Chapter 14

• Benedict glares at me then looks back at Coral who was standing by the threshold, "We're still not finish here Coral. Cancel my next meeting." He instructed right away.
• I gaped. As I look passed Coral, she gapes at Benedict while she looked confuse. But Benedict stared at her even more, looking at her eagerly wanting her to disappear right away from his office. She inwardly squirm and takes a smile.
• "Very well, sir." She turns on her heel and leaves us.
• Benedict shifts on his chair and turned back his attention at me. "Where were we, again?" He quizzed.
• I asked you about your sexuality.
• "If you really had to go for a meeting then I think I best be off." I sheepishly say even though I'm inwardly shocked and happy that he cancelled his meeting for me. This time for me.
• "You need this for your article, right? I just wanna be in a great way to help you." He answers.
• He leans back as he pressed his forefinger to his lips. My eyes flick as I swallow. Those long fingers are distracting too. Damn it. His presence is seriously distracting as hell.
• "How about you Miss Thibault?" He asks.
• My brows shoots up as I look back at him with a confused look. I thought we were here to talk about him and not me.
• "Let's talk about you for a change." He blurted out.
• No. I disagreed mentally.
• "I cancelled my meeting for you, let me know a little bit more about you. That would be fair." He begins to talk to me like he's doing business with me.
• "I told you there's nothing that will interest you with me Mr. Saintclare."
• He licks his lips. "I doubt. I'm already interested with this frustrating, intriguing yet stunning creature on my couch."
• A sharp breathing hitched from the back of my throat. I blink a few more as I watch him looking back at me, waiting for me to say anything to what he said. I don't know what to answer that. Wait, what did he ask me a while ago again?
• Fuck.
• Why can't I keep my focus when I'm with him? Kylie's right, never look into the eyes. His eyes casts spells to women. Damn I'm not even okay on my seat.
• My cheeks feels like burning again and I feel my ears burning too. Argh he's intimidating me in some ways I try to conceal and act being oblivious to it.
• "What are your plans after you graduate?" He asks me, further. He must've noticed that I'm frozen.
• Fuck he just said he's interested with me. How am I gonna be okay with that?
• "I... I just need to get through my final exams and get this article done." I answer whisperingly. Fuck, where did my voice went to?
• I swallow harder on my saliva as I watch his teeth sink into his upper lip again.
• Why is that so goddamn arousing?
• I watch him as he pulled something out from his pocket and placed it on top of the table as he pushed it towards me.
• It's his calling card.
• "Give me a call when you've done taking into consideration about that offer I gave you a while ago." He says.
• I'm shocked.
• "Offer?" I questioned.
• "The internship."
• I gaped.
• He was really serious with his offer. I didn't even expect he'd give me his calling card. I shyly take it from the table. "I'll bear that in mind." I say as I shove his calling card inside my bag.
• "But I think I won't even fit in here." I say while laughing softly.
• "Why not? What's wrong with my company?" He asks.
• I gaped. "I didn't mean it in a bad way that your company has something wrong with it because it don't. It's... It's just... It's me. I... I don't fit in here." I stammer again.
• "I think you do." He keeps a straight face on but I feel like he's undressing me with those Emerald eyes.
• I exhale. "I mean look at me. I'm fitted for a low-circulating magazine."
• He looked displeased.
• I quickly grabbed my recorder from the table and heard him speak, "I can show you around the company. Maybe I can persuade you a bit more to finish your internship here."
• He surprised me again. I look back at him and he looks at me seriously. His eyes are so powerful. It's so intimidating when I look at him even more.
• "People have been dying for a position here at my company Miss Thibault. Feel privileged to be offered an internship program directly coming from me. Not everyone is lucky." He continues to say.
• "I will try to reconsider your offer Mr. Saintclare. Thank you." I say.
• "Benedict." He corrected me. "I told you Benedict is fine."
• I nod.
• I began to stand from my seat and so did he. "Did you get everything you need to know for your article?" He asks.
• "Yes. Thank you for your time. It's truly an honor to be meeting with the successful man behind Saintclare Enterprises." I smile at him.
• He extends his hand to me and I shyly accepted it. His hand is huge as it wraps around my tiny hand. "Call me when you have any questions regarding your article about me." He says.
• I smile. "I will."
• Does he really want me to call him?
• He releases my hand and I quickly shove my hands to my sides.
• "Until we meet again Mr. Saintclare." I say, ignoring the thought that he allowed me to call him Benedict.
• "We surely will. I'll be buying a copy of your magazine on the next issue just to see what you've written about me." He speaks with a sterner voice.
• I smile shyly. "I hope I could satisfy you." Then I realized what I said sounded completely wrong when he began to smile at me.
• I gaped. "I meant to say the article. I hope I could satisfy you with the article."
• Damn it Thea. Try to say the right things you're already about to go! But he just kept smiling evilly at me.
• "And if Mrs. Victoria would publish it on the next issue." I continued.
• "She will." He answered back.
• "I doubt. I'm still an intern so I don't think she'll let one intern have a full story about England's darling." I say.
• There was a pregnant pause.
• "I will get going now." I smile. "Thank you again Mr. Saintclare."
• He smiles as he surprisingly walks me to the door. He opens his office door for me and both Coral and her minions look up in shock as Benedict opens the door for me. Coral is obviously mooning over him all the time.
• "See you around Mr. Saintclare. Thanks for letting this happen because it was an honor to meet you." I speak as I walk out of this office.
• "The pleasure's all been mine." He answers.
• I began to walk to the elevator and didn't turn back to face him. I feel my heart's about to jump out from my chest even if the interview is already done. I can't believe that I survived one hour with him. I can't believe he still affects me even when he's not around me.
• When I got inside the see-through elevator, I watch him holding his phone up to his ear before he closes his office door. He gave me a quick stern glance before his door finally shuts. I exhale in relief when the elevator begins to move down to the main lobby.
• He's still affecting me as I reached main floor and as I walk my way out of his building, I look back up to the striking huge and bold name of his company on top of his skyscraper-like bundling.
• Saintclare Enterprises.
• Benedict Saintclare, you sure do know how to make a girl feel uneasy before you.
• I hailed a cab and can't wait to start making my article for the magazine.