Chapter 5
I got up early in the morning and took a shower then dressed myself in a forest green long-sleeved bodycon that ended mid-thigh, with a matching jacket on top.
I wore some matching shiny pointy heels before curling my chestnut locks. After spritzing some perfume, I took a small light green bag and left my room.
A part of me believed that Yves actually was in my room last night, but he was probably very stealthy. I couldn't stop thinking about the hazy moment; his warm breath against my neck. Imaginary breath, needless to say.
I walked down the stairs to where an early morning breakfast had already been set up. Aiden was already settled in a chair, scrolling through his phone while stuffing some fruit salad into his mouth. No wonder he was so fit.
"Island, just in time for breakfast." He said without looking up, as if sensing my presence.
"For the last time, it's Isla and yes, I'm just in time." I settled down before taking a plate and serving myself.
"Do you know that your name is actually Scottish, and is derived from the word Island?" He remarked in a 'matter of fact' tone.
"Yeah whatever, it's good you did your own research." I shrugged carelessly.
"You look hot again. Why do you do this to me?" He scowled whilst eyeing my body.
"You're the one that bought the clothes, not me." I smirked.
"I wasn't expecting you to be this gorgeous. I didn't even expect you to look like a model," he sucked his teeth in annoyance as I faked a laugh.
"Well that's too bad isn't it? I totally wasn't thinking about taking a catwalk in one of those lingerie pieces you got-"
"Yves will kill you. And then, he will kill me, and I'm not yet ready to die. Especially for you." I laughed at his statement.
"Well at least it means reduced expenditure," I eyed all the food he was eating and he gave me a glare.
"Stop that nonsense. He needs me, you, need me." He pointed his fork in my direction as I smirked.
"Fine, whatever you say Aiden. I'm about to leave anyway," I tilted my head and a smirk returned to his lips.
"I've decided to drive you. I didn't go as early as expected," Aiden gave me a cocky smile.
"No thank you Aiden. My chauffeur is waiting-"
"Now now Island, calm your tits. I dismissed him because I am taking you." He smirked again as my lip twitched. I had the sudden urge to punch him so hard he'd never wake up again.
"Hmm, that's so nice of you isn't it?" I faked another smile before gulping my fruit juice down.
"Absolutely. Hence why everyone loves me," he patted his muscular chest while pride and I snorted.
"They're not telling you the truth," I burst out laughing again and he rolled his eyes, calmly slipping on his dark Dior glasses and getting up.
"You should actually take it as a compliment that I like you," he slung his arm around my shoulder, his designer perfume filling my nostrils.
"Even if you didn't, I'd survive." I said bluntly as he placed his head on top of mine. "I curled my hair, stop," he chuckled at my statement.
"Your hair feels too soft." I sighed heavily as he stroked it gently.
"I'll just shave my head and give it to you then. Looks like you need it," that statement made his head jerk in shock.
"How dare you Island? My hair is perfectly fine and healthy," Aiden ruffled his own silky hair. He was right. It shone perfectly in the bright sun and it was rich.
"Yeah, I know, I wanted to annoy you." I smirked whilst slipping out of his grip.
I could see some of the maids outside eyeing me with jealousy and envy. Aiden was extremely attractive after all and had looks that could send the entire female population worshipping at his feet. Except me.
He opened the door for me and I slipped gracefully into the luxurious navy blue car. I couldn't help but feel the soft expensive leather under my skin, it was so satisfying.
"You should ask me nicely to drive you more often if you like it that much," he smirked as he caught me inspecting the neon blue radio with awe.
"It just brings back memories. I used to have my own Lambo," I smiled as he scoffed loudly.
"You can't be hallucinating so early in the morning Island. Was it in your dreams?"
"In real life. You can Google me if you like," I waved my hand and before I could say anything else, Aiden slipped his phone out and typed frantically.
"Woah! You had the latest model before it was even officially released. Who are you?" He gasped whilst scrolling further.
I just laughed nervously, as he scrolled further. My body secretly tensed as he obliviously viewed a picture of me and my parents. I could feel the tears brimming in my eyes as I turned my head away.
"Let's get going Aiden. We don't want to be late," I interrupted and thankfully, he didn't protest. I knew he had questions, but I couldn't answer them at the moment.
I stared out at the buildings and vegetation as he weaved through the traffic professionally. We finally arrived at the Nicholson Headquarters and I pushed myself out of the car almost immediately.
Aiden walked with me, his arm around my shoulders as usual as he told me about some of the people that we passed by.
"Betty is bitchy. If you want your mood to get spoiled, just comment on her artificial hair. I wonder why Yves hasn't fired her yet," he pointed at a furious-looking woman who kept staring at all the other gorgeous girls around her. As if feeling our gaze, she turned her eyes to us, specifically me. I quickly averted my own gaze away from her.
We made it up to the last floor in no time at all and Aiden unlocked Yves' office door for me. He beckoned me and to my surprise, Yves was not present anywhere but his delicious scent triggered my memory.
I could imagine his wet mouth on me, that hot breath in between my legs. I should probably attend therapy.
"He left you a task to do here," he took some stapled papers and handed them to me. "We got your biometrics too so you can go for lunch then come back. Just don't unlock for anyone, alright?" I nodded at his statement.
"Wait, how did that?" I eyed him suspiciously.
"Ask Yves. He's the mastermind behind it," Aiden shrugged with a glint of playfulness in his eyes.
"Fine. Thanks, you can leave now," I moved to the table as he gasped again.
"You are really chasing me from my brother's office? You have nerve Island." He shook his head.
"Unless you want to do some paperwork too," I waved the thick documents enthusiastically at him.
"Nah. I'll see you later." Aiden winked before leaving. I sighed to myself before checking my tasks.
I worked as fast as possible, organizing the mount of documents that needed sorting and editing. He had also left the laptop and gave me the task of creating presentations of over one hundred slides. It was a strenuous job, and I was starting to feel my back ache from bending my head.
"Oh my goodness, that chair looks comfortable." I eyed Yves' large chair longingly whilst stretching my painful back.
I briefly checked my watch and when I realized that he wasn't going to be here in the next two hours, I strolled over to it and carefully placed my tiny frame in it.
I barely took up half of the space which made me wonder just how large Yves was. I felt like a dwarf in it, but damn was it comfortable.
His ocean fragrance surrounded me as I leaned back with my eyes closed. I had removed my jacket as well. My backache had long disappeared and I could feel my eyes drooping slowly. I didn't fight it either.
"Paradise. How does he manage to stay awake in this chair?" I muttered to myself whilst snuggling and sinking deeper into the soft, velvety leather.
"Is this how you behave when your boss is away, Isla?" I nearly jumped at the sonorous voice and opened my eyes.
I gasped audibly as I looked at the giant before me. The color drained from my face and I felt my heart beginning to race like never before.
I couldn't help but feel very insignificant, wondering if he was human or a different species. He looked to even have the ability to squash me like a minuscule bug.
"Y-Yves." I looked mortified, a sheepish smile slowly etching onto my face despite my nervous state.
When he started walking towards me, I covered my eyes in fear as quickly as possible. He was surely going to fire me. I was going to be poor again.
His aquatic scent was powerful around me and I could tell he was close to me. I could feel the heat and the static from him being right next to my body.
"Open your eyes Isla," I shivered as his deep voice rumbled in my gut.
I peeked through the small crack in between my fingers and blushed as I saw him bent down, looking straight at my face. His grey eyes danced with amusement as he gazed into my hazel ones.
"I'm sorry Yves. My back was really sore and the chair looked tempting," he shook his head whilst suppressing a smile from appearing on his perfect lips. Lips that I wanted to bite.
"It's fine. You can stay in there," he smirked.
"I'm obviously tiny because you are so gigantic. Are you, real?" I questioned whilst dropping my hands to my laps. That was stupid. That was such a fucking stupid question to ask.
Nevertheless, Yves stood up to his full height and my mouth gaped as I looked up at him. He looked to be a god as he stared down at me as if I were an ant, or more like nothing.
"I don't know what to tell you, but you can make your assumptions," he shrugged carelessly as I huffed. "Have you finished your tasks or are you still in the process?"
"I'm finished. I prepared your presentations, put each paper into its file and all." He nodded as though he were impressed.
"Great. I'm heading out again but take this and go for lunch or whatever, it's none of my business what you do." He handed me a dark card before continuing, "just be home by five pm, no excuses." He gave me a firm look and I nodded.
"Fine. See you later," he turned to walk out and I couldn't help but ogle his defined back muscles.
Worse still, he wasn't wearing a jacket so the white shirt he was wearing gave me a slight view of his rigid, rippling pure muscles as he moved across the room in swift strides. Damn he had such impeccable beauty.
"Wait." His body immediately tensed despite my tiny voice. "What time are you returning?" I questioned innocently.
"Anytime I like but I will know it if you don't return home at five, so don't even think about it." And with that, he walked out of the office, his scent lingering in the entire room.