Reina's Point Of View

My eyes fluttered open when the sunlight blinded my eyes through the curtains. I swear to God, I just want to kill myself whenever I can never sleep in. It was honestly the worst thing that could happen to me. Ugh fuck, I've got a headache already. I barely even drank anything. No, wait. I did drink quite a bit.

I pulled the duvet over my face, forcing the light out of my face. The duvet felt so soft and nice and was the dark interior shade that I loved. Hold on. Pause. My house only has a light interior since I couldn't find one with a dark interior. Where the hell was I?

I instantly shot up from the bed, squinting across the room. The grey lamp which gave a white light, the bedside wardrobe which was carefully organized, and the ginormous bed that I slept in were the same as the room I slept in when I lived with Jax. No. I did not sleep with him and that was for certain.

Memories of last night faded back into my knowledge. While grasping them, I daintily laid my head back sighing with no emotion whatsoever. I didn't know what to feel. He had respect for me and women in general as he didn't take me up on the offer of sex. There was a small part of me that was secretly sad that he had said no.

The exhilaration that he builds in me is like no other. Adrenaline would viciously pump in my veins with utter lust and desire for him. My pussy throbs for him. It was a nightmare to admit that but it's better than denying it. He pined himself on a chase for me and wanted me only when I was fully sober so that I would remember every moment.

I would say that one time with him and the lust would leave the system. However, I and I both know that isn't true. The lust would cause an addiction that I couldn't spare to have. He would love that from me but it isn't healthy. Not for me anyway.

I walked into the bathroom to see the same as before I had been killed by him. I will not fail to mention the fact that he killed me. It's a grudge that painted the worst impression of him. It's a shame. I got to see both sides and the worst got to him. There was a brush on there, engraved with the initials RR on the back. I guessed that was for me and began brushing my teeth.

Staring into the mirror, I noticed that my makeup was taken off. Every single bit of it and my hair was put into a bun. Messy but his effort was there. As I rinsed my mouth, my eyes spilled onto the pack of cotton buds with a cleanser beside it. He bought it or made someone buy it. He took care of me. The man that killed me is taking care of me when I was drunk with no straight mind to focus on anything at all.

Wonderstruck me as I wandered into my walk-in wardrobe. The same layout. With a shoe, top, suits, shirts, hoodies, joggers, jeans, trousers, legging, sweaters, blazers, jacket sections in the same places. It smelt of my jasmine scent. He kept everything like this. It reminded him of me. That's the only logical reason that I could think of.

I needed to get to the office so I hit the showers as fast as I could and got dressed into a usual work outfit: the black long-sleeved shirt and a check black and white skirt tagged along with knee-high boots. The old coat that I hadn't seen in so long. Oh god! I loved all of m clothes so much and can't believe I went this long without them. Rushing outside, I grabbed a note that was stuck on the bedside mirror.

Make yourself comfortable. I'll be back before you know it, Nem. There are books below to keep you company.

Narcissus.

I peered down beneath the table in pure curiosity and there I saw more books. The hopeless romantic books that I had to read. It ends with us and ugly love by Colleen Hoover stood out the most to me. I read reviews on it and it seemed good. It was actually on my next turn list but then I got engaged in the ace of spades that was a part of the collection that Narc had sent and annotated.

I wouldn't say this to his face because it would just simply grow his ego more than it needs to but his little annotations are funny and somehow made me laugh. The way he acted like a true hormonal teenager with the slang he wrote above it. He was very much casual in his own thoughts than in real life.

I grabbed ugly love and chucked it in my bag since I had already read it ends with us. I knew I didn't have a car but also the corporation was only about an 8-minute walk away from his house. So, I just walked it.

Mhm, I have a new secretary now. God knows who it is. I won't be able to get over having Seraphina do the job for me. I pray it's not an annoying person who will irritate me because God forbid I'll get them fired in the first second that I meet them and that will be that. However, that is against the rules. I, for one, am one of the fairest people in the business world that I know of. Hence the reason why I give people a 2-week notice before they are removed as a member of the staff at the company.

I walked into the building and was greeted by Seraphina who was standing 10 feet away from my office. Worry and concern were struck on her face.

"Don't kill me but your secretary is in your office."

"Why would I kill you for having my secretary where I wanted him in the morning?" I said in a casual tone with a hint of curiosity.

"Because of who it is," she said while I swung the door open to m office and saw a tall man sitting on the opposite side of my desk. He stood up to greet me. A black shirt that portrayed each of his muscles and trousers. It was smart but the way the sleeves were rolled up until made it seem more casual. I wouldn't lie when I say he was attractive but then the tattoo on his wrist. Nemesis. It was permanent. Pretty reckless if you ask me.

How the hell did he manage to get a job in my corporation? Some sort of bribery had happened between Ade and Ser from him. He wore a smirk on his face and KI automatically understood that he knew that he would work a minimum of 2 weeks without being fired. Him and his stupid chiseled jaw.

I huffed and him noticing my annoyance smiled a little going away from the smirk that he wore.

"You're fired," I stated while making my way to the desk and began sitting down.

"You still have my service for 2 weeks," he said as he stood up.

"The tasks you're set to complete will be sent to you via e-mail. Other than that, your service is not needed today,"

He left. He got up and left. For once in his life, he left with no fucking noise. There was some sort of trick in this. It was too good to be true. He was set to organize meetings with me and some other owners but obviously like in most cases my secretary would come with me. I hope he doesn't invite himself.

Shit! I forgot I meant to see my secretary at least every day where we would sit down and talk about the meetings that would happen. This is the week that I needed my secretary the most since I was opening another hotel.

We had a corporate meeting in the morning and guess who had to attend besides me. Him. I took Adelina for granted when she did work for me. I wanted to run by the finance office beforehand to take a look at the stats and what they were. As always, I took the elevator. It dinged and as I walked in I saw him just staring at me. His eyes bored into mine but I stood the furthest corner away from him.

The sexual tension was strong. So fucking strong I hated it. It made me get all hot and humid in the elevator.

"What do you want since you're staring at me with no fucking self-dignity," I seethed through my gritted teeth."

"You. Just you," he said staring me down and suddenly he pulled the emergency stop button. The elevator halted roughly causing me to jolt my body.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?" I asked him with my jaws clenched seconds away from counteracting the paused movement in the elevator.

"Getting my girl back," he said while he grabs my hand and positions me with my back to one of the elevator side walls and him right opposite me.

Scarlett red eyes; I loved them. I couldn't help it and we were already in this position where the sexual tension between us was unbearable. So, I pulled the back of his head closer to mine while smashing my lips on his. God, he tasted amazing. This was the first time I've kissed him in forever where I am sober. Big surprise, eh.

He pulled out of the kiss and simply looked at me. Why did he do that? His cigar taste was one I would never be able to get bored of; it just left me addicted and wanting more than what I could have.

"Nem."

"Narc."

"Ask for it if you want it, Nem. Use your words," he whispered into my ear.

"Kiss me again," I said with a flame of hope enlightening.

"As you wish," he murmured and grabbed my legs wrapping them around his waist while he slammed me against the wall and kissed me. He pulled away and buried himself in the crook of my neck. I threw my head back giving him more access to my neck.

His lips trailed down my neck giving small kisses everywhere, which erupted a pit of butterflies at the bottom of my stomach to go crazy. I wanted more. I needed more from him. Anyone could do this but no one would be able to make me feel like he does.

Holding the back of my neck with one hand, his other hand tugged on my hair slowly gliding his hand through each strand. Electric shock flew into my body fast. This needed to stop. Now,

"Stop," I murmured.

He instantly let go of me and tugged back at the emergency push button so that the elevator would carry on moving upward. I looked at him. He wasn't smug like the one before would be once he got what he wanted. When his gaze was finally upon me, he stared longingly.

"What?" I asked him while he stared at me.

"You look gorgeous, just like every other day," he said as he walked out of the elevator doors. A stomach feeling caused me to take a deep breath, pretending to the core that he didn't affect me in any way. I have no clue why I told him to stop. I really wish he didn't but he values consent and that is honestly one of the most attractive traits on a man.

I walked out of the elevator on the next floor down towards the finance office, enquiring them about the budget. It took me a while but we got there in the end and it's printed and now I needed to head up to the meeting.

I entered the room with Kylie besides me. She was head of finance, informing me of all her decisions at the moment. Serephina was sitting on the right side of me and the left was Jax.

The meeting began as per the usual. All of the departments giving me a run in with what was occurring at the moment. Aleah in the design team gave me a run in with the design we were going for when we get land.

"We still need to get the land, ma'am," Louis spoke out.

"Yeah, I'm working on it by the end of the week," I spoke out.

"Mr. Martinez has land; shouldn't we strike a deal with him since he works for you now?"

"I'll discuss with him now. Meetings ended," I said with a tone that will not be defied so they took their folders and notebooks and left. The only people left in the boardroom was me, Serephina and Narc.

Ser got up and leaned into my chair saying, "Louis gave a valid point," and then left.

I was left there sighing, spinning on my chair and casting my gaze upon Narc. He was just looking at me innocently like he was doing nothing wrong. His notebook was open and evidently he had taken quite a fair bit of notes down.

I grabbed his notebook and read through it. Everything was accurate and real like he actually valued and wanted his job so much. A bit of shock overwhelmed me.

"You heard what they said,"

"I'll organise a meeting for us," he said while looking at me.

"What? Why not now?"

"Because right now I am your secretary I have to get back into character for the CEO of Martinez, baby," he smirked while looking at me. Him and that smirk! I would be lying if I said it didn't make my throat go dry but it did.

"No, it's not that difficult to do it now," I said, trying to avoid spending any extra time with him.

"You will want to dress fancy but not too fancy, Nem. It's a date."

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