Page 7 of Innocent Bratva Twins
I can’t have feelings like that towards myboss. If there is one sure way to fuck this whole thing up, it would be to blurt out some unprofessional comment that makes him uncomfortable.
Ugh.
Get a grip, Sera.
Chapter 3 - Nico
Not having her in my office anymore is a blessing and a curse.
It was nearly impossible to focus with her right in front of me day after day, so that, at least, is easier. But now I justthinkabout her all day and make excuses to ask her to come to my office, or for me to go to hers.
What the fuck is wrong with me?
The level of attraction I have towards her is astounding.
Again, I’m on my way to her office, under the guise of asking her about the paperwork I emailed to her an hour ago. Sure, I need to discuss it with her, but technically, I could just wait for her to respond. It’s nothing urgent.
I walk into her office to find her with her chair spun towards the window, her back to her desk.
She reaches her arms high in the air above her head and lets out a loud, tired yawn as she stretches and leans back slightly.
Then she tilts her head to the side and starts massaging her neck.
My eyes trace over the perfect curve of her long neck as she rubs her fingers into her skin.
I imagine taking over for her, wrapping my hands around her neck and rubbing the knotted muscles—the sounds she would make, soft moans of delight. I’d whisper in her ear what a good girl she’s been, how well she’s been doing.
My hands would wrap around the front of her throat and brush down her chest, over those gorgeous breasts of hers—
My body floods with lust and I close my eyes, trying to stop the fantasy from going any further. I open my eyes again and walk towards her desk.
Sera turns around, spinning in her chair, and catches me watching her. Straight away, her face turns red with embarrassment, which amuses me.
She practically chokes in fright.
“Nico,” she stammers. “I was just—I was—“ She’s tripping over her words.
“You were taking a breather?” I fill in for her.
She bites her bottom lip, a little habit of hers that causes my cock to stir every fucking time.
“Mmhmm,” she nods quickly with her brows knitted. Sera grabs a printout of something and stands up, shuffling the papers into a neater stack as she speaks, almost too fast to hear.
“The acquisition documents aren’t finished, but I thought I could color code the spreadsheet for you to make it easier when you’re in the meeting, and you should know that the board members of Chase and Chase, your Thursday meeting, are at each other’s throats over the stock that two of the members sold without informing anyone else. The cohesion in that company is falling apart, and it might affect the pitch. I can’t imagine them wanting to discuss investment opportunities while they’re worried about internal affairs. Oh, and Juniper, is that her name? From HR? She asked me for a copy of my passport. Why does she need my passport? It doesn’t matter, I’ve already sent it. I don’t know why I bothered you with that. I’ll ask her what that’s about. Did you get the presentation? I sent it back to you. There was an error on the third slide. I fixed it. You might not even notice. Oh, and—"
She’s clearly talking to cover up her embarrassment at being caught in a vulnerablehumanposition. The longer she talks, the more difficult it becomes to hide my grin. Does she know how endearing she is? How charming? When I watch her, I get the distinct sensation that she has no idea she is the most gorgeous woman I’ve ever seen. She is oblivious to her own beauty, and that makes her a hundred times more attractive to me. So does her shyness. Like right now.
I told my arms across my chest as I listen, not saying a word because I’m curious how long she’ll go on.
She’s barely paused to take a breath.
“And the systems management team at Baker Street is sending over a report on the security setup so that you can approve it—"
I decide to save her from herself.
“Serafina,” I say her name gently, pulling her from her panic.
“Yes, sir. I mean, Nico.”
