped to get my breath but I looked at my watch and it was 7:28.

Screw you, Mr. Xavier Wort.

I continued running until I reached his compound. I'm here, I made it.

I quickly walked into his house and looked at my watch. 7:45pm. I'm screwed.

"You are late". I heard as soon as I closed the door behind me.

"And you are really evil". I said, out of breath and quickly swallowing.

I breathed out, feeling a little bit calm. He came closer to me, eyes on my lips.

"Did you talk back to me, Miss Reyes?". He asked, so slow.

Now he is talking to me and I'm not his wife but I have cowered.

I swallowed and stepped back, hitting my back on the door.

He smirked. "Looks like you have no where to go, sweetie". He called to me as he neared me.

Where the hell is Diana when I need her?. I thought.

He neared me, closing the space between us. His breath was hot against my skin. My chest rose and fell too quickly. Every nerve screamed run-yet my legs stayed still. I hated how my body betrayed me. I hated how I wanted him.

I put my hands on his chest to push him back.

But no, him being Xavier, looked at my hand like he expected.

He raised me hands and pin it up against my head, and brought his face really close to me. He looked at me in the eyes.

"So tell me, love, why are you late?". He said as he put his hand on my thigh and raised my leg up.

"I....I..., you left, you left me, and..and from the company to the house is about an hour and thirty". I said, breathless, losing focus, because of how his hand treaded dangerously close to my underwear.

"You", he said, as his nails dug into my skin," didn't use a cab. So how did you get here so quick?. Although you are late". He said, and brought his lips to my neck and sucked.

Think Dorothy. He is married. And he is spiteful. He is just using you.

My hand pinned up against my head, his hand under my dress, nails in my skin and lips on my neck, I was losing it. It felt so good.

But, he is married. I closed my eyes, pleasure almost getting the best part of me.

"Get out". I heard in my head. It was what he said to me after the kiss this morning.

This gave me the strength and the validation I needed to push him away. I managed to free one of my hand and pushed him away from me.

"You are married, sir. I'm sorry". I said, as I went upstairs with my heels in my hands.

"Your clothes are in your room". He called after me.

I entered my room and i sat on my bed. Was I wet for my boss?. Shit, Dorothy, get that together.

I went to have a quick shower and as soon as I hit my bed, sleep took over me.