Lethal. {manxman}

Chapter Two.

(Alessandro's name is pronouced: Al-eh-san-dro Vih-so-nah-ti)

Lethal: Ch. 2

My mouth went dry as my eyes widened at the finish of her words. "W-what?" I sputtered, hoping I heard something totally different. "What in the hell did you just say?" She winked at me and my blood went cold. All this time, my hopes were let down.

"No. No." I stood abruptly. "I don't want a job here anymore. I refuse to work for you guys." I left my briefcase and my portfolio on her desk in a rush to get away. I marched on the turn of my heels and stormed towards the door. It suddenly clicked all together: why she was being so vague when I asked her who was the CEO, why she didn't feel the need to interview me, why she acted like she knew me. It was weird how my sister was pestering me to land a interview here. She worked here and she always told me that she would never want to work in the same place as me.

Why was this place any different?

I opened the door and strutted down the hallway. My nerves were jumbled all over the place and I had the urge to flee. There's no way in hell I would work for that man! He was sin incarnate and I hate my father for putting him in my life. Nothing he has done was for the greater good of me.

I was a few feet away from the elevator and I was rapidly approaching it. I was a few minutes away from escaping and leaving this place behind. I was about to put my finger on the button to take me down, when a voice suddenly interrupted my thoughts and actions.

"Just where do you think you're going?"

That deep, crisp, dark, baritone voice sent chills all over my body and it sent me into a stop in my movement. That same smooth, raspy voice tinged with an Italian accent ran over my mind in a haze. That same sexy voice I heard for 19 years had the ability to do things to me. It also belonged to the very man I wanted to avoid.

Why now?

I was so close to leaving this place in the shadows. He just had to pop up now. I just needed to play this off.

"I was just leaving, sir." I mocked him in a gritted tone as I turned on the ball of my feet to face said man.

Dear Lord, time has done him well. Standing at 6'6, tall compared to my measly 6'0, I bit my lip as my eyes traveled to him and I felt my breath hitch in my lungs. Jesus help me please, this man was the same man I wanted so desperately to forget. This muscle packed, tanned skinned god was ruthlessly so beautiful. I stood there so transfixed as I watch his soft pink lips pull up into his signature smirk, his hazel eyes twinkling in mischief, and his dark hair tousled all over his head.

He was the very apparition of sheer power, domination and pure masculinity and I willed my mouth not to dry. 

This man was Alessandro Viconatti, the man I wanted I tried so hard to avoid. The man I hadn't seen for four years and I had my reasons for that.

"Don't be like that, Eli,"He said my name like a enriched enigma and I fought the urge not to sink to my knees at the tone of his voice. "Your sister begged me to give you this job." He walked towards me with a superiority like he had total authority over this place, which he did, considering he was the CEO.

Just who did he think he was giving me a job? I could've find a job anywhere! 

I was about to tell him what just what I thought but all of that was stopped when his thick arm wrapped around my waist and his hand landed on my navel. "How do you think she will feel when she finds out all her hard work has gone to waste?" He had leaned down and whispered that into my ear and I willed my self not to shiver or anything that would remind him of just how much he affected me.