Beautifully Broken (18 page)

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The
next morning Ella is back in business mode. Dressed in a tapered black knee length
skirt and black blazer, her button up shirt has ruffles at the top that peek
out her blazer showing off her sophistication. She tries to pretend not to be
nervous as I drive us to work.

“There’s
no need to be nervous Ella you’ll be doing the same job.” I tell her trying to
ease her nerves.

“I
know but I just don’t want everyone thinking I’m in my position because I’m the
bosses girlfriend.” She sighs.

“They
won’t. Everyone will see how great you are at your job. If you like I could
always keep you home as my personal sex salve.” I joke, pleased with the small
smile that appears on her mouth. I turn into the underground parking deck and
pull my into my spot next to the elevator and guide Ella into the building with
a hand at the small of her back.

 “Is
this whole building Maddox-Fields security?” she asks looking around the large
twenty floor building.

“This
is Maddox Enterprises. I run most of my businesses out of this building. It’s
more convenient to be available to each company I run. That way I don’t spend a
majority of my day commuting all over Florida.” We take the elevator up to the eighth
floor, which opens up to a large reception area.

“Liam,”
Lillian rises from behind her desk giving me a kiss on each cheek, “I prepared
everything as you instructed and this must be Ella.” She says beaming at Ella.
Lillian’s is only in her mid forties but gives off a motherly air.

“I’m
Lillian. I’ll be your receptionist. Whatever you need all you have to do is
press the red button on your phone and it’ll intercom you to me.” Lillian is
still holding Ella’s hand and she looks a little overwhelmed by Lillian’s
cheerful persona.

“Thank
you Lillian, I’m sure we’ll get along fine.” Lillian finally releases Ella’s
hand, hurrying to answer the ringing phone behind her.

I
guide Ella down the corridor into the door at the end of the corridor. She gasps
as soon as she crosses the threshold. An array of computers runs on both sides of
the office and in the middle a large black desk. She walks across the plush
gray carpeting and faces me.

“Liam
this is too much. What did you do give up your office for me?” she ask in wide
eyed amazement.

 I
laugh at her astonishment, “No this office was actually empty. The head of our
IT department left six months ago. Richard Harris, one of our specialists, has
been acting as head since then.”

“You
want me to head the department?” excitement flickers in her eyes.

“I
knew you’d be perfect for this position. This department is a much larger
operation than you’re used to though. Each company has its own IT specialists on
different floors but you’ll be managing all of it from up here. It’s your own
personal hub.”

“I
hope you realizes this means a lot of late nights and weekends until I get
assimilated here?” she pats my chest knowing I won’t agree to her not being
available to me.

“Harris
will catch you up on all the software and hardware we use here. You don’t need
to absorb everything all at once. I expect you home when I get there Ella.” I
warn her. Her arms encircle my neck pulling closer, her lips touch mines
briefly.

“Thank
you for this Liam. Now get out before my boss fires me for fooling around at
work.” she giggles making her way behind her new desk.

“My
office is on the top floor.” I place a security card on her desk. “Use this in
the elevator and you’ll gain access to my floor.” She’s tucks the card in her
purse as I turn to leave.

Isabella

The
thrill I feel learning of my new job description jars me. I had always felt
comfortable in my position in Chicago. It’s not until Liam offered me this position
that I realized how excited I am by the challenge. Mid morning Richard Harris
sticks his head into my office as way of introduction and I invite him in. He’s
young maybe 24, lean and tall with unruly black hair. He personifies the sexy
geek look with his thick black glasses. He smiles warmly at me as he runs
through all each departments and the systems they use.

After
an hour and a half in my office he takes me on a tour of the very large
building. I meet about fifty IT specialists throughout the tour, everyone is unexpectedly
warm and welcoming. Rich guides me with a hand at the small of my back into the
data room. The high tech hardware isn’t anything I’m not accustomed to but it’s
stimulating to be around such an extensive system.

My
phone buzzes as the door shuts behind us. I open the text from Liam surprised
he’s waited this long to contact me.

MAKE
SURE HARRIS KNOWS UR MINE!!

Shouty
letters, really?

He’s
being very professional, not everyone wants me Liam. Shouty text not necessary

Rich
quickly runs through which servers run with which systems before grabbing my
hand and exiting the room. We ride the elevator back up to our floor.

“You’re
a really bright woman Isabella. It’s nice to have someone on my level here.” he
says as we exit the elevator.

“Thank
you Rich but so are you maybe this position should’ve been yours.” I feel a
little guilty for coming here and taking the position that should rightfully been
his.

“No
you’re perfect for the position. I think we’ll learn from each other.” He says
with a genuine smile.

“I
know we will.” I say as we reach my office. “Thanks for the tour.”

“Anytime,
maybe we’ll do lunch next week.” He says cocking his eyebrow.

“Sure,”
lunch with Rich will be fun. He’s young, smart and we have a lot in common.

He
grabs one of my hands with both of his and rubs it gently. He releases my hand
with a wink making his way down the hall to his office.

My
phone buzzes angrily in my pocket as if portraying Liam’s anger. I pull it out
and see three texts this time.

Why
the fuck is he caressing ur hand

He
wants u Ella, I see it in his eyes

Is
he gonna b a problem cause I can get rid of him

Jeez
and I thought I had jealousy issues. Watching me through security cameras is
borderline stalker. I grab my purse out my desk and head for the elevator. I
slide the key Liam gave me in the slot and the car starts to approach the top
floor. The doors slide open and the first thing I see when the doors slides
open is Liam scowling at me. He grabs my arm pulling me through the large
reception area. The two women behind the large oval shaped reception desk
glance at me curiously. Behind them is a large glossy dark wood partition. Liam
pulls me behind the partition and through two large shaded glass doors that
slide open automatically. He pushes a button as soon as we enter. I assume it’s
a lock for the doors.

In
his office I stop short pulling my arm from his grasp. This is not an office
it’s a living space, it must be at least 1000 sq ft. Four large pillars make a
pathway to a huge glossy mahogany desk. It’s presence in the room is as
intimidating as the man who occupies it. The room also has a wet bar, a large
dining table and a sofa seating area. The dark slate walls are a huge contrast
to the fluffy cream carpets. The wall to wall windows work at brightening the
dark office and the view of the cityscape and ocean are fantastic from up here.

“Do
I need to do something about Harris?” Liam questions me.

“Baby
that’s ridiculous. Rich is good at his job and it’s hard to find someone as
smart as him.” I wrap my hands around his neck running them up and down the
nape of his neck, trying to ease the tension I feel building there. I pull his lips
to mine kissing him softly. He closes his eyes and huffs out a breath. I knew
that a simple reply text would never alleviate his agitation, he needs this
contact. Needed to feel our connection was not broken by my interaction with
another man.

“You
turn me into a deranged man. I hate to see other men trying to take what’s
mine.”  he whispers against my lips his breath cool and minty.

“Nobody
can take me from you.” I say loving the texture of his hair against my fingers.
“I’m yours. You have me.” I reassure him, kissing him deeply. His arms tighten
around me as his tongue tangles with mine. His taste is intoxicating and I get
lost in him immediately. In moments were panting heavily and my fingers are
rapidly fumbling at his belt buckle. He places a hand over mine breaking our
kiss.

“I
have a meeting in…” he glances at his watch. “Ten minutes” he warns shaking his
head to dissuade me but the bulge underneath my fingers is begging me to
continue.

“I’ll
be done in less than five,” I say dropping down to my knees smirking up at him.
I quickly pull his pants down followed by those sexy skin tight boxer briefs.
His strong masculine smell hits me instantly causing liquid to pool between my
legs.

He
smells so delicious. I reach out and envelope him in my hand, his skin hot and
velvety. My small hand is barely able to circle his girth. My tongue flicks across
the slit at the head of his cock and he jolts as though I electrocuted him. I
circle the bulging head with my tongue savoring his flavor mingling with my
saliva. I thrust as much of him into my mouth as possible adding suction around
the head. His eyes close right before he throws his head back.

His
hand grips my head as his hips begin to rotate, thrusting into my mouth in a
clockwise motion. My hand massages the remainder of his beautiful cock urging
him to release his pleasure into my mouth. His hips buck one more time and his
knee begin to buckle as hot streams of Liam flavored liquid fill my mouth. I
feed on him greedily. Surprised by how much pleasure I feel by just the taste
of him on my tongue. He drops to his knees in front of me once I release him
from my mouth. He grabs my face kissing me deeply. He leans his forehead
against mine looking into my eyes emoting.

“God
I love you,” he proclaims in the silent room. He leans back on his heels
shaking his head amazed at me, at us. He rises up pulling his pants up and
pulling me up after him. He makes his way through a door next to his desk
leaving me to explore his office. I end up behind his desk sitting in his huge
leather chair. I feel powerful in this chair. This is the chair of a man who
has the world at the palm of his hand the only thing missing in his life was a special
woman. I hope he found that in me because the addiction to him I’ve developed
is incurable.

I
stare at his stalker vision, that’s the large screen he uses to watch me on, a
little annoyed that most of the small squares on the screen are set to my
floor. He comes back into the office wearing a new suit looking unruffled. He
walks to the bar grabbing a water and offers me one. I refuse wanting to keep
his taste in my mouth a little while longer.

“You
keep a change of clothes here?” I ask admiring the sexy three piece suit he
changed into.

“I
have a closet full of clothes here.” He chugs the water his Adams apple bobbing
with each swallow. My goodness the man can turn me on by drinking water. Curious
I walk through the door he came out of seconds ago. I’m taken aback by the
discovery of a mini suite. A small dressing area with clothes for every
occasion lined on each side of the wall leads into a larger room with a king
sized bed. The crisp white furniture is a shock to my eyes coming from his gothic-like
office. He’s a dark man and his tastes reflect that, this room however is not
at all like the rest of his places. The ensuite is almost as extravagant as the
one in his condo. I feel his presence behind me before I turn, his presence
always commanding my attention. He wraps his arm around me, kissing my temple.

“I
wish I had time to throw you on that bed and finish what you started.” He says
looking at the bed longingly.

“As
I recall I did finish what I started,” my expression challenging him to argue
my point. He throws his hands up in defeat.

“And
you finished me off superbly.”

“What’s
with you having an apartment in your office?” I ask curiously.

“Before
you came here I spent a lot of time at work. I didn’t have much to go home to
so I would crash here when I worked late.” 

A
beep sounds over a speaker somewhere and his receptionist announces his one
o’clock is here. He walks me to the door holding our hands intertwined. I place
a kiss on his cheek before I leave through the sliding doors. This time the
receptionist smiles politely at me as I walk towards the elevator.

Lillian
greets me cheerfully back in my office. I’ve usually been really annoyed by
giddy women but her maternal air calls to me. She talks me into going out to
lunch with her and half an hour later we’re laughing over oysters on a half
shell at this place called Charley’s crab. Yes a crab joint, she brought me
here without knowing my weakness for crabs. I may have made a friend for life.
Lillian is fun and easy going and her beauty radiates from within.