Maria

I sat behind my desk, leaning back and relaxing into my office chair. 

My legs spread wide apart, My black stiletto heels resting upon the surface of my desk in an attempt at keeping my shaking legs at bay. 

The black low cut blouse I wore revealed the top of my breasts as My black skirt hitched above my knees. 

I sucked in a deep breath, my breath getting caught as I felt the unfamiliar tingles down below. A small moan escaping past my lips. Only loud enough for us in the room to be able to hear of course. 

Quiet shaken sobs filled my ears making me feel more uncomfortable than ever. 

It's very distracting if I'm honest. 

I raised my gun, Holding it tightly in my right hand as I aimed it towards the woman that was sitting in the chair opposite from my desk. 

She was a mess with puffy red eyes and Tears streaming down her cheeks, Her hand held firmly against her blood stained blonde hair. I watched her for a moment, the blood dripping down her arm slowly, edging towards her elbow. 

She shrunk back in the seat she was sat in, Cowering as if it would protect her from my bullets if I were to pull the trigger. 

I wasn't going to pull the trigger. I haven't got it in me, and to be honest just holding this thing sent my nerves haywire, but she didn't need to know that.

"Please" she begged me through her quivers. "P-p-please he's my boyfriend" She stuttered referring to James, The guy who was currently knelt on the floor in between my legs with his head underneath my skirt. 

I kept the gun in a firm grip, not removing my aim from her as She began to shake with fear. "Mmm" I forced a moan to pass my lips, effectively making her sobs louder. 

I was faking of course but again my guests don't need to know that. 

"Isn't this what you wanted?" I questioned Raising my eyebrows at her, my eyes making contact with her scrutinising blue eyes. 

She slowly shook her head left to right motioning her answer. 

"I mean this is what you told everyone in this goddammit estate that I was doing right?" I spat at her, My expression  nothing but blank. 

Before she could reply to my question the door to my office flew open and in walked Lucien with a smile upon his lips. 

My eyes went wide, Shit! Why didn't I lock the door? Fuck! stupid stupid María, I mentally scolded myself.

My heart was pounding in my chest, panic washing over me greatly. Why is he here? This was not supposed to go like this. He isn't supposed to see this. 

I Quickly covered my reaction up acting as if It didn't bother me that Lucien had entered the room at a time like this but in reality It did, It really bothered me. 

He stopped in his tracks Slightly raising his eyebrows As he took in the sight of the bloodied and broken down woman in front of me.

Diverting his eyes back to me With confusion upon his oh so handsome face as he switched his gaze lower taking in the scene in front of him. 

His face scrunched up as if only just realising what was going on Inside this small room. Second glancing at the scene in front of him he clenched his Jaw tightly realisation hitting him. 

His body shaking with anger, He was anything but happy to say the least.

James was clueless to Lucien's presence with his head still tucked under my skirt.

A look of pure rage covered Lucien's face in a split second. "WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON IN HERE" He blew up. His jaw was tightening repeatedly. 

James shot his head up at the sound of his boss's voice. His eyes almost popping out of his head. 

I almost shrunk back in my seat. The only thing stopping me was that I was Pissed! I was pissed that Lucien had waltzed his way in my office without so much as a knock. Disturbing my revenge on the woman that sat across from me. 

He is making me look weak. 

How can I show people I'm to be afraid of if Lucien undermines me,If anyone undermines me for that matter. 

This will all be for nothing And I refuse to have allowed a man to touch me in this way and have it be for nothing. 

I raised my gun pushing the barrel against James's head. James flicked his eyes to mine fear evident in his deep brown orbs. 

James wasn't afraid of me. He knew me too well. My guess he's afraid of Lucien. 

To my surprise even with Lucien's presence James lowered his head knowing exactly what I was asking for without me even having to say the words. 

At this point Lucien was livid. I don't even know when he had closed the distance between us but by the time I raised my head to look up He was standing beside me reaching behind his back, pulling his gun out from his waistband with no hesitation. 

He placed the barrel of his gun to James's temple. "GET THE FUCK OUT BEFORE I BLOW YOUR BRAINS OUT" He gritted between his teeth. 

My eyes went wide at his threatening demands. The anger rolling off of him was clear as day with his clenching fists and ticking jaw. 

To say I was frightened was an understatement. I have never seen that look upon Lucien's face before. I have seen him angry before yes!

But see him pull a gun on someone before? No never. The look on his face right now is something else. A look I could only imagine the devil to wear. 

Thinking about it the closest I have seen to him being this angry was that night I spent stargazing with Nicolas, my old bodyguard that night was mortifying.