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
Whatever was going through his mind when he declared his possession of Laskin's daughter, he refused to think about it deeply at the moment. It was not part of his plans and even he was surprised. However, a punny girl like Kamilla Laskin should not be left alone in the world. She will be an easy prey for predators. "I do not want to burden you any further, Mr. Petrov. "I know the way to my apartment." After a long silence, Kamilla's voice drew him away from his deep thoughts. After they left the restaurant, she has been insisting on leaving. She refused to enter the vehicle, but his cold stare rendered all of her efforts futile. "Believe me, Kamilla, you will never be a burden" Across from him, he met her panicked gaze and watched her restlessness. Despite his efforts not to intimidate her, he could sense her discomfort. She has been relentlessly watching the road, seemingly waiting to be rescued. "Don't you dare fear me, Kamilla" with clenched words, he warns. It irritates
Beca's words remained in Kamilla's mind for the entire week following their conversation. The two women's assumption about Samuel Petrov's motive in helping her is quite absurd. Mr. Samuel Petrov is one of the heirs to the world's most powerful conglomerate. A man of high caliber and far from being ordinary to notice someone like her. Furthermore, he is too old to care about trivial matters. With these thoughts in mind, she was convinced that he had a logical reason for bringing her to his home rather than simply providing her with the benefits of her father's death. She will know once she asks him. For various reasons, she also hasn't left his place since she arrived. She is afraid to go outside without knowing what awaits her. Somehow, the emptiness of the place became her sanctuary. It gave her time to mourn her loss and heal her broken heart. Also, to gather her shattered pride. Furthermore, she discovered that Cel and Beca are only there during the day to do chores and wil
She gaped at him, looking lost and silly. She is not innocent, but since she began living in Petrov territory, she has realized that a Petrov word must be taken seriously or suffer the consequences. However, Samuel Petrov's words put her in an awkward situation. Will she simply take it as a joke? "See?" Seeing her confusion, he drew her closer by the waist and watched her eyes widen in disbelief. It was then that she realized what he meant. Heat turns her cheeks red, and she gulps hard at the lump that has miraculously appeared in her throat. Nestled between them is a hard thing she is completely aware of what it was. Taunting her further, a forbidden image entered her mind. She inhaled sharply, mortified by her own thoughts. She mentally chastises herself, but it is insufficient to clear her indecent thoughts. The deeper she got into her predicament, the more her face flushed bright red. Her body's bizarre reaction to being plastered against Samuel Petrov's rock har