TMWKL2 - Two

Jenna dropped on the chair more than sat, air stuck at her throat leaving her facial expression blank. Her face was as pale as the wall in front of her and a million thoughts raced through her head!

Khalifa smirked knowing he succeeded at what he was attempting to do, all he wanted was to embarrass her some more. He wasn't sure why he was tempted to push all her buttons and piss her off; but yet again it was what he was good at.

She fixed her eyes on him and he calmly pulled the chair in front of her sitting on its edge. His tall figure filled all the empty space in front of her and Jenna sucked in her stomach feeling claustrophobic. Khalifa’s eyes were set on her eyes and for a second she felt intimidated but soon realized what he was trying to do. Having 4 bullies for brothers and being the only girl gave her a slight heads up of such situations. She crossed her legs and pulled up her posture closing more of the non existing gap he left her. Khalifa raised an eyebrow and was taken by the sudden change in attitude, but was determined to break her up in no time.

"What kind of a “professional” would write meaningless things on twitter about a successful company like ours?!"

Jenna smiled daringly and sat back in her chair, the tone he used to emphasize professional made gave her hints on how to lead this game. She clasped her hands into her lap in pure easiness; and her smile soon formed a smirk with her grey eyes pierced through his soul.

"The kind that has a president that would use “twitter” to stalk prospect business associates!" 

Khalifa watched her with amazement; he had never met a girl that dared him at his own game and the girl that was sitting in front of him did just that.

"well .. a man .. has to do his homework"

Jenna raised both eyebrows at him, and bit her tongue to not giggle at his sudden change in tone.

"Mhmmm..and this homework Mr.Al-X was to be done after you called me in for a meeting, don't you think its a tad late?"

She uncrossed her legs and inched closer resting her elbows on her legs. Khalifa was staggered by how close she was. She was so close that he smelt her perfume; it was a sweet scent of Patchouli and Oud. He couldn’t help but smile and slide back into his seat.

"Better late than never eh?"

Jenna crossed her legs once again and raised an eyebrow at him wondering whats next with this guy. Something about him intrigued her yet scared her; she was smarter than to proceed with this game he started. She stood up and looked up at him while picking up her things.

"Mr. Al-X, clearly your not as serious as what your suit makes you seem"

She turned to walk out but he was quicker than her and stood in front of her. He looked down at her with amused eyes and she glared up at him with fury.

“Excuse me!”

Khalifa looked down at her and smiled, knowing he locked her between the chair and the table.

“Yes, Miss Al-Y?”

He was inches away from her, never was Jenna in a situation like this nor was she ever this close to a strange man. What was she supposed to do? Kick him? Her brain raced between the tiny space between his right side and the edge of the table. She had no choice but to either inflect pain on him or jump over the chair which was impossible with her skirt!

“what kind of so called professional are you? Please move away I need to leave”

“Noh!”

He said it with a childish tone knowing that her frustration was rising, pleased that he was taking the lead now. Jenna looked up at him and knew clearly she was dealing with a professional bully.

"Wa5r"

"Laish, ana mrta7"

"Enzain ana mush mrta7a"

"Ee 3ady mu lazim terta7een"

"wa5r”

"giltlich merta7”

He crossed his arms across his perfectly wide chest taking a step forward and Jenna felt tiny compared to his tall frame. She took in a deep breath and shot him a irritated look.

“Khalifa”

“labeeh”

“I’d like to leave”

As easy as that was said, he moved to the side leaning on his office table giving her all the space she needed to leave but she didn’t move. She looked up at him one last time and he smiled widely showing his perfect white teeth.

“don’t think you’ve won”

“I didn’t??!”

“NO!”

“would you like me to lock you again between the chair and table??!”

“try it and youll see”

“I would but not now, you’ve had enough for the day … baby girl!”

Jenna’s eyes shot up again with shock, and within seconds she stormed out of the office, floor, building!