Page 6 of Bossed By the Orc

Fuck.

Chapter Four

Dristan

I don’t know if I can look without touching.

Looking had taken on a life of its own. I couldn’t pull my eyes from the little female. Three nights had gone by and she showed up at the same time, her uniform fitting a little looser and making me narrow my eyes at her.

I’d enjoyed the strain of her breasts and ass against the material and I resented the fact that she’d done something to change it, but why did she feel like she needed it? I had to admit, she looked more comfortable as she moved around the space outside of my office.

I hoped it had something to do with that and was annoyed that my staff hadn’t provided her with something custom-fitted in the first place. I rolled the personalized fountain pen that had been a birthday gift from my brother around on the table as I kept up my game of eye-tag with the female.

She couldn’t see me, since the glass was one-way, but every now and again, she’d look at the door. With very little deliberation on my part, I lifted my hand and shoved my coffee mug off of the desk. The loud shatter grated on my ears but it was worth it. I needed the female’s scent in my nose more than I needed the caffeine.

With purpose, I strode to the door, yanking it open. She startled from her position near Fionel’s desk and when her eyes met mine, the tiny ache that was building in my chest eased.

“My coffee spilled. Come clean it up.”

One of her eyebrows quirked up, but she didn’t rush toward me the way I expected her to. I double checked that she wasn’t wearing headphones—and repeated what I said. Slower this time. She moved back to what she was doing at Fionel’s desk.

“Did you hear me?” There was no keeping the snap of annoyance from my tone.

“Oh, I have this trick ear that only hears things below a certain decibel level.” She blinked at me before continuing conversationally instead of with the respect I expected. “I’ll get to it when I’m done here. In fact,” she added, turning with the sweetest fake smile I’d ever seen, “that office is on my list of off-limits spaces. So, I can give you the cart and you can handle it if you’d like.”

My temper spiked into danger level territory—something that didn’t happen often but seemed to inexplicably occur in front of this female more and more.

“It’s your job.” The words were gritted through my tusks and it was everything I could do to not grab the female and throw her over my shoulder. I needed to teach her respect and I needed to do it now.

“For all intents and purposes, sir,” she added on the term with something close to contempt, “I’m not allowed in there.”

“Is that your final answer?” I knew I was staring her down like prey. I could tell from the way her beautiful eyes widened. It was something I avoided doing near humans since it affected them in a different way than it did other beings.

Instead of moving away from me though, she stiffened her back and lifted her chin. A shiver of delight ran down my spine and through my cock. This one was feisty. She’d give as well as I did in bed, I could already tell.

Trying to shove that thought aside, I took a step forward, towering over her, savoring the scent that I’d been craving. Jasmine filled my lungs and I held in my groan by sheer force of will. I wanted it in my space, no needed it there before she left. Or else I’d be driven mad with lust. Not that I didn’t expect that to happen anyway. At least this would help and maybe I wouldn’t rub my cock raw as I stroked it like I had last night. Maybe.

“I said now.”

“And I said no,” she chirped, that icy smile never leaving her face. “I know it’s something you’re not used to hearing, but if you try to force me into your office when it’s not in my contract—”

“Your duties have been revised.” I took another step forward, almost delirious with her sweet scent while she stood her ground. I was nearly upon her, my chest almost touching hers.

And I wanted that so bad that I knew I was crossing lines with her. The only problem was that I couldn’t seem to bring myself to care.

“You’ll have full access to my office. In fact,” I added on, my eyes roaming over her gorgeous face, “I expect you to keep it as neat as a pin for me. Any insubordination will lead to termination.”

The flash of fear in her eyes unsettled me. I didn’t mean for her to be scared—I’d only meant to antagonize her further. When her eyes dropped from mine to the floor, instant regret filled me.

“Yes, sir.” The words were quieter now, more demure, and I wished I could take back what I’d said. I didn’t know anything about the female, but I needed to learn everything. It was an ache inside my chest.

She moved past me and entered my office, pushing the cart with her. The space was large, with two separate seating areas as well as my desk.

The female moved to my desk first, leaning down to sweep up the pieces of my broken mug before mopping up the mess. I felt like an idiot the entire time, just standing there, watching her, furious with myself.

I wanted to apologize, but I didn’t know how to start. I was fumbling around with words in my head when she started neatening the papers on my desk. Those were the only things out of place.

Fionel did an amazing job with keeping my office clean, I’d admit that, but I was the only one allowed to touch my files and papers. Until now it seemed.