The Taste of Seduction

Meredith had no idea what had changed between them or if he was just punishing her but she had gone through her work like a robot without any complaints. She wanted to applaud herself for being able to go through the week keeping her emotions in check when she was at work.

She couldn\'t say the same when she went home though. She would lie down on her bed and wondered if she had done anything wrong or if he was just not interested in her anymore? Had he found a new and more experienced sub?

Or perhaps she had gotten confident when he had come over to her house to cook for her and cuddle her? Was this his way of telling her that she shouldn\'t get too comfortable? Because at the end of the day, he would be her boss and nothing else?

So, this is how it felt when you get attached to someone and then suddenly lose them? Razor blades pierced through her chest at the memory of his voice, his touch and it has just been two weeks.

Just two weeks and it hurts so much. Now she knew why he kept warning her not to fall in love with him. Loving a guy like Atlas Martini would only result in tears and heartbreak.

Meredith hated how he looked unaffected and detached while she had her heart in pieces.

"Miss Rossi."

Meredith flinched at his harsh voice coming from the intercom and she sighed. Standing up, she flattened her red skirt down with her hands and walked towards his office. She knocked on the door and heard his deep voice.

As much as she hated to admit it, she missed him. She might see him everyday but she still missed him. He missed his smiles, missed his touch, missed him calling her his and pressing a kiss on her forehead, she missed being his angel.

"Come in." He replied coldly.

Meredith entered and saw him flipping through the documents and letters she had sent to him earlier. His tie was loosened and his sleeves were rolled up to his elbows elevating his toned arms. Her mind wandered to the feeling of having his finger inside her and she blushed sightly. Behave Merri, she scolded herself

Clearing her throat, she finally got his attention. He put the documents down and looked at her.

"Yes sir?" Meredith said, as she stood in front of him.

"Is this what I pay you for?!" The anger in his voice startled her. Meredith bit her lips to stop herself from saying anything she would regret later.

"Now tell me what you were thinking about that you have made such simple mistakes in the letter I told you to type?"

"I\'m sorry sir." Meredith started but he held his hand up silencing her up.

"I don\'t know what is going on with you but work on it. You work for me and when you came here you are supposed to devote your time focusing on your work. Do you understand?"

Atlas said flatly, raising his brows at her. Meredith didn\'t know what was wrong with him but she tried to comfort herself that the person talking to her right now was Mr. Martini and not her Atlas. Atlas wouldn\'t shout at her. Never.

"Did you hear what I just said?" He said, startling her back to the present.

"I..I\'m sorry sir. It wouldn\'t happen again." She whispered while she lowered her head.

Atlas nodded, "I hope so. Take care of yourself and work on whatever is distracting you."

He sounded brash but genuine concern was etched in his tone.

Meredith stiffened when she heard him, she looked up at him and nodded.

"Alright sir."

"Hope you have documents for travelling?" He questioned.

Huh? Why was he suddenly asking her that question?

"Yes, I do."

Atlas nodded, "Good, you can close early today after you are done making the changes in the contract. We are travelling out of the country tomorrow."

Meredith widened her eyes; this would be her first time travelling since she started working for him.

"Where are we going sir?"

"The Maldives"

Her eyes lit up in excitement. She has always wanted to visit the place. She had read about how romantic the place was in her books.

"A business associate of mine has invited me to attend a charity gala there and you would be going with me."

He muttered and leaned back in his chair staring at her.

"How many days?" Meredith inquired her voice thick with excitement.

"Three days."

Meredith nodded. Suddenly her smile morphed into a frown. She didn\'t have the clothes to wear to attend a gala and Sofia wasn\'t back yet. Even though she had received her salary two days ago, she didn\'t trust her judgement in fashion to select a dress by herself.

Also, the bad tension between them scared her. Was he going to be cold to her throughout the trip? If that happens, she doesn\'t think she would survive during the trip.

"What is wrong?"

Meredith blushed and shook her head, "Nothing Sir. Is there anything else you want me to do?"

"No."

"Okay, I will take my leave then."

Meredith went to back to desk. She continued typing but she suddenly paused. Her brows furrowed into a frown and her heart stuttered in her chest.

Wait..so she was travelling to a romantic island alone with her boss for three days? Her stomach flipped; she didn\'t know if it was out of fear or anticipation.