Derrick spoke quietly on the phone, moving farther away so she didn't hear what was being said.
Sheila turned back to the stove and continued staring absently. Hurt pulsed within her at the sudden distance he showcased. How he went from thoughtful and kind to distant in just a little over an hour was a mystery she couldn't solve, but it was one that hurt like hell. She knew it was too good to be true, so she had no one to blame but herself, for letting her guard down.
Sheila went through the motion of cooking in a robotic fashion, no longer thrilled by the prospect of preparing something amazing for him. She just wanted to get out of there. She would head over to Zoey's as soon as she was done here, maybe she would also get lost in a bottle of alcohol or two, since she was suddenly an expert at making bad decisions.
The food was done, and the table was set before his call ended. Sheila was grabbing some juice from the refrigerator when he walked back into the ki
Derrick sat at the table in the restaurant with a glass of scotch in his hand. He took a burning sip and continued to gaze out at the sea not too far away. He couldn't sleep, he couldn't concentrate enough to get any job done and he couldn't fucking think straight. Sheila was on constant replay in his head, her reactions to what he had said earlier. Everything about the situation was starting to scare him more than usual."A penny for your thoughts?" Jenna said as she dropped into the chair across from him; already waving a waiter over.She had asked to meet him to talk about what had happened in his office back in New York, and he agreed to it, asking that she meet him here. He was already here when she called anyways, so there was no point in asking to meet up elsewhere."A glass of champagne please" she called sweetly to the waiter as soon as he reached the table"Anything else?" the young girl asked, looking between the both of them"Anot
Derrick's head was in all the wrong places. He couldn't think in his current state. Images of Sheila kept flitting through his head in rapid succession, her shy smile, her quiet laughter, her blushing, and the sexy moans she released when he touched her; all of them mingled into an impossible to swallow cocktail.He was beyond frustrated. He was angry, he was confused, he was guilty; and worst of all he was lost. Without her he felt empty, he had gotten quite used to having her around him and with him. She was a balm his soul hadn't even known it needed.The Japanese clients spoke on and on about the merger they had in place but his mind was roaming, all he could pick up were bits and pieces of the information they were sharing. Hopefully, it was the important bits.Jenna stealthily tapped him to bring him back to the present. Clearly, he had roamed a lot farther this time. He smiled gratefully at her and continued to pay attention as best he could to the man in
Derrick arrived at the company at exactly 10 am. He was an hour late, as his flight has been rescheduled to the next hour. He walked hastily into the office in his haste to see Sheila, he had been calling her all through his flight back but she wasn't picking up. She was definitely still angry with him about what happened.He stepped onto his floor and the first thing that clouded his sight was Sheila. Heaven knew he wanted nothing more than to hold and kiss her breathless, that was the only thing that he had been able to think about all through his trip anyways.Sheila felt someone's gaze lingering on her body, she turned to see who it was and it was no other person than her boss, Derrick Moore. Her eyes were lost in his for a moment before she quickly looked away not acknowledging his presence.She had made a promise to herself that she would not allow him to distract her, she would only come to this office and work… nothing more.Der
"Sheila, I have absolutely no idea what you are talking about, what picture is that?" he exclaimed"You are denying it?" Sheila snapped. Who was this guy? Sheila couldn't believe his lack of balls to tell her the truth. He had no shame whatsoever and was still lying to her face."I swear to you that I have absolutely no idea what you are talking about," Derrick said and he sounded so serious. If not that she had been carrying the photo with her all these days as a reminder to keep her distance from him, she would have fallen for his lie."So, I'm the one lying here, right?" she mocked, digging into her bag as she brought out the photo and threw it on the couch."There, have a look," she said and Derrick picked the envelope up. He scanned through what was inside and just like she said, it was a picture of Jenna and him at that God damned bar! And they were standing in a very provocative posture, and it looked like they were kissing.
Jenna was surprised Sheila still worked there. Did that mean that she was wrong and nothing was going on between Derrick and Sheila? She had intentionally taken those pictures and sent them to Sheila to provoke a reaction but here was bitch, sitting pretty like nothing had happened.Jenna walked past Sheila, her head raised high, ignoring her. She really wished she could teach the bitch a lesson. All the former secretaries would not dare sit while she was around, they would have been up on their feet by now, kowtowing to her every demand, but not this fool. She would make sure she got her fired someday.Sheila wondered what Jenna was doing here. She was probably there to see the result of what she had done and Sheila wasn't willing to give her the satisfaction of seeing her in a bad mood. She brought out a small compact pressed powder and applied some on her face till Jenna was out of her sight.Jenna walked into the office, the door slightly opened
Jenna got to the scene where Mike was waiting for her."My lady" he greeted as she walked into the room. This was the place they always met when they were about to carry out their evil acts. The place was so unassuming, no one would notice anybody entering there"How are you Mike, is everything set?""Yes, he's sitting pretty right inside," Mike said proudly."Are you sure you got the real person?" she asked him."Have I ever failed you?" he asked teasingly."No, but nothing is certain. There's always a first time for something," she stated as she walked alongside him.They got to where the person they captured was tied up.Mike removed the blindfold from his face and his face came into view.Jordan has never seen these faces before. He had been captured and brought to this place by God knows who and he was sure it was the fucking warder that had sold him out. The warder had prom
Derrick continued using his tongue to thrust into her wetness making her go crazy even more, her entire body tightening."Fuck! Derrick, I'm close, I'm close! Fuck, fuck, fuck" she kept saying as he continued to thrust into her with his tongue.She finally came, her legs tightening around Derrick's head to hold him there as she rode his mouth to completion till she was left weak and replete.Derrick stood up from in between her legs seeing how well pleasured she looked, he smiled."How do you feel?" he asked."Never been better," was her response, giving him a satisfied smile.She got up from the bed and knelt in between his legs then took his dick into her mouth. Now, it was time for her to pleasure him.She sucked him deep into her mouth till he was groaning out her name which showed she was doing a good job of it.Derrick, held her by her hair, pulling her closer to him a
Sheila and Derrick drove home and on getting home, he told her to wait, opening his door and hurrying to hers, to help her alight."My lady," he teased her."Thank you, my royal guard" She teased as well."So, I'm your royal guard?" he interjected."You are and you could be my Lord too," she said as she snuggled into his arms."I will be everything you ask me to be, I promise" Derrick promised softly as they both walked into the house.Sheila walked into the kitchen immediately she stepped inside."And what are you doing?" Derrick questioned."I want to cook.""No, I don't think that you should do that. I don't want you stressing yourself at all, just leave it alone, we can order takeout or go out and eat.""But, I'm really tired of take-outs, I want to eat homemade food" Sheila responded, a pout in her voice."Hmm, makes sense but I will only allo
Jenna quickly sat up the moment she saw Sheila.The heck! What the hell was going on here? She thought to herself.She should have just killed the bitch, when she had the chance at the damn island, but no, instead, she had allowed that idiot to persuade her.She should have just killed them both.There was no way Sheila Reese was showing up a week to her wedding with Derrick. This was the exact reason why she wanted to get rid of Jordan.The fool had already threatened that he was going to come to the wedding and ruin it. She couldn't allow that to happen, and now this bitch was showing up.How nice and beautiful. She won't spare her this time."Hey Lucas, there's a change in plan," She said the moment he picked up his call.She would be kidnapping this bitch, and throwing her out of this world, once and for all. She might as well kidnap both Sheila and Jordan and just kill them both. T
It has been almost two months since Sheila made her escape and she hasn't been able to get to the person Mitchell told her about. She had lost the ID card while she was running away from the island and has been living off the street for the past months now.She needed money so she could book the flight she would taking to the States but had not been able to save enough money for that and was starting to give up on the whole thing already.The only thing keeping her strong and going right then was her baby. She wanted her child to live the good life and this was just not it.Sheila was busy thinking of what to do with her life when she saw the news come on. She was working in a store as a part-time cleaner and all the money she earned went for feeding but she tried her best to keep some of the money for the trip.Jenna had been waiting for this all her life. She couldn't believe that this was really happening to her, that she, Jenna Morga
Sheila opened the door and it was just as she predicted. It was Mitchell at the door."Come inside," Sheila said to her as she opened the door wider so she could come in."Let's go inside the room, we don't want anyone to overhear us," she added and took her by the hand, pulling her into the bedroom."Miss Sheila, you need to leave this place as soon as possible," Mitchell said to her immediately they were in the room and Sheila nodded.She still was not used to being called by her name, talk more of being called formally. She still couldn't believe she was some form of rich lady before she had this accident and lost her memory."I want to, I really want to, but I have no idea where I can go or how to leave this place. I don't even know where I am" she said to her.How in the world was she supposed to leave this place?"I have a plan, and I hope it works. I brought some money with me, it's all I have, you shoul
"How am I to be sure that you are not some police sent to spy on me?" Ryan asked her."Of course not. Look here, Sheila is the fiancee of the man I love, and she's pregnant for him. I want her to get lost so I can have him all to myself, that's the only way I can be happy, and I'm very sure that from the look of things you like her as well, so we both want the same thing, so help me here so I can help you as well. Take this money, you can use this to move out of this place and get a better place to stay" She typed, translated to him, and searched through her bag for the money.Lucky for her, she had decided to bring this along with her. She made a lot of money from her diamond necklace that sold and had decided to carry the rest of the money with her, maybe because she didn't trust the hotel enough to keep such huge amount of money there, and she didn't want to keep the money at the bank, she has urgent use and need for it.Jenna brought out th
"Mitchell, I have no idea what's going on with you. What's wrong with you?" Glory asked. She had no idea what was wrong with this cousin of hers.She probably doesn't want to go with me to the market to buy the fish, she thought."Are you doing this because you don't want to follow me to the market?" Glory asked."Of course not. I just want to do something really important, I need you to leave here as soon as possible. Please, I'm really serious, this is serious, you need to leave now, I promise I will find you at the market as soon as I can, please just leave here" Mitchell said to her.Glory was a bit baffled. Mitchell did look serious and didn't seem to be joking."Okay Mich, I will leave and you must come afterward, if not I'm coming here to look for you," she said and left her.Michelle turned and she still saw Jenna there. She went a bit close to her so she could hear what she was saying. She seemed to be asking for d
Jenna woke up very early the next morning, took her bath, and made her way to the airport after packing her bag. She would be going to Spain to deal with that Sheila girl, she just hoped that she finds her there, or rather the damn investigator knows what he was saying.She couldn't afford to waste so much time and effort, even her money, that was so hard for her to get.But she believed he knew what he was saying because she had made some research and she found out that the said fisherman island was at the back of the sea where Derrick's ship was located.The bitch was supposed to have died in the bomb blast, but if she somehow survived, Jenna swore she would make sure that this time around she killed her.She would make sure that that crazy bitch Sheila died by her hands.She got to the airport and boarded her flight, then arrived in Spain.She also found out that most of the people on the fisherman island spoke Spanish a
Jenna quickly came out of the desk, she was almost coughing out but she made sure to cover her mouth and controlled herself. She wouldn't want Derrick to come back here and find her coughing like this, he would definitely know something was wrong.She took her phone from where she put it alongside the keys and tiptoed to the door, making sure not to make any form of noise. She was sure Derrick couldn't be asleep by now, he just went, so there was no way for him to have gone to sleep so fast.She finally made her way outside the house and locked the door. She doubted if Derrick knew anything about the spare key that was kept under the flower pot and even if he did, he had probably forgotten all about it.She would just take the key along with her. She would use this to gain access to the house anytime she felt like it.The next day Jenna woke up quite early, got ready, and left the house. She knew Derick didn't care about her whereabouts, so sh
Derick came back and saw that she had left the living room and was no longer in the main house.Finally, he was able to get that witch off his neck. She could go to hell for all he cared.He brought out his laptop, placing it on the little table by the sitting room. He had created this workspace then because of Sheila. They had just found out she was pregnant and he didn't want her to have to stress herself going to the office, so they had improvised.Now she wasn't here to use the table she had loved.He planned on using it tonight though, hopefully, the owner of the table would come back and use it again.He still had a lot of emails to check and respond to. He would try his best to check as many as he could tonight, so he would have fewer emails to check tomorrow and the day after.He planned on doing this continuously till he was done with them, and just like he did at the office, he would start from the bot
Dean had been trying all he could to get to Mr Derrick but he couldn't seem to get access to him.After he called him this morning and it rang he had not been able to get through to him ever since then.The number was not just connecting and something told him something was definitely wrong.He had considered using another phone to call him but Mr Derrick was a very important and influential man. He doubted if he just picked calls of numbers that were not in his phone book, but he really needed to get to him so he could talk to him about this issue.They needed to find Miss Sheila and now that they had a hint, it was even more reason the case needed to be reopened.He would send him a mail, hopefully, he would get this one and read it.He would be expecting a reply by tomorrow if not he was afraid he might have to close the case, probably Mr Derrick was no longer interested in finding his fiancee.He had