Taming Mr. Black

Twenty Eight

Naomi's POV

"So you mean this Amber bitch tried to set you up thinking you'll fail?" Bianca asks,

It's Friday night and we're huddled up together on our favorite couch eating ice cream and catching up on our favorite series.

"Yeah. I disappointed her big time. I really don't get it, most of the female workers don't like me."

"Well, I guess it's pretty obvious you're the CEO's favorite," Bianca says.

"Yeah, well, let them deal with it."

"How's it going with you two by the way? It's been a long time since we sat down and talked about our lives."

"Well…" I blush when I remember yesterday's event that transpired in his car.

Throughout the previous night, I couldn't stop thinking about it. I couldn't get his words and his voice out of my head no matter how hard I tried. He's going to be the downfall of me and I can already see it.

"Are you fucking blushing?" Bianca asks, turning around in her seat to look at me with a smug grin on her face.

"Please tell me something juicy happened between you two at the office."

"What? No. Not really." I blush further, biting my lip as I turn to face the Tv, pretending to pay attention so Bianca won't read me like an open book.

Bianca is the closest thing to an older sister in my life. God, I love this chick. I can do almost anything for her, but right now I don't think I'm ready to tell her about what happened between me and Killian in his car or every other sexy detail between us.

I'm just not ready.

"It's just complicated. He wants us to date."

"Oh, my fucking God. And you thought you shouldn't have told me. Naomi."

"I'm sorry. You've been busy and I've been busy. We've both been busy. And I told myself I didn't want to think about it." I say. Bianca smiles.

"What's there to think about?" Bianca asks as she turns to look at the TV and continues to eat her ice cream. "He's hot, you're hot. He likes you, obviously a lot. Dating won't cause you any harm."

"They're already calling me a slut, imagine what they're going to call me when they find out I'm dating the CEO?"

"Get mad, get jealous, they're gonna move on, eventually. And also, they're smart enough to not talk shit about their boss. There's no job in New York." She says.

Bianca always has something to say. How can I stop loving her?

"Please tell me you didn't tell him you would think about it. He's one of the hottest bachelors out there. He's freaking great, and he's a Billionaire. Tell me, sis, what more do you want? That guy is every girl's dream man, and trust me, he's going to be the hottest guy you'll ever come across." Bianca says, chuckling.

"Fuck you, Bia. And I didn't tell him I was going to think about it. I just got the job, I just got out of job hunting, and I've never been so relieved. I told him a relationship is the last thing on my mind. Plus, he's different from me. If he can prove to me he can be the man I want, then, I'm giving him a chance."

"Damn girl, you're never gonna get laid. You sound like my mom, right now."

I chuckle.

"Shut up." I swat at Bianca playfully. She laughs.

"Just don't keep him waiting for too long though, or some girl's going to steal him away from you."

"Speaking of which, there's this chick named Celine. She's hot, freaking rich, and she was Killian's sex mate. She was kind of a fling. Well, I don't know...She kind of approached me yesterday all giddy and nice…" I scowl at the word 'nice' "...and she wanted us to hang out this weekend, together with her friends."

"No shit. Is the ex hot?"

"Please tell me you didn't just ask me that."

Bianca chuckles, shaking her blonde hair.

"What? She can't be a threat if you're hotter than her." She shrugs. "I think you should hang out with her and her friends this weekend."

"Oh no. It's fucking weird. If I tell Killian I don't think he will want me to hang out with her."

Bianca turns to look at me with a sly smirk. "Hmm? Is that a love chemistry I smell? When did you start caring about Killian's opinion?" Bianca teases me.

God, I hate her.

I blush, biting my bottom lip as I stand up.

"I can't believe you're blushing. You are falling for him, aren't you?"

"Shut up, Bianca," I call out as I hurry to the kitchen. She's laughing really loud now. "There's nothing bad. You should date someone after George. Wait, what's up with George? You two are still friends?"

"Of course, we're friends, Bia. He wants us to grab a coffee on Sunday." I say with a sigh as I open the fridge to grab a bottle of water.

"You're gonna grab coffee with him, right?" Bianca calls out to me.

I ignore her and uncap the bottle of water as I drink from the bottle.

"Ooh, you've got a text from the hot CEO."

What?

I quickly cap the bottle of water back and drop it on the kitchen counter as I hurry out of the kitchen to the living room. Bianca is already grinning at whatever she's staring at on my phone.

"I can't wait to see you on Sunday, sweetheart. You should wear red panties and be…" I snatch my phone from her hand as I playfully glare at her.

She winks at me, with a cocky smile as she turns to look at the TV. I stare at the text on my phone and take a deep breath. The message is nothing like what Bianca read out.

From Killian; Hey! Busy?

"What are you going to text him about?"

"None of your concern," I smirk at her.

My phone vibrates at once and it's Killian calling.

"Is that him calling?" Bianca asks as she wiggles her brows at me and giggles. "Ooh. This is really hot."

I mute the ringing of my phone and get away from Bianca. God, she's crazy.

Once I'm in the safe zone of my bedroom, I answer the call and fall flat on my bed with the phone put to my ear.

Why the hell am I all jittery and giddy because Killian is calling? I feel like a teenager again.

"Naomi?" He calls my name and my stomach does a backflip. My heart hammers against my chest. My brain freezes. I feel happy hearing him call my name.

This is crazy.

"Hello, Mr. Black."

"I told you not to call me that outside the office."

"Well, it's pretty strange calling you Killian outside the office. And I think it's pretty sexy, Mr. Black." I whisper, biting my bottom lip and scolding myself.

Did I just flirt with him?

"I won't lie, it sounds fucking sexy when you call me that." His voice is deep and husky, like someone who just rolled out of bed.

"Why are you calling?" I ask, clearing my throat while I try to act professional like I didn't just say his last name sounds sexy.

"Way to kill the mood, Luna."

He literally didn't just call me by my middle name.

"How did you… nevermind, don't answer that. You're the CEO. You know everything." I say and roll my eyes. Killian laughs and it sends a vibration straight to my core.

"It's fucking cute, and sexy." He whispers again, and this time my stomach didn't just do a backflip, it somersaulted.

"Thanks?"

"What were you doing before I called? Did I interrupt something?"

"Nope, not really. Was just watching TV with Bianca."

"Hmm. I can't wait to see you tomorrow."

"Tomorrow's the art show you talked about?"

"Yeah."

"Isn't tomorrow the fourth of July?"

"It is. We'll leave early if you get bored."

I smile.

"What are you wearing?" I ask at once.

"I'm shirtless and lying on my bed while I listen to your voice."

"No, I didn't…" I chuckle. "I didn't mean what you're wearing now. I don't need to know the details, Killian."

He laughs and it sounds deep and beautiful. This is the first time we are having a real conversation after that awkward encounter between us in his car. I imagine him lying on his bed shirtless, and probably wearing his pants pretty low on his waist. I further imagined the day I saw him with a towel in his room…

Snap out of it, Naomi.

"I was asking you what you're wearing tomorrow. The color. I don't know if I have to match your attire." I say.

Killian chuckles silently on the other side of the phone before he speaks again.

"And about that, Alvin will be coming over to pick you up tomorrow. He'll be taking you to a boutique for you to get a dress. Any color is fine, but blue looks hot on you. And you look sexy in red, and black makes you a little professional. Why don't you surprise me, Luna?"

"God, don't call me that. It makes me feel as if I'm in kindergarten again." I say. Killian's laughter rings through my ear. When his laughter dies down, I continue speaking. "You don't have to buy me a dress, Killian. I can work something out."

"I know. But I want to. Please, don't turn it down like you threatened to do the first one I bought for you. I want you to look your best and I'm sure you'll surprise me. You're always full of surprises."

I smile. No, I blush. When I realize how much of a teenager I look right now, I groan and curse Killian in my head for making me feel this way.

"Thanks."

"No problem. Now back to why you don't like your middle name."

"It makes me feel like a kid."

"Why would you think that? It's pretty sexy. Fuck, I love it. And I'm not sure I'll stop calling you that anytime soon."

"Please, don't. Or I'm rooting out your middle name."

"Don't shit yourself, Luna, it's not hideous."

"Really? What's it then?"

"I'll tell you tomorrow when we meet."

"What? That's like 20 hours from now."

"Wow, I can't believe you can't wait to see me."

"That's not what I meant."

"So, what do you mean?"

"Nevermind. I can't win with you."

My face hurt from smiling too much. It feels great talking with Killian Black properly outside the office. Even though he treats me differently from his other employees, I still feel the need to act professionally around him. This is really nice.

"This feels nice," I whisper more to myself, but he hears it.

"How so?"

"Having a conversation with you outside the office. We haven't been able to do that for a while. And you sound different. At work you're this strict CEO everyone's afraid of, but respected."

There's a long silence between us and I'm afraid he has already hung up. And then I hear his silent breathing in the background. What's he thinking? Did I say something wrong?

"It was nice talking to you, Ms. Alderson. I'll see you tomorrow." He says, way too professional for my liking, and he hangs up at once.

What did I do? Did I just ruin our really nice conversation? I sit up on my bed and stare at the phone in my hand. Should I call him back and ask him why he ended the call just like that?

"Whatever." I sigh and toss my phone on the bed as I get up to go to the living room.

***

Alvin sits at the corner of the boutique reading a magazine as the owner of the store drags me away. She's in her late or probably mid-thirties. She's pretty and really jovial. She teases me about being Killian's lucky girl, while I politely tell her I'm just his date for a party. I'm supposed to get dressed, get my makeup done, and leave with Alvin to Killian's house.

My heart thuds in my chest when I think about or anticipate meeting him. I can't get our last night's conversation out of my head. I thought about him when Bianca and I watched TV, and I went to bed with his face in my head.

I saw him in my dream last night. And I don't want to even think about the details.

"Wow, you look really beautiful in blue." She says.

I stare at my reflection and slowly, I twirl around to get a better view of the dress. It's a simple off-shoulder dress that's a little tight around my waist and from my waist down, it flows freely with a split up to my thigh.

Not bad, but I don't like it.

Kate, the store owner, made me try out different dresses. I take a deep breath and try out the last one on my list. It's a red dress, sleeveless, with a deep v-neck that shows a decent amount of my breasts, and the sequin is just beautiful. It shows my curves and hugs my waist down to my knees and it flows freely.

God, I look sexy and I'm beginning to wonder if this is too much.

"You look gorgeous, dear, I'd go with this. This is breathtaking. He won't be able to resist you when he sees you in that dress."

I sigh, running my fingers through the sequin as I check myself out.

"I'll take it."

Alvin pays for the dress with Killian's credit card. I feel guilty letting him buy me a dress. I wish I could talk him out of it. I can easily wear the dress he first bought me, that won't be bad. But refusing his offer is pretty rude, and also, I want to impress him tonight. I want him to have his eyes on me and only me tonight. I want to see him breathless at just my sight. I just need to be sure I'm what he wants and only me.

Alvin and I went upstairs, there's a beauty salon on top of the boutique. Alvin is pretty much a quiet guy, he doesn't talk much or converse at all. He sits quietly, reading a new magazine as I make my hair.

By the time it was 5 pm, I was already through and I'm driving back with Alvin to Killian's house. Since the divider of Killian's car isn't pulled up, Alvin constantly checked me out. The red dress is a charm, and I'm pretty sure Killian won't be able to resist me in this.

The car parks outside Killian's mansion and I get down. I take a nervous deep breath and let myself in. I look around the empty and lonely house and I can't find Killian. He's in his bedroom, I'm sure. Not to invade his privacy like I did the other time, I sit down and send him a text that I'm downstairs waiting for him.

He sends me a reply that reads. 'OK'

Minutes passed and I'm starting to think Killian forgot I was downstairs before I heard his footsteps climb down the spiral staircase. He walks into the living room and I slowly stand up, with my heart beating really fast against my rib cage. Killian stops on his track when he sees me, eyes all over my body and his lips slightly parted.

That's the reaction I was hoping for.

"Wow." He says after a long minute of silence.

"Hi."

"Jesus, you look…" He's tongue-tied. The second reaction I was hoping for.

"Is this too much? I can take it off…" I test the waters.

"No." He smiles. "You're beautiful." He says and starts to approach me. Another three steps, he's standing in front of me. “Just missing something." Killian whispers.

His eyes take me in from head to toe and I can see the satisfaction in his eyes. He brings something out of his suit pocket. He opens the little box and there sits inside it is a beautiful, no, gorgeous diamond necklace with matching earrings.

He takes the earrings out first as he asks. "Can I?"

Holy shit. My heart is doing so many things right now and I feel goosebumps already appearing on my skin.

"Yes." I breathe out a reply.

Killian smirks. And God, he looks sexy as hell right now. He's wearing a black suit, and a black dress shirt matched with a red tie. This feels like we're a couple. Killian takes my earrings out of my ears and replaces them with the ones he bought me. He drops my own earrings inside the box back in case I might need them again as he removes the diamond necklace. I'm not wearing any necklace right now. Killian stands behind my back, with him breathing down my neck. I can already feel the goosebumps on my back and my arm, and when his fingers touch my neck to push my hair to the side to give him access to my neck, I nearly lose it.

I can't breathe properly at his closeness. I feel like he can hear my fast heartbeats and see how he's affected me by not even touching me. He brings the necklace to my front and he wears me the necklace. I don't want to imagine how much this will cost because it's a lot. It's so beautiful, I feel like I want to cry.

"Do you like it?" Killian whispers into my ear.

I gulp before answering. "Yes."

"Good, I'm glad you like it." He whispers. His hands slowly drop on my hips and he twirls me around to face him.

That little gesture brings a jolt of electricity down my back and straight to my core. Things this man can do to me.

"You look really beautiful, Luna. Hopefully, I will be able to keep my hands off of you tonight."

"Did I surprise you?" I ask softly.

"You did more than just surprise me." He says. "A part of me wants us to ditch this show while I show you a lot of things I can do to you for tempting me with this dress." He whispers.

My panties are drenched. My breathing hitches. My heart pounds.

"Things like what?"

"You don't want to know, princess."

He's right, I don't wanna know, or I'll be the one pushing us upstairs to his room and letting him have his way with me.

"Tonight, I hope to get a shot of making you mine. And only mine." Killian whispers, hands still on my hips.

He drops his hands to his sides and takes a step back.

"We should get going before we do something we're both not ready for."

"Right." Involuntarily, my eyes flicker to his pants and I blush at what I see.

I look away, but Killian already knows I saw it.

"Give it time, it will cool off." He whispers into my ear as he wraps his arm around my waist.

I blush more.

"Shall we?" He asked me.

"Yes, please."

With his arm around my waist, he walks me out the door, with my heart beating so fast against my chest, I'm afraid it's going to fall off.

Almost two months ago, I couldn't stand this guy. But now, all I want him to do to me right now is claim me as his and then mark me. I go to bed every night thinking about him and wanting him desperately, all of him. And that just brings me back to one question again and again;

Have I truly fallen for him?