17 | Commanding Temptations
Emerald's POV
"Let's go inside?" He asked, letting my hand go. I cleared my throat, completely flustered by the intensity we both shared for each other.
"O-of course, Your Highness." I replied and he walked first before I followed him behind. Charm caught my gaze upon her and I knew she wanted to ask what just happened. She never saw me have any exchange such as what Max and I shared whenever I had a client. Just by the looks of her, she knew something was going on behind the curtains.
"Not now, Charm." I whispered to her the moment she got close to me. She quickly nodded, understanding the situation and we silently followed the prince to my conference room. Once we arrived, another Swedish man came to open the doors while someone already inside the room announced our arrival. Everyone was silent and I was curious as to how Max can command the room without even lifting a finger or telling them what to do.
"Your Highness." My employees who were working for me stood from their seats and greeted the Prince. Some curtsied, some took a bow while the others just tried to get themselves together by doing a mix of both actions making them look silly.
"I would like to thank each and everyone of you for helping the Crown have another symbolic representation of our country. By all means, we will provide you with the utmost care and respect for taking on such a challenging task at such a short notice." He spoke so eloquently and everybody listened, including me.
"Let us know what you need and we will provide it. Thank you for the hard work." He smiled at the end of his short speech and everybody clapped, including me. Dio! He's a stuff of dreams. Speaks like he has done it since birth, has the confidence that I couldn't fathom to have, the dominance I yearned to taste, and the charm I wanted to drown into for days. I shouldn't be surprised. He's the prince after all. But, he's only human. Not some sort of immaculate divinity that has no flaws. He must have flaws.
"I will be with you for the next couple of days. The Queen has assigned me to look after the creation of the Crown. I expect you all to be at your best." He commanded and everyone gave a firm yes to him.
"Alright! Thank you for giving me the time to share the news with you. I will be leaving you with your boss." He smiled at me and I waved at him proudly.
"Thank you, Your Highness. Well, since we are ready to start the production of the most significant crown we will make in the company, prepare to have the torture of your lives because I will be with you through the process. Let's go!" The whole team laughed before applauding, clearly excited at the next step of our most important project ever to date in the history of CORONA. The team proceeded on going to the laboratory, everyone chattering, talking about the project with excitement sparking in their eyes. Clearly, they wanted to be a part of history and I couldn't be prouder to have the team I have chosen to work with.
"Can I have a word with you in private, Em?" The prince came to my side, his voice a whisper to my ear giving me goosebumps that sparked heat down my core.
"Oh! Of course." I smiled. I waved at everyone to start working on the crown.
"Show this to the team, Charm. They know what to do. I will be there shortly." I instructed her and she nodded, taking the file from me.
"Of course, miss. No problem."
"Let's go to my office." I gestured for him to go first since it is customary for a royal to walk first before anyone else.
"Let's go." His husky voice came as a surprise the way he grabbed my hand and pulled me by his side.
"Maximus!" I gasped feeling his hand snake around my waist, holding me close to him. He didn't say anything as he took me to my own office. The hallways were abandoned, leaving me with him in a state of ecstasy.
"What are you doing?" I breathed out. We finally reached my office and he swiftly moved like a slither of silk, brushing against my skin in a way that made me breathless.
"Max!" I gasped once again. My beating heart raced faster. He slammed me against the door the moment we entered the office. Both of his hands rested beside my face, leaning against the mahogany doors. I pressed myself against the door, overwhelmed by the sudden turn of events. His ocean blue eyes turned dark, pupils dilating while he eyed me up and down.
"You have no idea how hot you are when you are speaking." He growled. A hot blush shot to my face making me feel the rush of the sudden seduction he had on me. The way his stubble made a dangerous shadow to his already dominating aura made me breathless. I squirmed.
"Max. We're in the office. Someone might come in here." I tried to be sane. My judgment was beginning to be clouded over by my desire to have him right there and then. I noticed one of his hands caress me downwards; from my hot cheek, to my arm down to my chest. I shuddered while he maintained his intense gaze on me. Click! I couldn't help but look at the now locked door. He locked the fucking door!
"Now where were we?" He smirked, putting his free hand to my hips, rubbing me up and down. Up and down. He was hypnotizing and I couldn't muster a word to tell him to stop.
"I-I" I felt like a dumb bitch trying to speak but to no avail. I couldn't. He's too much. I want him. All of him. Even if he's too much. My hands shook as I rest my hands against his chest.
"Maximus..." I spoke his name, unable to say anything but his name. The room began to feel hot as he smirked at me.
"I-What are we-" I was about to ask when his lips crushed upon mine, giving me a rush of bliss I wanted to drown in. I moaned against his mouth, opening myself to him. My hands traveled to his neck, wrapping my arms around him in our heated kiss. His mouth was hot, and I tasted a hint of mint. I tugged on to his hair, my hands trying to grab anywhere I can hold on to.
"Fuck!" He groaned, pulling me impossibly closer to him, one hand on my cheek and waist and the other on my ass, squeezing me. He deepened the kiss and I allowed him to have his way with me. Lust made the room hot and hazy. His kisses deepened and our tongues clashed in a heated kiss. I could feel his hands everywhere; ass, hips, waist and then he began cupping one of my breasts, massaging them gently before his lips began to travel down my neck.
"Oh my god!" I shivered as I felt him give me a hickey. I felt like I was rebelling to my own rule of not fucking a guy inside my office but his kisses were throwing me off my resolutions. I felt him pull me against him more, raising one of my legs up to his thigh and caressing my thigh.
"Max!" I gasped as he began to make me move against him, grinding myself against him.
"Say my name, babe. Fuck! You're hot." He groaned, returning his kisses back to my lips. I held on to my dear life, grabbing his shoulders for support as he held me close to him.
"Maximus." I whimpered feeling incredibly scandalous at what we were doing but also liked the deviousness we both have. He slapped my ass before grabbing me again. He groaned against our kiss before he pulled us apart. Our ragged breaths were the only thing you could hear across the room. His eyes traveled from my face down to my chest before his gaze went back to mine. Whiplashed I was, I caught my breath. I leaned against the door for support, my legs still weak from the sudden intense make-out session we just had.
"What the fuck was that?" I breathed out, covering my face, absolutely feeling embarrassed now. I heard him chuckle before his hands rested on my waist, holding me in place.
"I missed you so much." I saw a tinged of red decorating his cheeks. He's blushing.
"You could have just said that." I laughed and he smiled.
"You're so beautiful. Especially when you're commanding the room. It's fucking sexy. I want to claim you as mine." His eyes twinkled, as if he was proud of me. My heart skipped a beat at that realization.
"I can say the same thing about you. You as a leader come as a second nature to you." I replied. He smirked before he placed a kiss on my forehead.
"Maybe one day we can rule together, baby." His voice went lower and fire lit up inside me. I want him so fucking bad.
"Let's not go down that road. I have to go to my team. I need to check the gems before they start attaching them." I cleared my throat, shaking my head while he took a step back to give me space.
"Yeah. We have to fix ourselves up first though. You look like you just got fucked. I like seeing you like this." A finger traveled from the side of my hips up to the middle of my chest before his index finger rested on my chin. Tilting my chin up, I met his gaze once again and there was a dark promise in his eyes that we will be in that situation soon.
"I like seeing you like you had the best fuck too." I couldn't help but reply. It was true. Seeing how his now slightly swollen lips had a shade of red lipstick on him, his messy hair and his messed up suit made me feel elated how I affected him. He chuckled, giving me a quick peck on the lips.
"I can't wait to live that dream." He smirked.
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