10

I was glad when the ride back to the industry was over. It was awkward in the car with Axel as he was constantly stealing glances of me and it annoyed me. Why can't he just focus on the road? Does he want us to get an accident?

I gladly came down from his black Benz and was about going inside when he called out to me.

"Why are you in such a hurry? We have to talk in my office remember?" He said while coming closer to me.

Will I see the end of this man?

If I will, I don't think it's any time soon.

He lead the way to his office and I followed behind him after rolling my eyes.

As soon as we entered the building, everyone turned to look at us and the chattering had died down for half a minute before everyone continued with what they were doing.

He lead me to the elevators. There were two elevators, the one at the right is the private one and PRIVATE is written boldly on top of it while the one at the left is the public one and PUBLIC ELEVATOR is boldly written on top.

I step in and he followed behind. He pressed the button which six is written on it and the elevator moved.

I kept to myself during the lift but Axel just kept staring at me openly just looking at me with his dark green eyes.

His eye color always change with his emotion and mood. I wonder what he's thinking right now that he's looking at me with does color of eyes.

Again I was grateful for the ending of the moment because the elevator doors opened and I stepped out.

There was no one around, the place is totally silent and I can hear my steps echo.

There was a huge golden door at the side of the room.

Axel grabbed my hand and lead me through the door quickly before I could protest.

When I got in I was starstruck by the office.

It has what the typical office have like a desk with a name pinned on the table, two chairs at the front and one behind the desk. A computer and drawers for keeping files and documents. A landline for communication and interior design.

But his office space is ridiculously big that I believe it's bigger than or exactly the same as my entire house. The interior design gave it a futuristic look and it looked out of this world.

His desk is located at the center of the room and is very wide with his name pinned on it. Axel Thomas Black was written boldly and it was made of gold, the entire table is made of gold.

A computer is on his desk and some files and documents arranged neatly on top of the desk.

Couches were at every end of the office for sitting.

I collect my hand from Axel then walked to his desk and sat down on one of the two chairs in front of the desk.

I hadn't gotten comfortable when Axel pulled me up to my feet and dragged me to the chair behind the desk. He sat on it and made me sit on his lap.

I tried to stand up but he was ready for that and held me down.

"You agreed to meet me here." He suddenly spoke out.

"No I did not, you ordered me here." I corrected while keeping my voice low and gentle. I don't want another drama, he loves making a scene and I love running from them.

"And you are here so you obeyed, why are you now being stubborn!" I said through gritted teeth. His green eyes were growing lighter.

"Well agreeing to meet you and sitting on your lap are two different things. Sir you are making me uncomfortable." I said cautiously.

He growled. "Will you stop with the sir?!" He shouted and I jumped on his lap startled.

It seems me being frightened got him even more pissed.

"Stop being so weak!" He ordered again, this time his voice was louder than before and I jumped again.

"Sir please stop shouting." I begged.

He banged his fist on the desk and it broke, everything collapsed to the floor and I let out a gasped.

"I told you to stop calling me sir, I'm your mate!" No I'm your mate but you are not mine, I would have loved to say that to him but he just broke his desk in front of me because of the title I called him. "My name is Axel and everyone know it." He said proudly.

I remained silent as I held my breath. He is a short tempered person for some reason. Who knows if breathing without talking would get him angry.

"Say it." He demanded after a while of silence.

I looked at him questioningly.

"Say my name." He added grumpily.

I roll my eyes. "Axel." I said softly.

He smiled and looked satisfied. He hugged me and I was so little in his arms.

I felt so uncomfortable with his arms around me, I was already uncomfortable sitting on his lap and now I'm in his arms.

I knew protesting will be of no use. I remained silent but I hated every second of it.

He snuggled closer and rested his head on my shoulder while his breath fanned my neck.

He placed a soft kiss on my neck then smiled. I could feel his smile on my neck as his lips spread.

"That's the first time you've said my name." He said. "And it sounds wonderful when you say it." He added.

"Your voice is deeper than most girls voice but somehow it sounds divine and enchanting to hear." He continued.

Oh Lord has he dope or something? Has hugging me gotten him drunk or what? Oh he should not start confessing his undying love for me or else I'll puke for real.