Dominant Woman Looking for Love - Chapter 14：Do everything as instructed.

Being careful not to panic, I ask him calmly, “What are you talking about…? Did you say something bad about me to Mr. Hille?!”

After studying my face, Jett runs his hand through his hair. “No, of course not. Even if I did, I wouldn’t tell someone I barely know.”

He grins, and I cross my arms in response, looking unimpressed.

Hah! Maybe I should take back my proper assessment of him.

“I’m just kidding. But seriously, though, you’ve gotten better at hiding your emotions.” His hand was about to touch my face, but I shove it away gently using my own.

“Don’t. We’re working.” I cough and clear my throat.

“I mean, even if we’re not at work, you shouldn’t be doing something like that so casually. It’s extremely unprofessional. You don’t see other people doing that type of stuff with co-workers in this building, do you?”

Jett’s eyes narrow.

I’ve never acted this way with him ever, so he’s probably pretty confused at the moment.

“So it’s okay if I do it seriously then…?” His brows arch as he moves closer to me, exuding a type of aggressiveness that would generally turn most women on.

Out of proximity and embarrassment, my heart starts beating wildly.

The almost unbearably enticing scent of his cologne doesn’t help slow down my out of control pulse when it’s in such complete harmony with his skin.

Narrowing my own eyes in response, the sound of distinct frustration and an ever so slight tinge of fear in my voice makes him snap out of his trance. “Mr. Harland…”

This fear isn’t because I’m worried about what he’s doing. It’s because I’m concerned about something else.

“I don’t know what it is you’re expecting Mr. Harland, but we’re not in a relationship, nor am I interested in being in one, when all I want to do is to focus on my career. You’re unreasonable!”

A flash of hurt that flits across his hazel eyes is hard to miss when he moves away from me.

I feel horrible for saying this so bluntly, but I need to put a stop to it before it’s too late.

I can’t bear to be rejected by anyone else ever again.

This rings even truer if there’s also the slightest possibility that Jett would!

I know he has feelings for me, and clearly, I do too, but there are things about myself that are just too hard to accept by most men.

I’ve already been through too MANY heartaches because of this.

The only reason I’ve been able to deal with it so far is that despite everything I went through… I already knew since a long time ago that the only one who could TRULY break me… would be Jett.

I won’t be able to bear it.

There’s no way I could.

A knock on the door puts a stop to my racing thoughts. “Ah! Finally found you, Ms. Ral- Oh… So-Sorry, am I interr-”

“No, it’s alright. What is it, Ms. Calthen?” I ask the Secretary with some urgency in my voice.

“… Sorry for the short notice, but there’s going to be an informal gathering tonight for all the clients and managers who work at Intoxis Entertainment. They’ve reserved a huge hall at xx down xx street. It’s going to be at 7:30 pm. It’s mandatory for Ms. Raley and Mr. Harland to attend. CEO’s orders.” Secretary Ms. Calthen meekly explains.

“Thank you, Ms. Calthen. Mr. Harland and I will be there.” Both of us give her a brief nod; she looks over her checklist and marks us in. Ms. Calthen apologizes again and leaves.

Breathing out a long sigh, I glance towards Jett again. “Jett, I don’t know if things are confusing for you because of the way we… separated at the airport. But, that happened a long time ago and… Well, anyway, I’m going back to the office as I still have so much to do. I am going to be handling two people right off the bat. I still need to talk to Ms. Revales about who I’ll be managing and will be very busy.”

It’s painful to look at him in the face, but I force myself to. “… You still need to go back to your office and organize all those files, scan the contracts and enter all the data into the system. Not to–”

Jett cuts me off, “… I still remember everything. Don’t worry. I’ll do everything as instructed.”

“… Okay. I’ll come by to your office later to check on things then.” I answer, awkwardly.

We both get out of the office; it’s almost painful to breathe in the same space as him. Then we take the elevator to get to the 23rd floor and go our separate ways.

He’s most likely out of earshot, but I still sigh inwardly and clench my fists as I make my way to CEO Honey Revales’ office.