My Boss Wants Me In His Bed

Chapter 15

January 16 2117

Gloria was so angry at herself for what she had just felt while staring at David.

Her heart had warmed up at that instant and it was a feeling alien to her.

She had admired David. She had even almost smiled at him and had thought about his lips.

"This is a disaster." She cussed under her breath as they both got into the limousine. 'I am losing myself'.

Jonathan closed the door after Gloria got in and smiled at her. Again she was too carried away by her thoughts to smile back.

Her mind was running around in circles. Nothing could ever happen between David and her. She was sure of it.

He was just being nice because he is the King. If only he will just leave her the f.u.c.k alone! She thought.

She didn't want to get hurt again. The wounds inflicted on her by Julio were still very much fresh and open both physically, mentally and emotionally. She couldn't let herself be hurt again.

David's eyes were on her through out the ride. He could see how conflicted she was about everything including him. And though he wanted to say something to her so desperately he didn't know what to say.

He didn't know exactly what made her so worried. He wondered if he had done something wrong or said something inappropriate.

He inhaled, his heart started beating on an uneven rate. Her silence was upsetting him.

Gloria stretched out her hands and took her bag from David's t.h.i.g.hs. He s.u.c.k.e.d in a deep breath. She had been so close just now and gone all at once.

"Gloria." He whispered. His voice was so low he barely even heard himself and Gloria who was lost in thoughts sure didn't hear him.

She kept quiet the whole way and David just let her be after that. He didn't want to make her angrier and he couldn't even get any sensible word out of his lips.

When the car stopped Gloria's eye darted every where and he could tell she was fighting an inner battle with herself.

He wanted to help her but he knew that she wouldn't let him.

Jonathan opened the door for him and he walked around the car and opened the door for Gloria.

She was about to leave when he held her arms forcing her to look up at him. He wanted to say something anything but no words came out of his lips.

Her eyes dazzled him completely, thus rendering him speechless.

Gloria wriggled out of his hold and ran into the hospital and this time David couldn't catch up with her as by the entrance was a man on a roller who needed his attention urgently.

The old man just had an accident and his white shirt was drenched in blood.

"Where are the Doctors!" David half screamed. A bundle of doctors started coming out from the glass doors almost immediately.

The man had just come now and they had not been aware of him.

The granddaughter of the man who was about twelve years old ran to David who was still staring at Gloria's retreating back.

"Save my grand pa please." She begged.

David immediately Got to work on the man. The other doctors rallied around him.

When the man was a bit stabilized they rolled him to the theatre on the ground floor for his operation.

David insisted on carrying out the operation himself. He didn't really treat patients and most of them never had access to him so imagine the excitement of the man when he opened his eyes and saw David after the one hour operation which would have been at least three hours if not for David's expertise.

"God bless you my King. God bless you!" He spoke with so much joy, as he looked up at David with admiration.

"Rest." David simply said, forcing out a strained smile. "You will back as if nothing happened."

David didn't really like to be called King or his majesty.

He saw a glimpse of Gloria in his head and swallowed. He just couldn't get her out of his mind. She was there with him everywhere and every time even in the most awkward of places. 

He left the all white wardroom when the man had fallen asleep and went straight to his office.

He didn't know what to do with Gloria and it was upsetting him. He would never regret saving her, or loving her, but he just could not help but wish that she loosened up a bit more to make it easier for him to get through to her.

Thoughts of her before made him happy, elated and sometimes sad. But

now, thinking of her, he was both upset and dying in d.e.s.i.r.e for her. It was not a good combination and he knew it.