Thread: Business as Usual {Niksis x Ms Catailia}

His voice startled her, causing her to visibly jump before bringing a hand to her chest to calm her rapidly beating heart. Sophie had been too focused, staring intently at those photos, that when he spoke it shattered some sort of reality she was lost in. And now she was caught. She doubted he was very pleased to catch her in a room that was clearly hidden for a reason. She would have expected him to be angry, maybe even fire her for snooping, but instead he was engaging her in conversation over the trophies she had just been examining so closely. Quickly fixing her composure, straightening her back and holding her arms under her bosom, she listened to his shoes as he drew near. Once beside her it was clear how much shorter she was without her heels. She felt embarrassed in a way, as he seemed much more intimidating now. Sophie hadn't known what to say to his first comment. She wasn't sure beauty was what she would call the expression on the women's face. But she supposed if one were looking at it through an art appreciation aspect, then maybe he could be right. Instinctively her body leaned away from him as he reached past her to adjust a picture. She didn't like how comfortable he was being so close to her but that had been her fault for acting the way she had last night. She had given him mixed messages, in a way she could even admit she probably led him on, but she wanted to make it clear right now where the line was. She was about to speak up when he asked such a bold question, looking back at her with those dark eyes. Her eyes had widened in response, unconsciously her arms tightened against her as she tensed. Why would he ask her such a thing? Sophie took a step to the side, away from him, turning her body so he couldn't look into her eyes anymore. She had felt in that moment he had stripped away her protective walls and hit right at home. It was as though he had seen into her mind as she envisioned herself in the situations on the pictures that had seemed most pleasing. She had never done anything like that before though and she could never see herself being so vulnerable and under a man's whim in that way. Clearly she was already dealing with demanding men as it was in her life, she didn't need her clothes stripped off and be put into desperate situations where she pleaded to someone higher than her. Even when Christopher abused her, she never once pleaded with him or begged him for anything. She merely tried to protect herself and take what he gave until he was done. She was too proud to be reduced to worshipping anyone other than herself. That is clearly not anywhere near professional conversation, she chastised, but it lost its effect with her turned away. Dropping her arms to her sides now she moved toward the door. She needed to leave this room, this situation, before lines were crossed and she lost control of what was happening. It was one thing for him to have his dark fetishes, it was another for him to try to involve her. Besides, they didn't have time for small talk. There were employees at the office without anyone to dictate what they should be doing and she still needed a shower and change of clothes. She felt like a mess around him. How was she supposed to feel professional and superior in day old clothes? It was like she was doing the walk of shame right in front of him.