Special

And that goes with him too. When I'm not in his condo, he stays in my condo when he comes home from the office. We agreed that if he wanted to stay at my place, he could just come anytime, and if I wanted to visit him at his place, I could also go anytime. Since Brandall and I became close, I had access to his condo. He gave me privileged in whatever I wanted to do in his place. Since Brandall trusted me in his condo, I also gave him my passcode in my unit. He also has the password for the flat I use.

We already stored our extra clothes and other personal stuff in each other's condo in case we stayed at each other's place. I feel like I'm more comfortable in his condo than in my condo. Maybe because when I am with him, I feel so light.

I don't know, but I quickly trusted Brandall that I didn't do to other people. I never let anyone aside from my best friend be this close to me. It's only been a few months since we met, and I've really come to think of him as someone dear to me.

That we even share bed.

I bit my lip so hard and dismissed the pain I felt. I disregard that pain felt because of the thought that we weren't doing that because we had a special feeling for each other, but because we only serve each other's needs.

I quietly disregarded the emotions I suddenly felt. I don't need to be affected.

Brandall wrapped his arms around my waist and put me down from the table effortlessly. I thanked and laughed at him when I saw the jumbled papers on the floor.

"If your secretary will get in, Aya probably knows what we did today." I playfully said to him. He laughed at my remarks, making my heart skip a beat. How I always love to hear his laughter.

"Damn, mademoiselle, you're driving me out of my control. Didn't you know I was so fucking strict regarding office rules?" he said, teasing me.

I laughed and put my hand on the back of his head. I caressed the back of his collar. "Really? I don't think so..." I said excitedly.

This isn't the first time I visited his office to bring him lunch. If I have free time, I see him once in a while. In those cases, we're just talking, or I'll just wait for him because he always has a meeting, then we will eat somewhere or go home together.

My heart rejoices that he is like this to me. I know he is dominant and strict because that's what his employees I meet always say. I was the only one who could enter his office without an appointment. He never allows monkey business in his office. It's a sacred place for Brandall. Business is business, so he strictly follows his rule that he will never bring any woman for pleasure. So, I feel special because I am his exemption. That is what he said, and his secretary preached to that. I believe Aya because she's a friend to me. His secretary and other employees know me very well since I am the only woman allowed to be in his office without an appointment.

I know everyone will think we are in a romantic relationship, but we only have an affair. We agree that we have no commitment to each other, but we must stick to one another until we're both out of it.

I don't know, but I always get this slight hurt whenever I think about it.

Brandall nodded and smiled. There was amusement in his eyes and gentleness in those. My heart melted. "I don't want anyone inside my office if you don't have an appointment with me," he said matter-of-factly. I smiled.

"So I am an exception?" I teased. I didn't have an appointment with him, but he let me into his office without a second thought.

I remember the time when I first came here, his secretary didn't want to let me in because I didn't have an appointment. Still, I told his secretary that I was looking for him. Aya is stringent, even the receptionist. The first time I went here, they told me to get an appointment first since Brandall is not allowing anyone to come to his office. So when Brandall found out I was there, he immediately told his staff that if I came to visit him, they didn't have to ask for permission and just let me in.

And I felt special because he didn't make me think I was one of his past women. That he is not treating me like his past lover. That he cared for me.

"Of course you are. And I don't do flirting, especially making out in my office. I guess I really forgot my own rules when I was with you. I really forget how to control myself when you are here. And damn, you're driving me nuts." he whispered and kissed me tenderly.

I smiled because of what he said. How I love to hear my influences on him. How I made him forget his rules when he's with me. I kissed him back twice. I pulled away from him and pushed him slightly since I knew we would not stop kissing each other again if I will not stop him now.

"All right. Let's patch up your office before I leave." I told him because I knew that if we didn't do this, our kiss would end up in more intense physical contact. I smiled because of that and started picking up papers on the floor.

Brand also picked up the scattered papers. I smiled because a CEO of a thriving-known company was picking up pieces of paper on the floor with me. A tall, burly dominant man bent down to help me pick up the papers. My heart felt so happy and indelible seeing my dominant CEO doing this with me.

"This is really crazy." he says softly. I couldn't stop my laughter.

"I know it does," I said. I smiled at him. "I can't imagine you're really doing this," I told him.

He laughed. He took one of my hands and gently pulled me to kiss him even though we were still picking up papers on the floor. "I'll do everything for you, my lady." he smiled. I laughed at him, pulled away, and continued patching up the scattered papers. "Thank you, Sir." I teased him. He just laughed. It was really delicious to hear his laugh.