They had a peaceful and a happy dinner. Denise was full of stories on how the shooting on the set was going and all and Ansel laughed so much and he had to admit that he had fun. It was a nice break from the monotony of office work.This was the life he had always dreamed of having.They went home after that and the night was good. With cuddles and love making and the following day Denise had to go back to the set to continue shooting. She was smiling like an idiot thinking of how much she had come to love Ansel. She would think of their love making sessions and that would bring a blush to her cheeks as she remembered all the positions they explored and how free she had become with the man.It was at this time that she was having thoughts about her husband and looking on on what was happening on set that she heard a voice behind her."Is that blush about my brother?" She spun and behind her stood Alex with a grin on her face."I'm sure that that blush was about you thinking of how he
Denise was still shaken from the dream. She saw the man clearly but she didn't see the woman. She always wondered why she could not clearly see the people in her dreams and she didn't know how to feel now that she saw that man. He was so clear in the dream that if she was a painter, she could have painted him. It was the woman she wondered who it was and why she would appear as her. She also wondered why for all the years she lived in that mansion she never heard the name Zara. So, who was she?At first, it didn't worry her because she always thought that it was her. She never saw the man clearly and they never talked. She thus always thought that it was a dream like any other the way a person dreams and forgets. But now that the subjects of her dreams had a face and a name, she wondered why to do with the information. She tried shaking off the dream but the feeling still lingered.Even as Ansel called Kai to prepare the vehicle so that they could go for dinner, Denise had still not
She trembled trying to remember why she would be in a forest but it just wouldn't come.“Who's there?" She shouted but there was no reply."Who's there?" She asked again this time inhaling deeply, adrenaline taking over as she heard sounds of dry leaves breaking as a set of footsteps walked towards her.She started to run towards where she was going though she didn't know where that was. When she turned, she came in contact with a hard broad chest and the man laughed as he held her shoulders to steady her."Always feisty, my Zara. Why would you run yet you knew we were to meet here? Sorry if l am a bit late. But you seemed to be enjoying yourself and I had to stare for a while," the man said but she didn't talk as she took a step back to look at him.He was tall, handsome and had a well built body. He seemed darker in complexion and he seemed tanned. He had thin lips that cresented when he laughed. He was wearing a black suit and black leather shoes. He looked to be an office man and
The couch she sat on was made of expensive soft material. It wasn't leather because it felt soft and fluffy but not cold and smooth. The last time she was here, she could have sworn that she saw a leather seat. Or did she? She couldn't even remember well because she fainted right after and... Ansel sat beside her with a smile on his face."What a pleasant surprise. I thought I would get to see you over the weekend but look at this. You are here," he said hugging her to him and she chuckled at that. She could feel the happiness in his voice and the hug."I thought the same too and that was why when I heard that we have been given half a day off today, the first thought that came to my mind was to come here and see you. But I had underestimated how hard it is to see the president," she said and he seemed to remember something.He stood up and walked towards the big office table where he usually worked. He pressed the intercom and in came a deep male voice."Boss?” "Come to my office,"
The male receptionist was professional though. Even if he wanted to laugh, he swallowed it and asked her, “do you have an appointment, ma'am?" He asked, ignoring the girls' chuckles."No. l just… I wanted to surprise him," she didn't know what to say and so, she just decided to go with the truth.She should have known that this was going to be a bad idea from the start. She just should have called him before getting here and he would have sent someone to pick her."Sorry ma'am. If you want to see the president, you have to make an appointment. Let me see…” the man said as flipped a book in front of him and after a while he said, "...and the next opening he has in his diary is on thirtieth August at two in the afternoon. How does that sound?" He said with a smile that told her that he wanted her gone.She laughed at that. The next appointment would be in August and they were in April. That meant that she had to wait for five months to see him. If only... But she didn't articulate her t
"Where were you and what were you doing when someone plotted against her? She is the sole reason why you are there! You are supposed to watch over her," the man on the other end of the phone asked in a quiet voice but Sasa knew that the quieter the boss was, the angrier he was."I'm sorry sir. It was a hindsight on my part. I know Madam Boss could have been hurt but I take alI responsibility. I promise it won't happen again. I will be more vigilant," Sasa said in a regretful tone.He, like Denise, didn't expect anyone to hurt her. But from that moment on, he vowed to be more vigilant and check everything twice."It better not happen again. Be more vigilant and make sure you deal. With those who wanted to harm her. I want a comprehensive report tomorrow. Do what you can, I will take all the responsibility," the man said and hung up.Sasa sighed and he wrapped his grabella with his index and thumb fingers and sighed heavily. He was really careless because he, like Denise, had thought t