Chapter 253 - Do You Smell That?

"Good morning, Mr. David." Stella greeted him with a bright smile on his face. 

Every department of Levinson's Corp. was busy with tasks assigned by her. They wanted to get them done as soon as possible as they only had a week remaining before the deadline given by her.

Stella was on a round around the company as she needed to ensure that no one was slacking, not that they had the guts to do it while she was roaming around the corridors of the company. It's not like she had anything else to do as almost all of her work was done as Adam was helping her with dealing other matters so that she could completely focus on the take over of R&E Group of Companies. 

It had been a week since his pain relapsed, but she was glad that he was doing better and the medicines prescribed by Wilson were doing their job too well. She was supposed to go to her doctor last weekend with Adam but her doctor had to leave for an international conference which was being held in a neighbouring country and had to reschedule her appointment for today. She was a bit excited about it as it would be the first time she wouldn't be alone and that he would be with her. 

"Good morning, Boss." David greeted her back and returned her smile with his own, making the women who was standing around him, burning with jealousy. 

She was just taking a small walk on the floor below the cafeteria when her eyes landed on his favorite human. Her lips curled up in an eye-catching smile which was soon replaced by a scowl when her eyes shifted to the unwanted flies which were pestering him. 

From the day, 'David' had showed up at the company and was assigned the role of her personal assistant, he right away became famous not only among the female employees of the company, but males as well. But the two groups had their own reasons for keeping an eye on him.

'Did this man really have to choose such a handsome face for a mask?' Stella thought to herself, clenching her palms into fists. Every time she caught some random woman stealing glances in his direction, she would end up seething with anger. With or without the mask, the man was hers, and only she had the right to ogle at him. In her attempt to shoo away those unwanted flies, she greeted him.

"Good morning, Boss." Her employees greeted her. Even though every ounce of their bodies was burning with jealousy, they had to show her respect. They had never seen the man even curling his lips ever so slightly, no matter how good or seductively they dress up before approaching him. And here he was, showing off those white pearls on a single greeting by her. 

"Here I was thinking that every single member of the staff would be busy because of the workload. It looks like I didn't assign too much of work for your department." The one corner of her lips slightly curled up in a sarcastic smirk. 

"Oh, no! We were just asking Mr. David here about some of the problems that we have been facing regarding our work." One of the women stepped forward and began to explain to her as politely as she could. 

"If you have any problems, discuss it with your mates, or if it is too big of a problem, then you can ask your superiors." Stella raised one of her delicate eyebrows as she looked at the woman before her. "And as far as I remember, I hired him to be 'my' personal assistant, not yours." She continued, stressing on the word 'my'.  

"That's... not… want I meant, Boss." Her broken reply was heard which only made Stella to scoff. 

Instead of replying to her, she turned her attention to the man who was standing next to the woman. "If you are done playing around, shall we go now, Mr. David?" She questioned him with deadpan expression. 

"As you say, Boss." How could the lovesick fool say no to her, never till his last breath. A low hum was heard in response as Stella began to walk away from the crowd which had gathered around. 

Without even giving the pestering flies a mere look, he began to follow Stella who had already left the place, like a puppy following his owner. 

"Do you smell that?" He questioned her when they were at a good distance away from the crowd as he tried to catch-up with her. 

"Smell what?" Stella gave him a side glance and questioned him as she continued to walk towards the elevator. 

"Smells like something is burning, or rather a some one." A devilish smirk embraced his lips as he replied to her. 

Stella glared in his direction as she stepped inside the elevator, followed by him. Once the duo were inside the confinements of the elevator and the doors were closed, Stella pressed the button for the ground floor, settling the elevator into motion. 

"What did you say?" She turned to her side to face him only to find his smiling like the fool he was around her. "Can you repeat it again?" She took a step towards him and asked when she didn't get a response from the man. 

Adam, who was still disguised as David, just shrugged his shoulders in return as he took a step back. Stella continued to inch closer to him as he continued to step backwards until his back was resting against the sidewall of the elevator with Stella standing right before him, her body were merely a few inches away for his. 

His Adam's apple bobbed up and down as he gulped down a mouthful of saliva. The temperature inside the elevator was suddenly beginning to turn hotter as the two love birds continued to stare into each other's eyes. 

Stella took another step closer to him as she rested her one hand on his chest, causing him to gasp. Her hand began to move downward as she continued to gaze into his brown orbs. It continued to move further south before it came to rest right over his crotch. 

"You were saying something?" She blinked her eyes a couple of times, trying to act completely oblivious to the effects her bold actions had on him. She began to stroke the bulge in between his legs when she saw him clenching his jaws together. 

"What was burning?" She looked at him intently with a blank look on her face as she continued moving her hands over the bulging area, caressing it. She could feel the size of his crotch becoming bigger in her palm. 

"Do you smell that?" She questioned him out of nowhere, making him frown in confusion. 

He was trying his best to fight against the urge to pin her against the wall but the elevator could come to a halt anytime. And he didn't want her employees to see them in a complicated state. The display of affection between David and her was only meant to be seen by the employees who were suspected to be spies. 

"Smell what?" He questioned him with his dry throat which was soon answered by a not so gentle squeeze rather than words, almost making him come right then and there. 

A ding sound was heard as the elevator came to a stop on the ground floor and the doors began to open. Stella retracted her hand right away. The disappointed look on his face made her elated. He was indeed missing the sensation her hand was providing him as soon as it moved away. 

"Smells like something is 'turned on', or rather a some one." She replied to his earlier question, the corner of her lips curling up in an evil smile. She winked at him as she threw his own words back at him. She subconsciously gave her own self a couple of pats on her shoulder for thinking of such a way to take her revenge. 

Looking at his widened eyes and gaping mouth, she raised her chin up slightly in the air proudly and walked out of the elevator with smug resting on her face. On her way out, her hands roamed over the numbers and she pressed the button for the top most floor before continuing in her tracks. 

Adam's eyes lingered on her retreating back with the same baffled expressions, his eyes popping out of their sockets and his jaw hanging low. He continued to stay in the same spot even after she had disappeared from his line of sight and the doors of the elevator were closed as it began to head up to its destination. 

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