Mark's POV
"Mark, not this morning," Maya pouted. "I thought we made love last night?" She said, trying to wiggle her way out of my arms but i quickly pinned her on the bed.
"That was last night," I said lustfully, rubbing my palm on her bump. "It's always been twice a day remember?" I asked teasingly.
You see, a week after we got married, we never made love because we were moaning. So after the burial, we decided to make sex a very important part of our marriage and so has it been this five years for as long as we wake up healthy.
"Don't worry, I haven't forgotten but you might be forgetting that your elephant wife is seven months pregnant, and gets tired easily, so once a day is fine but I promise to make it up to you after our baby is born," she smirked.
"But I can't seem to have enough of you," I said, exploring her mouth with my tongue. She kissed me back passionately, encouraging me to slip my hand into her nightie. "Mind you, you are no
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My mind was was a complete state of confusion when the cab I arranged to pick me up disappointed me. The driver called just 30 minutes before the pickup time to inform me that he had to rush his wife to the hospital because she was in labour. God, I indeed sympathized with him but also was angered with the fact that he could have called earlier. Either way, I just hid my disappointment and told him that it was fine but I cried internally. I stepped out of the shower and dressed at high speed to save time to get a cab on a busy Monday morning. I knew about the traffic situation too so my head was spinning with thoughts of how I could make it to this interview which meant the world to me. I worked over the years from start-up to multinational companies, yet I never had the chance of being promoted beyond Senior Officer, no matter how hard I worked. I am very ambitious and have worked throughout my college days either as a part-time typist or secretary so I gathered so much experience.
I couldn't believe that the hem of my dress and shoes were covered in mud. Then I laid eyes on the car. The driver of that Black Bugatti splashed water mixed with mud over me. 'Couldn't he slow down after the heavy rain?' My thoughts were completely overshadowed by this breathtakingly handsome guy who peeped through the window of the car. I never knew a guy could be this good looking, but my admiration for him ended with the words I heard coming out of his mouth. "Hey, watch where you are going next time Bitch..." his voice was coated with arrogance. My jaw dropped open at his words. He was supposed to apologize and look at what he said instead. Before I could even utter a word, he wind up his window and sped off. I watched him till his car disappeared around a corner. How could he be so insensitive? I should have bought a car two years back when Jude advised me to. I didn't want to overspend because I have been saving all the money I made to start up a consultancy fir
"Are you saying, that I have to prostitute alongside my job?" I asked, forcing sarcasm into my words because I had lost my respect for him. "Yes Maya, that's exactly what I mean. If you can do that, then this job is yours," he said shamelessly. I couldn't believe my ears. What he was asking me to do was something others would do with great pleasure so why couldn't he get anyone else? Does it mean the world has grown more decent? I have heard about people ladies going to the extent of sleeping with people in authority to get the job of their dreams. "Thanks for the offer but I think you are talking to the wrong person. Have a good day sir, I said as I picked my handbag and headed to the door." "Are you sure about this Miss Jacobs? That you will let this opportunity go?" He asked again, but this time in a softer tone. "Trust me/Sir, if this was the last job on earth, then I'd rather be a beggar," I finally said harshly, as I stormed out of his office. I
I wondered if it was because of the way I dressed or if there was something else but before I entered my boss's office, Tracy pulled me aside. "Hey, where were you yesterday? I called your apartment severally without any response." "So you should have tried my cell phone, unless you want to tell me that, you do not have my number, I said teasingly. "Well in case you didn't know, research has proven that over seventy per cent of cell phone users tend to lie when they are talking on a cell phone," she said with a smiley and questionable look on her face. "Sounds like a great defence and..hmmm... a smart one too. But I have something important to do now," I said trying to escape her gaze. "Wait, wait, wait, not so fast". She said as she pulled me back. "Is it about the meeting with Mark Snowman?" Crazy Tracy, she was my closest colleague at the head office before she was transferred to this branch. Just like me, she was transferred when i
"It's nothing much, Maya. Since you are supposed to resign with two weeks notice per our company policy, we asked that you finalize your presentation within three days and submit it to Mr. Snowman's Executive Assistant. That way, he will arrange for you to have your presentation with other investers," he ended thoughtfully. The way he said it, made me feel sorry for him. But why should I even feel sorry for him? If the rumours were correct, then it means he mixed business with pleasure and now he has to face the consquence. If he had not been blinded by lust and given my deserved position to someone else, I wouldn't have even thought of applying for a new job. But in a way, I'm glad he did because I eventually got something better. How can you have a manager who cannot put together a simple report to present before your investers? Anyway, I still have an obligation to do whatever is related to my work within two weeks so I don't think I have the right to object. "Ofc
My CEO was at the door and right beside him was this incredibly handsome gentleman. The face looked familiar and I wondered where I had met him. Oh... I remember. The guy who splashed water and mud on me yesterday. How could I forget? I instantly started boiling with anger. What was he doing here anyway? He looked at me with an indifferent expression on his face. Does he mean he didn't remember what he did? It's not as if it's been a year or more. It was just yesterday. After all, he was never the victim so how could he. "Maya, this is Mark Snowman, the invester we talked about this morning. He passed by to see how we are preparing for the meeting." The CEO said. "Nice to meet you, Mr. Snowman," I said, faking a smile and stretching my hand for a hand shake. "I don't have time for pleasantaries, Maya or whatever you call yourself, I want results and nothing more. Excuse me," he concluded rudely as he stormed out of my office, leaving my hands hanging.
"Maya, can I talk to you alone for a moment?" Tom asked suddenly.... I choked on my drink as I asked "Me?" "Unless there is someone else called Maya"....he replied teasingly. I wonder how he clicks with Mark because they are totally opposite in character. He is very good looking like a cover page model but very smart, gentle and kind. He is a younger version of Sir Max and at the juncture, he made me miss Sir Max so much. "Ofcourse, why not," I said getting up from my chair. Right then, he pulled my chair backwards and held my hand. "This way," he said." Leading me away from the table. Tracy was just staring at me like she had a thousand and one questions for me and for Kira, I couldn't understand her expression. Whether it was pain or disappointment. So he led me to his table and luckily for me, Mr. Snowman was in a chat with our CEO so he was not seated with them at the moment. I sat there, feeling uncomfortable eventhough the t