"We had no idea you were in a situation last night, Ella. We could have helped you" Jean dashed to her side when she arrived early the next morning. Without Samuel, Kamilla could not sleep well again so she decided to pass her time in the private laboratory before her scheduled duty time."Do not worry, Jean. It was nothing" she said, smiling and going about her business. "The woman who bullied you last night, collapsed and now in a coma. Suspected stroke or maybe heart attack. Karma is really fast" Jean exclaimed in satisfaction. Kamilla gave Jean a short glance before returning to her duties with a smile. Michael and Kyriz arrived, they also apologized for not being able to assist her last night.Like Jean, she assured the two guys she was fine. She was never used to relying on anyone.The day goes by relatively uneventfully. A routine they all used to have.Before the end of the day, Doctor Lia arrived and asked for Kamilla. "Yes, Doctor Lia? You requested for me" with a polit
"How could you bear me, Kamilla?" breathlessly, Samuel mumbled. His face is still plastered at the core of her heaven and he is loving being so close to her. "One finger at a time?" she suggested despite her breathless predicament. Her chest moved erratically as she stared at the ceiling, attempting to catch her breath. "Silly," he chuckled softly, nipping at the moist plump cheek. His fingers are still inside her, with the other just halfway through. "I can take you. I am stronger than you realize," she looked down to face him, but the view took her breath away.Samuel's head is nestled between her thighs as he gives her tiny delicate nips around her paradise. Even her inner part of her legs did not escape his lips exploration. It already bears his love marks. "Like this?" he thrust his finger deeper to join the other."Ahhh..." her body arched lewdly while he closely watch her face grimaced with pain and pleasure. "It will be fuller than this if I totally claim you, Kamilla," h
There was complete silence when Kamilla entered the laboratory. Jean gaped, her jaw dropping low as she watched Kamilla walk towards her workstation.Michael and Kyriz have the same predicament before they exchanged meaningful glances. All three of them were aware that Kamilla had someone special. But they are not expecting they are this wild. For the first time since working at Petrov Pharmaceuticals, Kamilla arrived late today.She woke up late and sore. The discomfort between her legs prevents her from moving without grimacing. Not to mention all of the love marks on her neck and all over her body.Samuel tried to convince her to rest for the day, but she refused. She cannot leave her task unfinished, so after breakfast and a good warm bath, she got ready for office. She arrived late, but that was preferable to being absent.Jean shook her head and closed her eyes, hoping to clear her mind and her vision. But when she looks at Kamilla again, she sees the same thing she did earlie
Before the day is over, stories of Kamilla Laskin's affair with a wealthy old man had spread across the company, thanks to Director Lee. At mid-afternoon, while Kamilla and her team were taking their customary coffee break, the laboratory common room was unusually crowded, not only with laboratory staff but also with employees from other departments. Today, the other departments have inexplicably ran out of supplies. Some came for creamer and sugar, some for a refill of their drinking water, and some are simply daring enough to linger in the pantry doing nothing. There is only one reason for the uproar. To catch a peek of Kamilla Laskin, who boldly wears her love marks throughout the workplace. "Sometimes people here are plain petty," Michael says, shaking his head and ignoring the hushed ruckus around him. "They are not even trying to be discreet," Kyriz exclaimed, casting a quick glance around. Jean simply sighed and shook her head, displeased with their coworkers. "Well, ano
"What are you looking at? You are checking out your admirers?" Kamilla got irritated when she noticed Samuel looking out the window."Director Lee and Miss Thomas are still standing," he drew her close to him and playfully scowled at her."What do you expect them to do?" she asked in a harsh tone."Well, I thought..." Samuel shrugged and paused. "I don't want to disappoint Doctor Lia" she pursed her lips as she got comfortable on his lap. Samuel stared at her for a moment, trying to figure out what she meant. "Doctor Lia is helping me manage my impulsiveness" she added, resting on his chest. If Director Lee and Ryza Thomas could see through the windshield of the black tinted vehicle, they would almost certainly collapse to the ground, not from her poison, but from envy. "Well, that is great" Samuel mumbled while buried in her sweet smelling hair. Whenever she is with Samuel, she instinctively lowers all of her guards. She just realized how depleted she was. Exhausted and sleepy.
"Director Lee create a scene again?" Kyriz asked when he arrived. "That woman is getting desperate" Jean spoke while preparing her workstation."Good thing, you do not allow her to bully you, Ella. She is already getting into my nerves" Michael muttered seriously."Let her be. I can handle her" Kamilla turn to her colleagues. "Just be careful. Those three could be cunning. They were used to getting what they wanted. No one had dared to get in the way with their charade to earn Sir Samuel and the other Petrov men's attention. Those three are working their way to be with any Petrov heirs" Kyriz turn to face her and seriously warned her. "Don't worry, Ky, I will. Whatever scheme they devise will not succeed. The Petrov men are not dumb" Kamilla chuckled. She cannot believe those women are that desperate. As Samuel had previously said, people believe whatever the Petrovs want them to think. They won't waste time trying to amend anything. "By the way, this weekend will be the company
"You can't be serious, Ivan" Trying to deny what she heard from her two-year boyfriend, she tries to chuckle. "You heard it right, Ella. I'm breaking up with you" Without a hint of remorse, the man across from her stared at her straight in the eye. Meeting his cold gaze, all she can do is open her lips to speak just to close it again after finding no words to say. She is too staggered by the excruciating pain his words caused her. Her father died a week ago. She is still mourning her loss and Ivan has been her strength. But her world came crashing in front of her very eyes while listening to what he was saying. "I can't be with you now after your family lost its connection to the Petrov family" he seriously added without averting his gaze away from her. Seeing the cold indifference reflecting his orbs as he spoke, it was all starting to dawn on her. If not for the pain engulfing her whole being right now, she could have burst out laughing. Indeed, he is serious and she fully
"Mr. Petrov..." "A Petrov...?" "Why a Petrov is here...?" Hushed, terrified mumblings erupted as Samuel Petrov stood in the middle of the room, looking foreboding. A lot of questions are whirling around but no one dared ask aloud. Tense silence rules as everyone nervously waits. No one dared move more so leave despite wanting to scurry away from his dark gaze. While everyone's attention is on the Petrov entourage, Kamilla is busy lamenting her miserable state. More than her throbbing cheek, her fortitude is ebbing away. She felt like being stripped of whatever dignity was left in her. She was slapped not because of the insult she hurled, but because people regarded her as insignificant. An irrelevant member of society she thought she belonged to. She had been too preoccupied with her thoughts to notice the intent gaze that bore down on her. Only she realized the attention after a huge hand cupped her chin. She looked up, startled, only to be met with a piercing cold gaze sh