Draco slammed her office door behind him. "Please explain to me what just happened in there?"
"I don't know what you mean?" Hermione moved into the office and around her desk.
"Do you have an inability to follow direction?"
"Excuse me?" She dropped the paperwork she was holding onto the desk with a thump turning round to glare at him.
"Or is it that you think the rules don't apply to you?" He continued, folding his arms over his chest and glaring right back at her.
"I follow the rules." She said sitting down on her desk chair and leaning back.
"Yes you do. When you feel they apply to the situation but when you think you're right you just do whatever the fuck you want."
"You can't talk to me like that!"
He continued not caring about her comment. "Maybe your status as the golden child makes you feel invincible but in this office I'm your boss and you cannot undermine me like that in front of our clients!"
She stood up and moved round her desk, "I really think your taking this..."
"No I'm not Hermione." He held up his hand and cut her off. She could see he was shaking slightly. He really must be angry with her.
"Look what harm did it do, I got the deal. They signed the paperwork. It's done." She said plainly and calmly to him.
"That still doesn't take away from the fact that you did something I explicitly told you not to!" He stepped towards her.
"There's nothing wrong with me taking a client out for dinner is there?"
"No there isn't. In fact it's something I've always supported you doing. It builds relationships. It build trust..." he took a deep breath before continuing, "but what I do not support you doing is telling them insider information about our competitors to sway their opinion. I told you that in confidence!" He pointed a finger at her and glared as if wanting to burn a hole straight through her head.
"Double standards! Don't come at me like the innocent party here. You'd have done the same in my situation!"
"I absolutely disagree! Jack's is my friend, whether he works for a competitor or not I would not have betrayed him like that!"
"Oh really!"
"Yes really!"
"What about Millicent Bulstrode..?"
She'd got him there and he was silent. No doubt choosing his words carefully. "What about her?" He said stepping back and crossing his arms over his chest again.
"Don't act coy with me Draco! You fucked her to get her fortune invested in this business when you knew Jack liked her! So don't tell me you haven't crossed some sort of line before. This is business and you'd do anything to get ahead."
"That was a year ago! And I didn't fuck her... I let her suck my dick, there's a big difference!"
"Oh spare me the semantics!" She sat back against the desk loving the way he was back-tracking, trying to find a way of talking himself out of this and turning it back on her. It excited her to watch him squirm at her words even though the thought of Millicent's mouth round his dick made her sick.
"Just because she decided to invest in my business just meant she smart and knows I can give her a big return. The dick-sucking wasn't even involved in her decision making process."
She rolled her eyes. He was unbelievable. "Yes I'm sure that's what it is. Not the fact that whenever she sees you she's practically on her knees mouth open hoping you'll slip it in again! You took advantage of her feelings for you and used it to get ahead!"
"Don't change the subject. This is about you not me. Just because Bevan wants to fuck you, does not mean he will keep that secret you told him, to himself. You could have ruined everything we've been working towards for the past 5 months!"
"But I didn't! I know what I'm doing!"
"I don't give a shit!" He was right in her face now and breathing heavily. She could smell the anger on him. It tasted like heaven. "I tell you to do something, you do it! I tell you not to do something, you don't do it!"
She stepped right up into his face and shouted right back. I'm not listening to this! I've got things to do." She turned her back on him and went to move back round her desk. Before she could go any further he gripped her wrist and pulled her back round to face him. She looked between his grip on her wrist and his face. His jaw was set in a firm line and his pupils dilated. A fire roaring in his eyes.
"You will listen to this because I'm your fucking boss! I swear Hermione, if you do this again my hand will be forced."
"Forced to what!?" She yanked her arm away and squared up to him trying not to think about what his hands could do.
"Forced to let you go."
"You couldn't afford to lose me! Plus the board love me, and it's their say on whether I'd leave, not yours!" She had him again. They did love her. All six of them. She was beautiful and she was good at what she did. She made them all very rich and they loved her for it. That's why she struggled to keep their roaming hands at bay at the work functions. There was only one set of hands she let do anything to her since the Christmas party four months ago. And she was addicted to the way they made her feel.
He was calmer now and spoke softly at her eliciting great annoyance from her end. "You will fuck up one day and I'm not going to stop you from being pulled under the bus when it happens."
She wanted him to be angry. She liked the way he looked when he was angry. Flushed and wide eyed. He turned to leave her office so she pushed him again.
"Fuck you." She spat. He halted with his hand on the door handle.
"You'd like that wouldn't you." He spoke softly again. In a different voice that sent ripples through her chest and warmth between her thighs. Ignore him. Not this... not now.
"You're unreal, Draco." She said as calmly as possible deciding to put more distance between them.
"You bet I am..." He purred.
"Get out of my office." She said as she sat down behind her desk not daring to look into his eyes.
"Its my company I can be wherever I want to be." He moved towards her desk and placed his large hands on the solid wood.
"Well no one wants you here." She could see the feint scar on his left hand on the soft skin between his thumb and forefinger and the veins rippling under his skin. He had great hands and Merlin, he knew how to use them.
"You'd be sad if I left."
"No I wouldn't." She stared up at him defiantly trying to focus on the bridge between his eyes and not look directly into them.
"Liar." He stared right back. He looked down at her lips and smirked. "You find away to piss me off nearly everyday. You find a way to pull me in here everyday."
He was right of course. She loved arguing with him and she loved the way he looked at her when they did. She loved the way he was looking at her now.
"Get real."
"I am real and I know this makes you excited... And I know what we do after work makes you excited too."
"Its a disgusting habit I need to break." Such a lie. She longed for those nights when she wasn't alone. When he would turn up at her door or she would go to his place. He would always wait. Wait for her to make the first move. Wait for her to take his hand and lead him to her bedroom or wait for her to kiss him softly on the lips. It was like he was in a trance until she touched him. Then he was awake and she was all he saw.
"This is like foreplay for you only without the touching. My, my aren't we naughty."
He never spoke like this. Not in the office. He talked to her like this when they were alone and their bodies were flush against each other.
"What we do has nothing to do with the job." She tried to keep her voice calm but her heart was hammering in her chest. They hadn't ever crossed that line at work but she wanted to. Everyday she wanted him to lose control and bend her over the desk. She pushed him a little bit further everyday... just in case today would be the day. That's what made her excited.
"Stop kidding yourself." He pushed himself off her desk and turned to leave. She didn't know what to say to make him stay. He reached the door and looked around at her and smirked. "I'll see you at seven. Don't be late." He shut the door gently behind him leaving her alone in her office with her dirty thoughts and a wetness in her knickers.