Chapter 32 ۵ Alé

YARA'S POV

When I woke up, the first thing I noticed was the weight of his hand still resting on my waist. Not heavy, not gentle, just.....there. I felt myself leaning in closer at first, his grip didn't budge. He was sitting upright against the headboard, his other hand holding his phone as he did whatever important business he needed to do on it, his gaze on the screen, unreadable as ever as he typed. I dipped my head back down on his chest.

"You always sleep this dead?" He spoke setting down his phone on the bedside table, focusing all his attention on me.

I shifted slightly, groggy "well you could've moved me if it bothered you so much"

His eyes glinted, a smile setting on his lips for the faintest moment before it was replaced by his usual coldness. He took his time to answer before he shrugged "didn't feel like it" His tone was dismissive, but the way his fingers lingered on my waist made my skin prickle. I sat up quickly, brushing hair out of my face.

"Guess your bed's not the worst place to sleep" I muttered, trying to sound indifferent which earned a quiet scoff " high praise, coming from you princess" His attention shifted to the front of the room, but the corners of his mouth tugged upward slightly. "you drooled on me, by the way"

I froze mid stretch, whipping my head around to face him. "What?" I could already feel my face burning up.

He didn't even look at me, his expression blank except for the faintest smirk. "You heard me Yara"

I scowled. "No, I didn't, stop lying Alejandro" I denied him every chance I got even though the evidence was clear.

He turned his head then, his eyes playful, locking onto mine. "Want me to show you the evidence? It's still on my chest, cariño" My face burned, and I opened my mouth to argue, but nothing came out, causing him to let out a light laugh and only mock me further.

"You're lying" I said finally, forcing as much defiance into my voice as I could muster, if I believed it enough maybe the wet spot on his shirt would disappear.

"Am I?" he shot back, musing. He sat up straighter, lifting the part of his shirt that was wet. "Take a look for yourself"

I stared, feeling the heat creep up my neck as I scrambled for a response. "You're......um....you're disgusting" I said unsure of it myself.

A low, humorless chuckle rumbled from him. "Disgusting? You're the one leaving your spit all over me"

"I didn't-!"

"Relax baby" he cut me off "it's not the first mess I've had to clean your spit off of me" my face managed to burn up even more could he not go a few seconds without completely embarrassing me. I managed to get off the bed, making my way to the bathroom.

"Next time you drool all over me, try not to make it so obvious"

I spun around before opening the door to the bathroom, my face burning. "I didn't drool on you!"

His smirk turned colder, sharper. "You want me to take my shirt off so you can have a closer look? Hm?"

"You're such a-" I cut myself off, shaking my head, too furious to finish the sentence. I yanked the door open and stepped into the bathroom, slamming the door shut behind me.

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It was 10am . Alejandro surprisingly hadn't gone to work at 6am like he usually did, which was both a relief and a frustration As I padded barefoot into the kitchen, I froze. There he was, standing at the counter, his sleeves rolled up and his back to me. The sight was strangely domestic, which didn't fit him at all. He was chopping something on a cutting board with practiced precision, and I couldn't help but stare.

"You're hovering" he said suddenly, not bothering to turn around. His voice was calm, teasing.

I rolled my eyes, shaking off the moment. "I'm not hovering. I live here too, remember?"

He turned then, his dark blue eyes swept over me, lingering just long enough to make my pulse skip. "You look like you've just woken up again"

"Wow thanks Alejandro, that's exactly what I needed to hear" I rolled my eyes, defensively smoothing my hair, earning an amused chuckle from him. "What are you even doing?"

He didn't answer, just held out a slice of apple toward me. "Here"

I stared at it like it might bite me. "You're being suspiciously...normal. Should I be worried?"

A faint smirk tugged at his lips. "You're always worried, princesa. Just take it before I change my mind" Reluctantly, I stepped closer, taking the apple from his fingers. As I bit into it, I could feel his eyes on me, watching intently.

"Sweet enough for you?" he asked, leaning casually against the counter.

"It's fine" I muttered, brushing past him to grab a glass from the cabinet. "Don't act like you picked it straight off the tree yourself" he smirked, his eyes never leaving the knife.

"Ungrateful as always" he said, his tone jeering. "Remind me why I bother with you again?" I responded by rolling my eyes. Really I should be asking him that question.

"So, you aren't going to work today?" He looked up at me.

"I am, and so are you princess so get ready" I squinted my eyes. "I thought you didn't want me to go because I'm a liability"

"You are a liability, but I guess I can work around it. 30 minutes and then we're leaving" he mused, placing the knife on the table and leaving the room.

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When we arrived at the office, Alejandro didn't say much. He stepped out of the car with the kind of authority that made people straighten up when he walked past. I followed behind him, my heels clicking against the marble floor.

As soon as we stepped inside, he turned to me. "Try not to fuck anything up today" he said, his tone more teasing than stern.

I rolled my eyes. "Well I won't unless you give me a reason to Alejandro"

His smirk lingered as he walked off toward his office, clearly satisfied, leaving me to handle my own tasks for the day.

The morning dragged. Without Michelle here to micromanage me, I worked through my list of documents surprisingly quickly. By the afternoon, I was bored out of my mind. I hesitated for a long time before deciding to do something I probably shouldn't. Standing outside Alejandro's office, I smoothed my skirt and took a deep breath before knocking on the door. Maybe he'd cure my boredom.

"Come in" his voice called out, sharp and authoritative.

I pushed the door open to find him on a call pacing behind his desk. His tone was clipped, rapid fire Spanish spilling from his mouth. He looked up when I entered, his eyes narrowing slightly, but he didn't tell me to leave. Instead, he pointed to a chair and gestured for me to sit.

I shook my head, mouthing "It's okay" as I started to back out of the room but the death stare he gave me made me stop in my steps, gulping down the lump in my throat. Sitting down felt too casual, so I stood awkwardly by the desk as he continued his heated conversation.

When he finally hung up, his gaze snapped to me, sharp and unrelenting. "Yara, what the fuck do you want?" he spat, leaning back against his desk and crossing his arms, the anger from the call still radiating off him as he clenched his jaw.

I bristled. "You know you don't have to take your anger out on me" I spoke sitting down on the chair opposite him.

"Careful. I'm in no mood to entertain your smart mouth. Answer my question"

"Well I was bored" I answered, picking up and playing with the pen on his desk as he watched my every move intensely. "Michelle isn't here, I've finished all my work and watching you  shout at people is more entertaining than staring at the wall" he looked at me with a gaze I couldn't quite place. He got up off his seat, immediately towering over me.

He stalked towards me, circling the desk until he was next to me. He took the pen out of my hand and placed it on the desk, lifting up my chin with a firm grip. "I can find better ways to entertain you darling" he teased, not smirking but I could see a glint in his eyes as he stared into my eyes, completely captivating me.

I stood up from my chair, his body still towering over me "and what exactly do you suggest?" I provoked, making that stubborn smirk curl on his lips.

"I don't think you want to know what I would suggest Malik" he spun me around so I was facing the desk, his hand lingering up from my thigh to my hips, resting on my waist, taunting me, making my breath hitch.

"Alejandro" I murmured out, my voice breathy.

His hand lingered up to my hair, brushing it behind my ear "Why don't I show you what I'd do instead" he whispered, his lips feathering over my ear. Without a warning he bent me over the desk with his strong hands gripping my hips.I gasp, surprised by the sudden movement, my heart racing with a mix of excitement and apprehension.

"Alejandro! N-not here-" I said not agreeing with anything just came out of my mouth. He pushed my legs apart with his foot.

"Shh baby" he husked, slowly lifting up my skirt, revealing my lace panties. I blush deeply, feeling vulnerable yet intrigued by his boldness. His fingers trace along the edge of the fabric, teasing me.

"Shit, you're so wet for me already, Yara. You've been needing this, haven't you?"

I bite my lip, nodding slightly as his hand slips beneath my underwear. His fingers stroke along my slit, making me shiver and moan softly.

"fuck Alejandro.......that feels..." I couldn't even finish my sentence before he slid a finger inside me, pumping slowly, making me release a moan, earning a mused chuckle from him.

"Faster Alé, please...." he did as I asked, pumping in and out faster, the sounds of his fingers drilling me filling the room.

"That's it, kitten, beg for me to ruin you" He adds another finger, thrusting deeper, harder. His grip on my ass becoming tighter. I grip the desk tightly as my legs tremble, feeling myself building towards a peak as he pulses his fingers into my pussy.

"You're going......to make me come......Alejandro" I moaned out. Suddenly, he pulls away, leaving me whimpering with need. He flips up my skirt fully, exposing my ass. I whimper out a moan as he spanks me hard, the sting mixing with my arousal.

"Not yet, mi amor. I want to watch you completely lose control" he rasped, pulling me up from the desk and spinning me back round. I pant heavily, desperate for more. As he steps back, I straighten my skirt and try to catch my breath, my mind still fogged with lust. He just stares at me intensely, calculating my every move.

"Strip" he commands. I hesitate for a moment even though my mind is telling me to do everything he tells me to do.

"Maybe we should stop what if someone-" he cuts me off by grabbing my blouse, ripping it open. Buttons fly everywhere as he exposes my bra clad breasts. I gasp, stepping back instinctively. Which only makes him pull me against his hard body. I can feel his erection pressing against my stomach, making me shudder. He leans in and bites my neck hard, sucking on the sensitive skin. I cry out, my hands coming up to push against his chest.

I needed him, my body craved him "Please....." I begged, but he only laughs at my desperation.

"That's right you little slut, beg for it" He growls, his hands roaming over my body. He reaches up and unhooks my bra, letting it fall to the floor. My skirt and panties were next to fall to the floor.

"On your knees, Yara. Worship me kitten" I comply, sinking to the floor. He undoes his belt and unzips his pants, letting them fall to the floor.

"Go on baby" He ushers, fisting his hand in my hair. I take him into my mouth. He groans as I work him with my tongue and lips, my hand wrapped around his shaft.

"That's it, Yara. Take it all" he groans, his grip on my hair tightening as he practically fucks my face, taking full control. I can feel him getting closer and closer to the edge, his cock throbbing against my tongue. When he suddenly pulls out, picking me up from the floor and roughly placing me on his desk. "Lay down princess" my heart races as I lay down, the cold surface of the desk pressing against my back. He pushes my legs apart roughly, exposing my arousal completely.

"Touch yourself for me" He commands. I shake my head my mind telling me two different things, but he just smirks.

"Do it, Yara. I want to watch you touch that needy cunt" Reluctantly, I slide my hand down my body, my fingers finding my slick folds. I start to rub my wet clit myself slowly, my eyes on his face. He watches me intently, his eyes dark with desire. I can feel myself getting wetter and wetter, my fingers slipping easily inside me as I moan breathily. I can see his jaw clench as he watches me go faster, my back arching. Just as I'm about to come, he pulls my hand away and replaces it with his own.

"Don't come yet, you come when I tell you to, understand baby?" his fingers thrusted harder and faster as I nodded my head. I whimper, trying to hold back my orgasm. He keeps my legs open, going until I'm trembling on the edge of release, then he stops.

"Why did you.....stop......" I moan, my voice shaking. He grabs my hips and pulls me to the edge of the desk. He teases me with the head of his cock, rubbing it against my slick folds causing my back to arch.

"Be a good little girl and beg for it, Yara" he husks. I look up at him, my eyes pleading.

"Please.....fuck me, Alé. I need your cock inside me" I whimper. He smirks in satisfaction and with that, he slams into me hard, filling me completely.

"Fuck!" I cry out at the sudden invasion, my hands scrabbling against the wooden surface. He sets a brutal pace, pounding into me with all his strength. The desk shakes with each thrust, the sound of skin slapping against skin filling the room. I can feel myself coming undone, my body trembling with pleasure. He reaches down and finds my clit, rubbing it roughly as he pounds into me harder, his hand still on my thigh making sure my legs stay spread.

"Come for me, princess" He demands, his voice ragged with pleasure. I let go, my orgasm crashing over me in waves, my head falling back as I tremble. He follows close behind, his cock pulsing inside me as he fills my cunt up with his cum.

As I come down from my orgasm, Alejandro helps me sit up on the desk "did I manage to cure your boredom" he mused his voice still breathy.

"What do you think?" I panted out, rolling my eyes.

He pulls me towards him, his hands on my jaw "I think you're still wanting more Malik" i pushed his hands away from my face, he let me, his hand dropping down with ease. "Shut up" i say, earning a chuckle.

I stayed put on the desk, watching as he roughly put my bra on. He smoothed down my skirt and pulled my blouse over me all the while looking into my eyes with an amusing intensity.

"Might want to do something about that" he smirked looking at my chest. I looked down only to see what he was taking about, the buttons of my shirt were completely gone because on him, exposing my breasts.

"Alejandro!" I huffed angrily "what am I going to do?" I spoke sliding down from the desk, panicking.

"You worry too much.....here" he spoke throwing his shirt at me.

"I'm not wearing this Alejandro" I crossed my arms.

"I don't think you have much of a choice princess, unless you want to leave with your tits-"

"Ok fine, I'll wear it" i quickly slipped of my shirt and put his shirt over me. It was massive but did the job, although you could clearly tell it wasn't mines.

"Thanks....i guess" I rolled up the sleeves of his shirt so it would fit better.

"I guess? God, you really are ungrateful" he teased, making me laugh "well how would you like it if you had to wear my shirt?" I raised a brow.

"Fair enough" he smirked.

"Well I should probably um....go" I spoke but something possessed me to walk closer to him instead of away, I found myself standing close to him, reaching up to him, leaning in and kissing him hard on the mouth, my hands resting on his chest. He's surprised at first, but then he kisses me back, his lips rough and demanding against mine. His rough hand tangling against my hair, pressing me deeper against his lips.

After a moment, I pull away, my breathing ragged. I look up at him, he smirks down at me "go home, Yara" he  says, his hand dropping from hair. He stared as I walked to the door, my hand on the handle "Alejandro?"

He raised a brow "hm?" His voice, his stare, everything about him in this moment already managed to intimidate me, I closed my mouth, wanting to say more to him but nothing came out of my mouth "n-nothing" I mumbled, quickly leaving his office. As I made my way to the elevator, I couldn't help but touch my lips, still stinging from his kiss.

As soon as I got home, I shut my room door behind me and leaned against it, exhaling sharply. My thoughts were a whirlwind, my body still thrumming with the aftershocks of Alejandro's touch. His oversized shirt hung loose on me, the scent of his cologne clinging to the fabric, a constant, maddening reminder of what had happened in his office.

"What the hell am I doing?" I muttered to myself, pushing off the door and pacing the room. Every moment replayed in vivid detail, his smirk, the way his hands gripped my hips like he owned me, the way he'd whispered commands in my ear. I shook my head, trying to throw the memories away, but they clung to me stubbornly.

Stripping off Alejandro's shirt, I tossed it onto the couch and headed for the shower, hoping the hot water would wash away the tension in my body. The moment I stepped under the water, the memories flooded back. The way he bent me over the desk, the gravelly way he said my name, the way he completely unraveled me. My fingers trailed over my stomach, down to my clit, tracing the places where his hands had been, and I bit my lip, trying to shake the lingering ache he'd left behind.

Stepping out of the shower, I wrapped a towel around myself and went straight to bed in my old room, not wanting to face Alejandro when he got back.

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The next morning, I woke up feeling just as restless. I dressed quickly, deliberately choosing a sharp black dress.

By the time I arrived at the office, Alejandro message me at 9:15. 'My office now' he wrote.

Finally, I made my way to his office, my heels clicking against the floor.

When I knocked, his voice called out. "Come in"

I stepped inside, closing the door behind me. Alejandro was seated behind his desk, his sharp blue eyes already locked on me. He leaned back in his chair, one hand resting on the armrest, the other holding his glasses which I barely saw him wear, he twirled them absently in his fingers.

"You asked for me?" I said, keeping my tone as neutral as possible.

He put his glasses down, his gaze swept over me, lingering for a fraction too long before meeting my eyes. "You're late"

"I can't exactly control my bladder Alejandro"

"Sit"

I hesitated, my eyes narrowing. "If this is about yesterday-"

"This is about now" he interrupted smoothly, gesturing to the chair opposite his desk. "Just put your ass on the bloody chair Yara" I obeyed, folding my hands in my lap. He leaned forward, resting his elbows on the desk as he studied me, the intensity of his gaze making me squirm.

"I need you to pick up Elena" he said, his voice flat, as if this was nothing more than a routine task.

I blinked. "Elena?" I hadn't seen her since ages.

He finally looked up, his gaze sharp and unyielding. "Yes, Yara. She's spending a few days at my house, and I don't have time to go and pick her up"

The mention of Elena caught me off guard. I know Alejandro only moved Elena to a safer house because he cared for her but it wasn't fair that he hadn't let me see he until now. I nodded slowly. "Of course, but......why can't she stay with us more often? She's probably-"

"Stop" His voice was sharp, cutting through my words like a knife. I froze, my heart racing as his cold stare pinned me in place.

"Don't question me, Yara" he said, his tone low and dangerous. "You don't get to ask why. You do as you're told. Is that clear?"

I swallowed the lump in my throat, nodding. "Crystal"

"Good" He leaned back against the edge of his desk, crossing his arms as he studied me. "Anything you need to say?"

I shook my head, biting back the urge to argue.

"Then go" he said, waving me off dismissively.

I stood abruptly, my chair scraping against the floor as I made my way to the door. But before I could leave, his voice stopped me.

"And Yara?"

I glanced back at him, my hand on the door handle.

"Thank you"......I never thought I'd hear it coming from his mouth but he actually thanked me instead of being his usual ignorant, heartless self. I replied with a smile before shutting the door behind me.

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There she was with her nanny, looking happy as always. She wore a pink dress, with her hair down and a cute bow in it. I smile unknowingly crept onto my face.

She looked around until she finally saw me "Yara!" she exclaimed, running up to me and wrapping her small arms around my waist.

"Hey sweetheart" I said, crouching down to her level. "You don't know how happy I am to see you" I spoke, brushing her hair away from her face.

"Same, it took me ages to get daddy to let me see you"

She nodded, her smile returning. "Well let's hope he'll let us see each other more often" I smiled.

As we drove back to the house, I couldn't help but think about what I'd said earlier. Why couldn't Elena stay with us permanently? She deserved to be with her father, not shuffled around like an afterthought. But I knew better than to bring it up again. Alejandro had made it clear that it wasn't my place to question him. When we arrived at the house, Alejandro was already there, answering a call, he quickly cut the call when he saw Elena. His expression softened "Come here mi amor" He spoke, Elena giggled as she ran to him, he lifted her up, pressing a kiss to her temple.

I stood awkwardly by the door, unsure of whether to stay or leave.

I watched as Elena squirmed free of Alejandro's embrace, he murmured something to her in Spanish before she ran off. Alejandro stood in the doorway for a moment, eyes following his daughter's retreating figure. For a brief second, his expression softened, a flicker of warmth in his eyes but it disappeared quickly, masked by that ever present cool detachment.

I stood there, waiting for something. He turned and faced me with that same unreadable look, his gaze catching mine as if he'd been waiting for me to make the first move. "You look good princess" he said, his voice low and steady, but his eyes glinted with something darker, something more dangerous than simple appreciation. He moved closer, moving my hair behind my ear behind my ear. My breath shifted as he leaned in, placing a rough kiss on my neck, suck and teasing until I was sure it would leave a hickey. He moved up towards my ear, his lips lingered over them "do you have any idea how much I want a repeat of the yesterday Yara?" He husked low into my ear. I gulped down the lump in my throat, my hand moving towards his chest, not pushing away just yet.

All I could do was whimper when his hand moved down to my ass, giving it a rough, teasing squeeze "how much I want to wrap my hands around your neck and fuck that little cun-" i let out a breath of relief when i heard Elena's voice nearing. She cut off his sentence short "Papa, can you help me get a cup from the shelf please" He didn't look over at her, his dark gaze was fixed on me.

"I'll be there in a minute amor" and with that she left.

Alejandro's gaze returned to me the moment Elena's footsteps faded, the warmth he reserved for his daughter vanishing entirely. His fingers moved to my jaw, tilting my face up to meet his, his thumb grazing over my bottom lip with a maddening slowness.

"You always look at me like you're afraid" he murmured, his voice low, almost amused. His thumb pressed harder, teasing my lip. "What do you expect Alejandro? All you've ever given me is a reason to fear you" I bit back, attempting to yank his strong hand away from my face with no success. He leaned closer, the heat of him brushing over my skin, his lips grazing the edge of my jaw as he whispered "It's not fear that keeps you quiet, cariño. It's something else entirely"

My breath hitched, my pulse pounding in my ears. I hated how easily he unraveled me, how he knew exactly how to find the weak spots I worked so hard to hide.

"Let me go, Alejandro" I finally managed, though the tremor in my voice betrayed me.

He squeezed my jaw a little harder "let you go?" he chuckled, but there was no warmth in the sound, only sharpness. "You say that, but your body......." His hand moved from my jaw to my waist, sliding down to my hip, his fingers gripping me firmly. "It's telling me something else" I should've pulled away, should've pushed him back. Instead, I stood frozen, caught in the push and pull of wanting him and hating myself for it. His grip on my hip tightened slightly as he pressed me against the doorframe, his body close but not touching me fully. The tension was unbearable, and he knew it. He always knew it.

"You drive me fucking insane Yara" he said, his voice dipping lower, rougher, his breath hot against my neck. "Do you know how hard it is to keep my hands off you? To keep myself from ruining your pretty little body every time you look at me with those eyes?" I shivered, his words igniting something deep within me. But then, just as quickly as he closed the distance, he pulled back, his coldness rushing in like a wave. His hand left my waist, and the absence of his touch made me ache more than I wanted to admit.

"I don't know why I bother" he said, his tone suddenly detached, almost dismissive. "You're nothing but trouble"

I blinked, caught off guard by the sudden shift. "Excuse me?" I said, my voice sharp, though it still felt small compared to his overwhelming presence.

"You heard me" he said, turning to face me again. The teasing edge was gone now, replaced by something colder, more dangerous. "You're a distraction. A very tempting, very frustrating distraction. But a distraction nonetheless princess"

His words hit like a slap, and I clenched my fists at my sides, trying to hold onto the shards of my composure. "If I'm such a distraction, why don't you just leave me alone?" I shot back, my voice firmer this time. He smirked, but it didn't reach his eyes. "Because I don't want to" he said simply "I can't, no matter how much I want to" for a moment we just stood in an intense silence. I was sure my heartbeat could be heard throughout the whole room.

I played nervously with the hem of my dress "you should probably go check on Elena" I spoke, she was still waiting for that damn cup.

"Yara" I looked up at him.

"What?"

He cocked his head slightly, his eyes glinting with amusement, but there was a challenge in them too, like he was daring me to stay. "Yesterday," he began, stepping closer, his voice dropping just slightly "you called me Alé" Heat rushed to my face at the memory. My mouth opened, but no words came out.

His smirk widened, and this time, it reached his eyes. "It was cute" he continued, his tone maddeningly nonchalant. "You should use it more often, outside of when I'm fucking you" I narrowed my eyes, trying to gather my composure. "I was- I didn't mean-"

"You didn't mean it?" he cut in smoothly, raising an eyebrow. "You were quite.......insistent, if I remember correctly"

"I said it twice" I rolled my eyes, crossing my arms, my face becoming flushed "big deal" I spoke, trying to act more composed, hoping he'd forget about the few times I've said it before.

"Say it now" he added, his voice softer, a whisper of a command, catching me off guard. I glared at him, refusing to give in to his teasing. "You're ridiculous Alejandro"

"Maybe" he replied easily, stepping closer until there was barely a breath of space between us. "But I like the way it sounds coming from your mouth" his voice dropped lower "try again for me princesa"

I clenched my fists "not a chance Alejandro"

He smirked "I know I'll hear it again cariño. I'll just have to bend you over my des-"

"Fucking stop" I spoke, my face already burning up. He gave me one last look of amusement before leaving the room. Part of me wanted to scream at him, to demand why he kept playing these games. But another part of me knew it was pointless. This was Alejandro. He would always push and pull, always give just enough to keep me tethered before pulling away again.

"Unbelievable" I muttered under my breath as I turned toward the stairs.

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