Touching the Heart of Ace novel Chapter 72

"No, no I am fine. I will wait here."

"But... Please, Sir. I will notify him immediately."

"I insist. There is no hurry. Please go back to your work." The pretty receptionist was worried and I felt bad for her. Robbie really did scare his employees.

"He won't be mad at you, I promise. The phone is ringing and if he gets mad for not attending the call, I am not going to save you." She gave me a happy smile before going back to her station.

I shook my head and saw several heads pulling their heads back into their cubicles like turtles.

Dear God!

Another employee walked past me like a cardboard, holding an empty file. He should have at least put some papers in that transparent file and wipe off that guilty face, for me not to notice.

This was getting awkward.

Headphone trick it is!

"No fucking wonder Mr. Brantley cheats on his wife to be with him. Look at him."

"I do not think I am straight anymore."

"I heard that his wife is actually a surrogate. He had to marry a woman to get the inheritance from his Russian father. So why not marry a surrogate! This guy is his real love." Someone said in a dreamy voice.

"Really?"

"Fuck, are you sure he is gay? What if he is bi? I want to lick him up. What is he doing to me? Heck, he is not even looking at me but what he could do to me!"

Pretending to listen to music with headphones did not feel like a good idea, now.

"Damn, lucky guy!"

"Who?"

"Mr. Brantley. Look at him. I do not think he is human. A fairy? Why is his skin blemish free? I am envious. Do you think he will share his skin care tips?"

"I can't believe someone can love Robert Brantley. He is a fucking terrifying monster on a good day. I pity this kid."

"You are right. He deserves a good man... like me! I am going to talk to him."

"What? No. Mr. Brantley will fire you, if you are lucky. I heard he punched someone for staring at this guy."

"I will die of regret if I do not go and introduce myself. What if I have a chance?"

"Dude, that person is way above your league. Look at you and then look at him."

"Nobody is above my league. If I can score Lin, I can score him. Watch me. I am not married. I might have a chance."

Oh dear god! Please do not. If Robbie came and see him talking to me, he will flip!

I should have gone to his office. Why did I insist that I would wait at reception area! It was not like I would steal anything from him and take it home. This firm belonged to me, for Christ's sake.

"Exactly, he is with Mr. Brantley because he is an effing billionaire. You still have student loans. Don't go... psst... stop... man, just don't! What do you think you can give to a person like him? Look at him!"

"My love and my fucking unmarried status. Take that Robert Brantley! You, damsel in distress, your prince is coming."

Dear God! Save me!

I saw a shadow over me and a man was standing right in front. It was hard to ignore someone who stood this close.

I looked up and stood too. It was less creepy that way.

"H..H..Hi." He looked like a deer in headlights.

"Hello." I bit my lip to stop from laughing. Seriously, this dude was going to be the joke of the year. He sounded so confident before. I did not expect this sweating man. He looked young.

Poor guy.

"I...uh...I...work here."

I was not my fault, I giggled. I nodded anyways. Of course he worked here.

"No, not here as in here-here. I work over there. In the office. I do not work near sofa. I mean I can work on a sofa. But I have a chair there. Like real chair... the metal one? Do you know metal chair... with a cushion? A cushioned chair. But... sofa... sofa is good too."

I hid my mouth behind my right palm. I was going to lose it.

"Okay."

"Ace, baby, what are you doing here? What happened?" Robbie looked scared. I normally did not come here. So, it was warranted.

"I brought lunch. You skipped breakfast and you were going to skip lunch."

I walked right into his stretched arms. Home, he was my home.

I rubbed his chest, he was bewildered. "Is our baby girl okay?" I nodded. "In school. They have a field trip to park today. She will be back by five." I had reminded Robbie yesterday.

The day had started perfect. I woke up tangled with Robbie; both my hands circling his neck, while my legs were in between his thighs. It was very comfy that I did not want to wake up. Robbie pleaded five-more-minutes several times before I could escape.

It was perfect.

Then, when I went to wake up my Little Baby, she also wanted cuddles; making me lie down with her for fifteen minutes.

What a great way to start a day, huh?

But while I was busy putting our breakfast on the table, Chance came home and whisked my man away for some nonsense conference.

A conference without having breakfast was a nonsense conference in my not-so-humble opinion.

I glared at the dishes on our dining table which were left untouched by Daddy. Then at lunch I expected him to come home early because he skipped the first and important meal of the day.

Viola! The meeting was not easy and going well, that not even the first half was finished by lunch time. So guess who was planning to skip his lunch too? It was almost like he forgot I even exist.

Kidding!

I just did not like the feeling of him not eating properly.

Jason was right! I was a house-husband. But mom always said we should take care of the ones who we love. She was very family oriented because hers was not and she wished for someone who cared about her hunger and well-being.

So, I put everything I made in Tupperware including the scrambled eggs from the breakfast, dressed cutely, took my Bugatti and here I was.

With paparazzi still sniffing around, I wanted to look my absolute best. At first I was worried 'Killers' would hate that I was tagged as their model when people in the internet were not favouring us in the beginning. But they asked if I wanted some casuals to go with the street look. Then they made me an app too. So, they could show me how to accessorize the clothes; not that I needed any help, because apparently I was a fashionista.

AH!

So, here I was looking cute for my man who was sniffing my hair. I sometimes wondered if he was an overgrown puppy.

"Who the fuck are you?" Robbie asked the poor guy. I forgot that we had audience... that we were in his office... or people were watching us literally cuddling.

I slapped his chest. "Robbie. Don't be harsh." The poor guy had his jaw open.

"I work over there... on a chair."

I threw my head back and laughed.

Robbie was confused. "Good for you. Then, go to your chair and work."

The guy turned around like a robot and walked, stiff and straight. I chuckled.

"Was he disturbing you?"

"Gods no. He just wanted to talk. But you came before he could."

"Well, I do not pay him to talk."

People were still staring.

"Get back to work." Robbie shouted and everyone scattered away like a flock of pigeons.

He took me to his office. Unlike his home office, this was really organized. I hoped he treated his secretary well. It was a pain to drag Robbie to declutter at home. So, it must be the secretary.

I took the Tupperware from my bag.

"Angel, this is too much. I don't think I can eat all these."

"Eat your fill. Rest, I will take home."

"Are you not eating?"

"I had a late breakfast."

Robbie was practically inhaling all the food. I did not think there would be anything to take back to home.

"Robbie, you've been hungry. Why did you not ask someone to bring you lunch? Or get something delivered?"

"I did not know I was starving until I tasted this delicious food."

I rolled my eyes. I needed to make some snacks for him to take, from now on, just in case this happened again.

"You did not have to do this, Angel."

"Yeah, right! You would die without me." I pushed his hair back and pressed a kissed on his forehead.

"Yes, I would. Don't leave me." My throat felt dry. I gave him a one armed hug. "Eat."

He went back to eating like he did not make my heart a mush.

I handed him the towel after he finished brushing his teeth. He should not go into the conference hall with veggies still in his mouth.

I pecked his mouth because I could.

When he gave me two quick pecks I did not mind. But soon he was trying to kiss me and pulling me closer.

"Stop it. You have conference in less than forty minutes."

"Just a quickie."

"What?" I shimmied away from him. "Noooo."

I giggled as he tried to pinch my waist. "Leave me alone, you brute."

He tried to finger me through my pants. I shrieked and ran away from him.

"Come on, Ace. I will make it quick."

God, this man! Had he no shame? Robbie was insistent.

He finally trapped me in his arms. His office phone started to ring. He groaned. He did not let me go. He sucked on my neck as he answered the call.

"Robbie..." I whispered.

"Ask them to wait. They are early." He talked to the phone.

"Robbie, go. Do not keep them waiting." I was whispering. I did not want the person on phone to know how perverted my Robbie was.

He let go of the mouthpiece just like that.

He cupped me and squeezed. I moaned, it was hard not to.

"You have conference. I promise, you can have me at home."

"Good. I will have you then too. I want to eat you. I am hungry... so...so... so hungry for you... baby..." He tried to push his hands inside my briefs making me giggle.

"Aren't you my sweet baby? Let go now and I will let you do anything to me at home."

"Anything?"

I agreed. "Yes, Daddy."

"I can do 'anything' to you later. I need you now, Angel."

I watched in horror as I saw the mouthpiece dangling in the air. What if the other person had not hung up?

I moaned again as he pinched my nipples. But I pushed him off successfully.

"Come here, you."

"Robbie... at home. Please. We are in your office."

"Exactly Ace! 'MY' office." After so much shrieking and moaning, I managed to put the mouthpiece in its cradle. Then I jumped to his arms giggling as he kissed my neck.

"You will not focus on your conference then." I peppered his head with kisses and he sat on his chair while I made myself comfortable on his lap. "I missed you so much. I don't like it when you skip meals."

He sighed.

"You brought me lunch."

"Of course, I did." I played with the hair on his nape. "What?" He was staring at me without even blinking. "What?" I giggled and poked his cheek.

"You are everything I did not even have right to dream about." He gulped before his eyes slipped to my lips and he leaned in slowly.

When he brushed his lips on me, I thought this was the first kiss I had yearned for... but... got tainted. I bottled down the irritation, anger and regret that pushed in my heart.

Not the time to think about that. It was the past; this was my present and future.

"Well you don't have to dream about us, you have 'us'." I rubbed our noses together.

When the door was knocked, he refused to let me up and his new secretary came in. She lost a step, seeing me on his lap like a sleepy kitten and she blushed.

How I missed Nat!

[Nat- Natalia, is Robbie's former secretary and work wife, but she is working for Jason now]

"Umm... if you w... want... to... I mean want... me to..." Her eyes frequently slipped to me. "You have a meeting and you need to prepare..."

Oh!

She wanted me out.

"Get out." Robbie ordered and she smiled shyly; waiting for me to get out.

God, this was so awkward.

Should I just get up and leave to make this situation less awkward? But the bastard was busy rubbing my waist.

Finally, the silence and my lack of response got to her.

"Oh... you want me to get out?" Her eyes shifted from me to Robbie, back to me and then to Robbie. She seemed unable to comprehend.

"No. I was asking myself to get out."

"W... what? But why would you..."

Cringe!

"Jesus! I am telling you, Angel, Jason hand picks them just to make my life miserable."

"Robbie, babe, stop being a meanie." I scowled at him. "I have to go home anyways."

"Not so soon. Please, Angel, the meeting will drag on. I would not be able come home before celebratory drinks. I will miss you so much."

This Big Baby!

I hugged his neck and bit his ear lobe. "I will be waiting for you. Okay? And I will miss you too, Daddy. If you can wrap this up earlier, you can come home earlier. If you are a good boy, then I will make you a strawberry crepe. And guess what?"

"What?"

"You can eat it before dinner."

"But Chance and Aron will make me eat dinner at the bar... and then..." Robbie paused. "... what the fuck are you still doing here?"

"Me?" What was this lady's problem? I thought she had already left.

"Who else! Get out!"

"But... but..."

"One more second and you are fired!"

That got her running away.

I pulled his head to my chest and mumbled calming words. "Don't scare all your employees away. Now be my good baby, finish up your meeting and come home. Yeah?"

"K..." He pouted and I kissed him.

"I love you."

"Mmm... so... can I have crepe at middle of the night?"

I giggled. "Only if you behave well." I booped his nose.

The secretary was busy gossiping and whining to some employees when we came out. I had a feeling she would not thrive in corporate world.

Not all bosses were looking for eye candies and not all women were looking for a quick way up by fucking the boss. So, the competition in this field, especially in my business; we were looking for talent, loyalty and consistency.

And I did not like the way she was looking at my Robbie. She was his secretary, not his long lost lover to look at him with betrayal in her eyes.

I hated the creepy feeling that crawled in my heart.

She came running to him holding some files. "For your meeting, Mr. Brantley." She blinked her eyes and looked at him with longing.

I took the files off her and her eyes widened before turning accusatory. I leafed through the them and was honestly surprised seeing her work pristine, compact and perfect.

The girl had talent in organization and her notes showed it.

"It is unprofessional." She not so subtly mumbled.

"Clearly." I stated before closing the file. "You are assigned to my C.E.O and partner as his secretary to make his work-life easier. Not to 'handle' him or worse, give him more services that he clearly does not need."

"Y... your CEO? But... this is his company." She looked at Robbie for clarification.

I appreciated very much that he remained silent.

"Yes. Ace Davidson Truscott and this is 'our' company and he is working with me. Not that it should matter to you."

She gulped.

"Ms..."

She kept on looking at Robbie and I was losing patience.

He was fucking mine!

"Beatrice." She finally said when it was clear, Robbie did not care about the outcome of the situation.

"Ms. Beatrice. I am impressed by your work but more than annoyed at your blatant unprofessionalism and lack of proper etiquette and conduct in my business firm. Do you understand?"

Tears filled in her pretty eyes.

There was no denying it. She was beautiful and she was someone who was used to receiving admiration from all sides. But this was whole another world with people looking for more than just good looks. She had the potential to be the person she craved to be without adding her physical appearance to the formula.

"I want him to like me." She sniffled. Robbie froze and his hand rapidly tightened around mine.

"What for?"

She had no answer. She tried to bring up a solid reason and even she could hear how platonic and ridiculous her explanation was.

In short, since he was the boss and he was indeed very dominant and intelligent, also she was pretty and helping him with work, she wanted him to like her more than just a secretary.

Umm... yeah, made perfect sense!

"You need a proper coaching and needs to know how things are done in corporate world; at least in my firm."

"You are going to fire me, aren't you? You are threatened by my beauty."

I heard a snort and then Robbie started laughing like there was no tomorrow in his life. "You are comparing yourself to him? Holy Crap! That too, in beauty? No less? Where did Jason find you?"

Beatrice was hurt and humiliated.

"Robbie... not nice."

"Don't care. She is out."

"No... not yet." I glared at the girl in front of me. "Like I said I am impressed by your work. But if this is the ethics and attitude you are going to keep, you are not going to succeed here, much less in your life. So... I am going to assign you to someone else. You have to decide now. Are you willing to take up my offer?"