Page 83 of The Skeikh's Games


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Miguel stood, walked over to Alissa and leaned against his desk. “Well,” he began, “it is really simple, I had to let my receptionist go and would rather promote from the inside than hire someone I do not know.”

The smile on his face told Alissa that there was more to it than that and she looked at him with suspicion. “Plus,” he continued, “I don’t mind having you close to me while I am at work.”

“Mr. Santos,” Alissa stood up and clenched her purse, “I think we need to talk. Whatever is going on has to stop.”

Miguel stepped closer to Alissa, “What has to stop Alissa?” he whispered barely grazing his lip across her ear lobe. Alissa’s breath caught in her throat. “I told you to call me Miguel,” he said as he placed his hands around her waist.

Alissa was shaking, she had never been this close to a man before and she was not sure if she should trust Miguel or be afraid of him. He seemed to be placing himself in every area of her life and she did not know if she was comfortable with it.

“What do you want from me?” she asked him sounding a bit harsher than she had wanted to.

Miguel looked at her as if she had hurt him. He sighed, “Why is it so hard for you to accept that I want you to be happy?” he said, pulling her close to him. “All you have to do is let me take care of you.”

Alissa’s eyes darted from side to side and her mind was spinning. “What does that mean?” she asked him softly.

Miguel nuzzled his face into her neck, “Just follow my lead and everything will be okay.”

“And if I don’t?” Alissa asked in almost a whisper.

Miguel looked up at her and smiled, “Well, that doesn’t matter does it,” he said to her, “Now go be a good girl and put your stuff on the desk outside of my office. I have a lot of work to get done and I am sure you can find something to keep you busy.”

Alissa felt as if she was lost, she felt as if she had awoken in some strange world where nothing was what it seemed. “I’m not finished talking about this,” she said as he removed his hands from her waist.

“But I am,” he said so sternly that it made her jump. Suddenly something clicked in her, causing her to nod and do as she was told. Alissa had never been submissive or dominant, she had never had a relationship and had no idea what role she would play in one. As she walked out of Miguel’s office and to her own desk, she began wondering what type of person she wanted to be.

She thought about the benefits of letting Miguel take control and there were a lot of them. He seemed like the type of man who was going to take care of her, but she had also heard rumors about him and she did not want to be just another notch on his belt.

Alissa sat down at her desk, turned her computer on and began getting everything organized when her computer beeped, she had an email. The email was from Miguel and it read:

I hope you understand the agreement that we have. I have attached a link to a website that I want you to look at. Please pick out the furniture that you want so that it is delivered by this weekend. I do not enjoy sitting on the floor. You should also order lunch for both of us. I will see you in my office at noon so we can discuss our plans for this evening.

As Alissa read the email she was stunned at how blunt Miguel was. The more she thought about it the more she was actually thankful for his bluntness. She had seen her friends go out with men and question everything about the relationship. At least Miguel was straight forward with her and was not playing any games.

She did as Miguel requested and picked out furniture for her new home. She also ordered lunch for the two of them. She had spent most of her morning picking out furniture, changing her mind several times about what she should get. At first she was only going to get the minimum amount, but then she decided that she was going to go for everything she could get. She emailed Miguel and told him she had made her decision and thanked him for being so nice to her. Within minutes the order was paid for. Alissa smiled as she thought about how beautiful the furniture would look in her new home.

At lunch time she took Miguel his lunch. She had ordered a simple burger and fries from a nice restaurant across the street. When she took the food to Miguel he smiled, “This is why I like you,” he laughed, “You keep things simple. Extravagance really is overrated.”

Alissa was not sure if she was supposed to take that as a compliment or if he was putting her down, but she just smiled and sat down at the table that was in his office.

“You said you wanted to talk,” she tried to change the subject.

“Yes,” he replied, “I know it is short notice, but there is a huge dinner tonight and I would like for you to come with me. Of course you are going to have to go buy a new dress, have your hair and nails done. You know, look like a lady.”

He had done it again and Alissa did not know if he even knew what he was doing. She looked at him, completely stunned at his lack of people skills and wondered if he got some type of joy from degrading others.

“Oh,” she said, smiling. She had decided that she was going to do whatever it took to make him happy, after all he had already done so much for her.

“Yes,” he continued, “After lunch I will need you to get started on that.” He winked as he talked and confused Alissa even more. He was an amazing creature that was beyond mysterious and she wondered if she would ever really understand him.

“Let me get this straight,” she said, looking him in the eyes, “I do what you say, let you pick out my clothes, work for you alone and you do all this nice stuff for me. What are you getting out of it?”

Miguel laughed loudly. “That is not exactly what I was thinking,” he said still laughing as he talked, “I thought I would be able to get to know you, to show you all the good things in life and maybe see where things go.”

Alissa could tell that she was starting to make him uncomfortable, but she needed whatever was going on between the two of them to be defined. She needed answers. A huge smile formed on her face as Miguel spoke to her. She loved how he was so commanding of every situation, but struggled with telling her that he actually had a crush on her.

Miguel stood and walked over to Alissa, taking her hand, he pulled her up to him. Alissa wrapped her arms around his neck and he looked down at her. “Unless you think I’m too old that is,” he grinned slyly at her.

Alissa shook her head and Miguel lowered his head pressing his lips against hers he kissed her gently. He pulled her close against his body, she could feel all of his muscles, even hear his heart beating. She tried her best to steady her breathing. It was her first kiss ever and she wanted to remember it forever, but she also did not want to let Miguel know that she had never been kissed before.

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