[Twelve]

|Chapter 12|

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I woke up this morning thinking of making Elara some breakfast but, of course, she's already up cooking for us.

She's by the stove looking sexy as hell in a red satin robe. I observe that her hair is back to its curly state and love it. I creep up behind her, gently grabbing her waist. She jumps from the sudden touch but, gradually melts into me.

"Good morning," I greet her placing my lips on her neck.

She pushes my face away. "Move Emilian, I know what you're doing," she tells me trying to give me a stern look, but I could tell she's trying not to smile.

"What am I doing?" I say cluelessly.

She glares at me but fails to intimidate me. She just looks adorable.

"Alright, alright I'll sit by the island and wait," I give up.

"Thank you, and good morning to you too. How did you sleep?" she asks me.

"Good actually, knowing that I'll wake up to see you this morning," I answer honestly.

She turns away from the stove grinning, "You're so cheesy."

"Yet you still like me, don't you?," I tease her.

I see a blush appear on her face, "Shut up. Your distracting me."

"Alright, I'll just reply to emails whiles you do your thing," I tell Elara and I do just that. I don't know why I receive so many emails every day, and these are just the ones that Elara claims are important.

I answer most of them, letting them know that my assistant will contact them with a meeting date and time. I look up after ten minutes to see she's done and just adding some fruit.

She walks over to me with the plates in hand, focusing on trying not to drop them. She places them down on the table and rushes back towards the kitchen.

"Where are you going?" I ask.

"I forgot the drinks. Do you want me to make you

a cup of coffee or is orange juice fine?"

"Do you even know how to make coffee?" I ask smiling with my eyebrows raised.

She blushes, "No, but I have to learn eventually." Damn this woman is amazing. She's willing to learn how to make coffee just for me.

"Come here."

She strolls towards me and I pull her between my legs making her straddle me. I rest my hand on her butt, rubbing it gently. "Thank you, baby," I tell her and place my hands around her neck gently, pulling her down to my lips.

I give her a slow, soft kiss before pulling away from her.

She looks down at me biting her lips, "I thought we were taking it slow Mr."

"We are, but how do you expect me not to kiss you after watching you cook for me in this very seductive red robe." I look down at her body intensely then back to her eyes.

She covers her face and mumbles, "Why are you looking at me like that?"

"There's no need to be shy around me," I smirk removing her hands. "And I'm looking at you because of your undeniable beauty."

I peck her lips once more and tap her butt signaling her to stand up, so she can sit down comfortably and eat breakfast. We need to get dressed to head to the office.

We wrap up breakfast after about 30 minutes and head upstairs to our rooms.

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I don't know what has gotten into Emilian this morning but I think I like it. He's so affectionate and kind of obsessed with touching me. I'm flattered but, damn a girl needs her space.

I put on something simple today because we are only going to prepare for the meeting tomorrow with administration, senior managers, and a possible new company partner. Nobody else would be in the office beside us today.

Emilian is making a big decision to expand the company, therefore he wants everyone else to be involved.

"Elara come on! We have work to do," he shouts from downstairs. I can tell he's in his work mode and I find it super sexy.

"Coming! Just let me grab my purse and laptop." I quickly walk downstairs and he pulls me in, kissing me on the side of my head.

"Alright, let's go." We enter the elevator and he presses the L for the lobby.

"Emilian can I dri-."

"No," he says sternly.

"But why? I can drive perfectly fine."

"Why would I let my woman drive when I'm fully capable of doing so. That's my job."

"Your woman huh?" I asked attempting to hide a growing smile.

"Yes baby," he pecks my lips and looks down at his phone. The elevator door opens and he walks ahead of me.

When we get to the car, he opens my door then got into the driver's side.

On our way to the office, his hands remain on my thigh the whole ride. We have to talk about this physical touch thing.

I know a lot of girls like the touching and clinginess, but too much physical contact can drive me crazy especially when I'm in a bad mood. I'll probably bring it up to him later because I feel like that's something we should communicate about.

I remove his hands from my thigh and he immediately turns to me with a worried look, "What's wrong?"

I smile at him, "Nothing, just pay attention to the road."

He still looks at me unsure. "I said I'm fine Emilian," I assure him.

When we arrive at his office, I ask him where the conference room is and he leads me there.

"I'll be in your office in a few, I just want to set up a few things," I tell him wanting some privacy.

"Alright love."

"You can't call me that at work," I remind him.

"But we're alone," he shrugs.

"It doesn't matter because if you don't start now, then you will slip up Mr. Moldovan, and we don't want that."

He chuckles, "Understood, Miss Suave." I am left alone in the room.

I set up the projector and run through the PowerPoint we are presenting. I then put names by each seat to indicate where the individuals will be sitting. After making sure everything is perfect, I look at my phone to see that I spent 3 hours in here. It's terrifying how fast time flies by.

Right now I'm just going down the list of my daily tasks. There's a soft knock on the door indicating Emilian's presence. I glance up to see he is leaned against the door looking stressed as hell but, still sexy.

"Hello Sir, do you have a job for me to do?"

"Not exactly." He observes the changes in the room momentarily, "I like what you did in here. But um, I thought you were going to come to my office when you were done?"

"Oh, I decided to stay in here since I already have all of my materials to work on. You don't mind, do you?"

"No it's fine, I was just wondering. Carry on," he dismisses himself and his face holds an emotion I can't identify.

By 5:00 p.m. I'm done with work and I head to his office. I open the door to see him sitting in his chair with stress and exhaustion radiating off of him.

Walking behind his chair, I gently massage his tense shoulders. "You know that you can always send me extra work right? You don't have to do it all by yourself," I say softly.

"It's not just the workload love but, we'll talk about this after we've eaten dinner," he looks up forcing a smile.

"Come on let's go." He takes both of our belongings and drives off without saying another word.

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"Can you help me with the plates," I ask because I can't reach them.

"Yeah, I'm coming."

We sit down on the couch, say our grace, and begin watching television as we eat.

I can sense that he is distant and in deep thought. I take his plate and mine, placing both on the coffee table.

"I can tell something is up. What's on your mind?"

"Are you happy?" I'm suddenly taken aback by his question.

"What do you mean? Yes, of course, I am. What makes you think that I'm not?" I take his hand and squeeze it gently.

"You've denied my touch, and my presence today and I don't know why but, I assume you have a perfect reason. But I do wonder am I too much? Do you want me to back off a bit? Because I can," he says sadly.

I pull him into a hug and just hold him. I can tell someone has left him or hurt him before. I'll ask him about it later. It hurts to see that I made him feel this way.

"Emilian don't blame yourself, it's completely my fault. I know how you are with affection and physical touch and it's something I usually don't do. I get a bit grumpy if I don't have a certain amount of personal space or time to myself.

But, with you, I love it so much, although at times it can get overwhelming. However, I do acknowledge that it's immensely important to you to be close and hold me so, just give me time to get used to it," I explain smiling at him softly.

"Baby, you should have told me earlier. I don't want to make you uncomfortable."

"It's ok," I comfort him smiling. "I love the affection most of the time...like right now," I smirk and rub my hand up and down his chest.

I lean forward and kiss him softly as his hands roam my lower body. I move away and he groans pulling me back in. He hungrily kisses me and I laugh into the kiss pushing him back once again.

"Oh my gosh, I underestimated you. You're so damn annoying," I say giggling.

"What can I say? I am completely and utterly infatuated with you."

"Oh really? I couldn't tell," I reply jokingly. "Come on let's finish dinner so we can head up to bed."

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I don't really like this chapter but here it is lol.

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