Not Just an Obsession
Chapter 6: Bratt Mode
As Alea was presenting, Bratt's eyes did not lead to the tablet that Alea was holding, but Bratt continued to look at Alea.
Feeling that the distance between them was quite far, Bratt also pulled Alea's hand.
"This is closer, I don't really see very clearly." Bratt.
Alea's heart was pounding even faster because now he and the Boss had no distance.
"Continue." Bratt's orders because Alea paused her percentage.
With her heart pounding so fast and hands shaking from nervousness, Alea continued her presentation.
As for Bratt, even though his eyes were now on the tablet screen Alea was holding, but his nose smelled the scent of Alea's hair as his mind conjured up wild fantasies with Alea.
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After about twenty minutes, Alea finished giving a presentation.
"Is there anything you want to ask Mr Bratt?" Ask Alea. Alea slowly distanced her seat from Bratt.
Hearing Alea's voice, Bratt's wild fantasy collapsed instantly.
"Hmm. nothing." Reply Bratt. How would you ask if Bratt hadn't heard what Alea was talking about since.
Alea silence. He did not know what else he had to talk to Bratt, he waited until Bratt said something or asked him something.
The room was silent for a moment.
"Oh yes from your CV that I read, you're married. How long have you been married?" Bratt's question broke the silence of the room.
"Three more months we're on our second anniversary, sir." Answer Alea.
"Mmm. is new. Do you have children? Sorry, I don't see any evidence about the child." Ask Bratt again.
Alea shook her head while biting her lower lip.
Seeing Alea bite his lower lip, Bratt further lost his mind. Bratt's desire to pounce on Alea thrashed. Her obsession with making love to Alea is rampant.
Bratt rubbed his face rough from having to endure his passion for Alea.
"Master is fine?" Alea asked as she looked at Bratt's already flushed face.
Bratt took a deep breath.
"Yes, I'm fine." Bratt answered with a heavy breath.
Feeling that the Boss was lying, Alea brought herself closer to Bratt and placed the back of her hand against Bratt's forehead.
Bratt's eyes are round, Alea's touch makes him lose his sanity.
"What are you doing!" Bratt asked in a slightly raised tone. Bratt's high voice made Ayla think that Bratt was snapping at her because he had been presumptuous to touch Bratt's forehead.
"Sorry sir, I-I just want to check your body temperature. Sa-I don't mean to be presumptuous." Alea replied in a voice that shook with fear. Alea lowered her face feeling guilty.
Knowing Alea was frightened, Bratt raised Alea's chin until their eyeballs looked at each other.
There were no words Bratt said to Alea, he just stared at Alea's brownish-black eyeballs for a few seconds, then his eyes dropped to look at Alea's lips which Bratt found very sexy.
Unconsciously Bratt brought his face closer to that lip. As if being hypnotized, starting from Bratt raising his chin, until now Bratt was closing his face to Alea's face, Alea just silently pecked.
Until Bratt's lips touched his lips a little more, then Alea realized.
Alea's reflexes pushed Bratt's body away from him.
"Sorry sir, if there's anything left to talk about, I'm sorry to go back to my room." Alea said as he stood up from his seat and walked out from inside Bratt's study.
"Shiiit!!!!" Umbat Bratt is upset. Bratt did not curse Alea, but cursed himself for not being able to resist her desires.
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