A Plaything For CEO Blackwood

# 38 What’s my offense?

** ** Anna’s POV ** **

It was the early hours of the evening, the sun was slowly going down. We had returned from our trip to the Diamond mine and also met for the negotiations. We were not able to reach an agreement just yet as the locals had their demands.

Mr. Blackwood had ended the meeting with the motion that he would think about their demands and get back to them, but I had a feeling that he was not ready to fulfill any of their demands. He seemed displeased with their requests, I would have loved to give my opinion but it doesn’t seem like he wanted to talk to me.

Right now, I was standing by the entrance of a fancy swimming pool on the ground floor, with a towel hanging on my arm while Mr. Blackwood took a swim. Believe me, it was against my wish, this is so unfair?

We had both been put through stress today, so why does he get to swim while I hold his towel like a maid? This was not even my job description to begin with, I am supposed to be scheduling and arranging files in an office, not being a maid to this big head.

Once in a few seconds, he would shoot a glance in my direction and I didn’t even try to hide my displeasure with his demands. I grumbled whenever he looked my way, he just didn’t seem to care about my grumbling, or maybe he found it amusing.

A while later, I watched Megan show up in a jumpsuit, holding a pen in one hand and using the other hand to control her mobile phone. She walked up to us, ignoring me and going straight for Mr. Blackwood.

“Sir? I am done with the paperwork you assigned me, do you need me to do anything else?” she asked.

Oh wow! So he asked her to do paperwork but then he kept me standing here with a towel for over thirty minutes! How unfair of him.

“Oh, thanks a lot dear, you are hardworking and that is one of the reasons I fancy you so much.” He praised her with a smile on his face.

I felt like puking that moment. Why was he praising her for doing something as easy as paperwork? He has never praised me for doing my job, I didn’t even think he had it in him to be nice and grateful. He was rather bossy and controlling, so what changed?

“Thanks so much Sir, your validation means a lot to me.” Megan blushed.

I clenched my fist and cringed hard. They should take it to the bedroom already, why were they being sweet? They were both terrible people. One hates me for no reason and the other only wants me for sex.

“Sure… we had a long day, why don’t you come down here and wind down with me? There is champagne by the pool stand, you can drink while you enjoy the warm water. It is so relaxing by the way.” He announced.

My jaws dropped and I looked at him in disbelief. Really? I also had a fucking stressful day, why do I not get an invitation to the pool, rather I get to be the standby maid? I have been fucking standing here for nearly an hour and he doesn’t even ask me if I would like to join him in the pool?

“I would love to, thank you.” Megan said with a smile. “Let me just change into something suitable,” she added in excitement and walked away.

I was almost tempted to open up but I held it in. I could literally feel the anger burning in me, the rage was threatening to burst me apart. Was he punishing me or what? In fact, it is clear to me that he is punishing me but what did I even do to deserve punishment?

Shortly after, Megan showed up in a bikini, she was exposing a lot of flesh and I found myself cussing inside. Megan was a thick black woman, she wasn’t really chubby, but she was damn thick and I didn’t notice till now. Her boobs were struggling inside the bikini top and I immediately began to wonder why Mr. Blackwood hadn’t strafed her just yet.

She walked past me and gently walked into the pool while I stood there burning with anger. The pool area was surrounded by tall palm trees and there was a bench, but I didn’t want to offend Mr. Blackwood by going to sit down since he had specifically asked me to stand there with the towel.

At exactly an hour and ten minutes after he got in, Mr. Blackwood began to walk out from the deeper part of the water and towards me. “Alright Megan, have fun, if you need anything, inform the hotel management and request they add it to my bill.” He said nicely.

Megan nodded, she was clearly excited. The bitch must think this was about her, she would be disappointed to learn that she was just a tool deployed by Maxwell to annoy me.

I couldn’t help but stare at his body as he emerged from the depth of the pool. Droplets of water stuck to his tanned skin and made the shapes of his well-defined body stand out. His broad shoulders get narrower toward his strong arms, which pumped with muscle with every stroke. My eyes were stuck on his large hairy chest, I could only wonder how long it took him to build those, or could it be natural?

As he came out of the pool, his torso shrunk into a narrow waist, highlighting the V-shaped form that many young men would envy. His long, skinny legs gave him an athletic ease that was both beautiful and intimidating.

I slowly looked up to his hair, which was messy and wet, with some strands stuck to his face, his sharp jawline pricked my attention and I imagined him cast as a TV character, girls would die for him, but not me though.

I gulped the moment I saw the shape of his dick from his briefs and I immediately looked away.

“Seen enough?” he asked in a cold voice as he came to stand beside me.

I scoffed and looked away. He took the towel from me and tied it around his waist and I sighed in relief, at least now he was showing less flesh. I mean, Megan was right here and I knew I was not the only one checking him out.

“Bring those with you,” he said, pointing to the clothes he had taken off before going into the pool, and then he walked away.

I growled inwards, quickly grabbed the clothes and followed him. He was already down the hallway by the time I walked into the building and I tried to catch up with him as he walked into the elevator.

“Hold the elevator!” I yelled as I ran to catch up but he just stood in it silently and watched the door close.

I arrived there just right after it shut in my face. “Fuck you!” I cursed out loud.

I expected to hear sounds of the elevator moving but there was none, and then the door opened again. I put up a nervous smile, afraid that he had heard me curse him.

“You should learn how to say please, Miss Owl. Didn’t no one teach you manners?” he asked bluntly.

“I am sorry,” I mumbled and walked into the elevator.

There was silence all the way up, it was a private block and so we didn’t exactly expect to bump into anyone. Finally, we got to the third floor and he led the way out, while I followed slowly behind.

We got to his room and he opened the door, walking in before me. “Where should I put the clothes?” I asked, leaving the door half-open as I walked in.

He paused and turned around to face me, he took off the towel and I looked away, but then he tossed the towel on my face. “Clearly not here, Miss Owl; take it to the laundry room and do justice to them.”

“Huh?” I muttered and immediately dropped the clothes to the floor. “Okay, I can't take it anymore. Did I do something wrong?” I confronted him.

He was silent, his eyes traveled down to his clothes that I had just thrown on the floor and then up back to me. He began to walk towards me slowly with an expressionless face and my heart flipped. Did I just make things worse?

“What are you talking about?” he asked calmly, his voice was calm but that only terrified me

I began to move back, my eyes stuck at his chest and abs as he approached me. “Did I… Did I say something to offend you?” I stuttered while still moving away from him.

He didn’t respond, he just kept coming closer with his eyes locked on me. I soon met the wall as expected, I was getting used to recreating this already, only that I never really knew what to expect each time.

He closed in on me and I tried to quickly slip off from the side but he placed his arm on the wall from the side of the door to block me, his eyes locked on me. I looked into those gray eyes and I froze, my senses stopped walking and my mind got foggy.

That is it! I am Toast!!

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