Lucas Right here, in this very moment, was where I wanted to be. I was really excited that I had finally made it here and so far, there was actually no drama between us. Abigail did not even ask about the whole Lucinda drama which made me feel really great about what was happening between us. I watched as she straddled me and then asked her if she was not going to let me get inside her but she smiled and I knew she had an ace up her sleeves. I asked her about what she was planning to do and she asked me if I thought she was going to do something and I shook my head. This girl truly had me wrapped up around her fingers and I was clearly letting her do that without any questions of the sorts. I watched her movements and I knew that she was trying her hardest to seduce me. That was when my phone started ringing and I was wondering who it was. My first thought was that Lucinda was calling me again and I chose to ignore it as I focused on Abigail's pretty face. She asked me why I was no
LucasI was glad that finally I had found myself a woman that stood on the same page as I did and she was just perfect. That night was already solemn enough for us two and I was not going to try and make love to her. We already had a lot of talk about Gavin and I knew that going for her sexually would make it seem like I only craved that. We went to sleep in each other's arms and then I woke up the next morning early enough to know that I would have to go start getting ready for work.I had gotten home in time and my cleaning lady was already there when I started preparing. I finished up and I drove myself to work and it was then that I remembered that I had missed a call last night. I decided that I would check on it in the office and call the person involved. I was just getting to the office when I noticed some people huddled around and this was really strangely familiar. There was a bus parked down the street and I drove inside. The moment I stepped down, there were cameras clickin
~Lucas~ I sat behind my desk, scrutinizing the financial reports in front of me, when the door swung open. I raised my head to see my best friend, Gavin Wellington walk in, he’s the only one who comes into my company like he owns it. Always grins like he's the most handsome fella in the world, but today his usual carefree demeanor somehow felt broody.I became alert, wondering what was disturbing him.“What’s wrong?” I asked my tone firm but laced with concern, leaning my back on the chair comfortably as I studied him. He dropped into the leather chair not far away from my desk, his eyes scanning the room before settling on me.He let out a sigh and scrunched his aristocratic nose up, “I’m sick,” he declared.My brows furrowed, “Well, this place ain't a hospital my dear friend. Get your ass outta my office and go meet a doctor,” I said and he let out a sarcastic laughter.Of course, I knew that wasn't the main purpose of him coming here, the Gavin I know doesn't like it when I know h
~Abigail~I stood in front of my closet, scanning the array of clothes hanging before me. My mind was a whirlwind of emotions. I ought to be happy leaving Toronto for Montreal, where I'd lived all my life, but then I'm going to miss Toronto.It's already a part of me, studying here for four years like a normal student without people knowing who my family is. I wasn't the spoiled child; yes, I loved attention, but not the one filled with fake people.Packing my clothes feels like hard work right now. I'm so going to miss my room, people in Toronto, and school. I'd inhaled the scent of my wardrobe; that warm feeling crept into me.“Are you going to stare at your wardrobe all day, Abby,” I heard Taylor say; her mouth was filled up with cereal, and that made her words sound funny.She's my roommate and one of my close friends here in Toronto. I'd actually asked her to help me pack up since I'd been feeling too lazy to do so.“Nope, I'm just looking for things to pack and things to leave.
~Abigail~ We were surrounded by the gentle murmurs of other diners. The smell of grilled salmon and freshly baked bread filled the air. I expected dad and I to have dinner at home prepared by Aunt Meg, but dad decided we should go out on a dinner date and spend quality time together.I loved the atmosphere here in the restaurant. It's a 5-star restaurant and can only be reserved if you're a VVIP and you've booked three months earlier, but my dad and I with other little privileged people can just come in anytime, any day. That's one of the advantages of being a Wellington. The view here makes Montreal far more beautiful, especially at night. The landscapes and buildings are just top notch if you're looking from this restaurant's view.I sliced into my steak, a small smile on my face as I recounted the moments with my friends.“Toronto is amazing, Dad,” I said, my eyes lightning up.“The food, the culture, and my friends—oh, you remember my friends, Taylor and Mike, right?” I prattled.
~Abigail~I sat at my assigned desk going through the stacks of old contracts that Uncle Lucas, or should I call him the grumpy old uncle, had handed me earlier. The room buzzed with activity, but I felt like an outsider, almost invisible. My focus kept drifting back to the uncomfortable meeting I had with Uncle Lucas this morning.It was my fault. I wasn't concentrating, yet he shouldn't be that rude to me in front of all those seated in the meeting. I won't lie underneath the anger I felt; embarrassment was there.Trying to focus back on my task, once I was done with the HR, Mr. Ethan asked me to take it to the grumpy old uncle's office. Immediately I got to this office, I met his assistant, Ray.“Are you here to give Mr. Lucas this?” he asked, looking at the files in my hands, and I nodded my head.“Alright, give it to me; he's busy now, but I'll drop it at his table,” he offered, and I smiled at him. Finally, someone who is nice to me on the first day at work.I smiled at him, “T
~Lucas~ As Abigail stormed out of the office, the door closed with a soft click, and I leaned back in my chair, a sly grin tugging on my lips. Her expression—tight-lipped, eyes flashing her—gave her away. No doubt she was angry, which almost made me chuckle. I hadn't expected her to agree to her father's request, and moreover, the way she took my criticism, I thought she would snap at me and quit, yet she hadn't done any of that.The look of her barely containing her anger flashed in my head, and I chuckled. She does have her dad's temper, and it is far more entertaining than anything I've ever come across. When she had walked into the meeting room, her beauty had caught me off guard. I hadn't seen her since she was a teenager, all gangly limbs and shy smiles. Now standing right in front of me in that smart business outfit, and her gingered hair styled in a bun made her look more like a mature lady who radiated from grace. Her delicate face was one of a kind; those slim lips were t
~Abigail~I watched my dad walk toward the plane, the tarmac beneath his feet gleaming in the late afternoon sun. The harsh roar of the engines in the distance drowned out everything else. He had his suitcase in hand, his expression focused but calm, the usual air of authority about him. I could tell he was trying to hide it, but I could see the faintest trace of unease in his eyes as he glanced back toward me.“Be good, Abby,” he called over his shoulder, his voice carrying despite the noise.I tried to smile, but the knot in my throat wouldn’t let me. Instead, I simply nodded, hoping I didn’t look as miserable as I felt. Dad didn’t like to show emotions, and I could already tell this trip was going to be harder for both of us than he let on.It wasn’t just that he was leaving for two months; it was the fact that his business trips meant no communication for the most part.“Daddy, I’ll miss you,” I whispered to myself, but of course, he was already inside the plane, heading toward hi
LucasI was glad that finally I had found myself a woman that stood on the same page as I did and she was just perfect. That night was already solemn enough for us two and I was not going to try and make love to her. We already had a lot of talk about Gavin and I knew that going for her sexually would make it seem like I only craved that. We went to sleep in each other's arms and then I woke up the next morning early enough to know that I would have to go start getting ready for work.I had gotten home in time and my cleaning lady was already there when I started preparing. I finished up and I drove myself to work and it was then that I remembered that I had missed a call last night. I decided that I would check on it in the office and call the person involved. I was just getting to the office when I noticed some people huddled around and this was really strangely familiar. There was a bus parked down the street and I drove inside. The moment I stepped down, there were cameras clickin
Lucas Right here, in this very moment, was where I wanted to be. I was really excited that I had finally made it here and so far, there was actually no drama between us. Abigail did not even ask about the whole Lucinda drama which made me feel really great about what was happening between us. I watched as she straddled me and then asked her if she was not going to let me get inside her but she smiled and I knew she had an ace up her sleeves. I asked her about what she was planning to do and she asked me if I thought she was going to do something and I shook my head. This girl truly had me wrapped up around her fingers and I was clearly letting her do that without any questions of the sorts. I watched her movements and I knew that she was trying her hardest to seduce me. That was when my phone started ringing and I was wondering who it was. My first thought was that Lucinda was calling me again and I chose to ignore it as I focused on Abigail's pretty face. She asked me why I was no
Abby"Wow, finally you're offering free rides, Jack. I have always wondered what it would be like in that super nice care of yours." Someone said and I turned to find the supervisor approaching. I swear I would hug this woman desperately if I could at the moment.She was already coming over and from the look on Jack's face, he was not cool with it at all. He smiled and then started to ask which way she was going when the woman told him that she lived around where I did. I was worried immediately as I started wondering if this was true? I mean, if she knew where I lived, that could mean that she has seen Lucas. Now, I would really need to figure that out but Jack was speaking again. He said of course and came to open the front door. Anyone could tell from how he looked at me that he had done that for me but she went on to thank him as she got inside the car. Jack hid his anger and then handed me my bag as he came to open the back seat for me with great reluctance. The moment I got in,
AbbyHaving Lucas stand up for me was a whole different level that I had not been prepared for. I had not been expecting it at all. When he had rescued me from Lucinda, I had been anticipating that he would probably be compassionate towards her and I would much later ask him what was so complicated about his relationship with her but alas, that was not the case as he had scolded her as she deserved. I would have thought that would be enough until we went back inside and he called everyone to attention and started asking questions. The moment everyone had turned their gazes on Sarah, I realised that I was not amazed. But then, Donna had called her out when she tried to sell her story and I instantly knew why she had done that. Apparently, Sarah had been expecting that a scent would stem up between Lucinda and I but then she was disappointed. If everything had gone as planned, she would have had something to come to play sympathy with and then at the same time, castigate me before all
LucasThe moment we entered, Abigail started playing her part really well when she thanked me for stepping up for her. I told her it was all on her supervisor who had come to inform me in due time. She turned respectfully to the woman and started thanking her. At least, we knew how to play coverups with them all. I then decided to let her supervisor know that I would be taking Abigail off her hands fully as I would be moving her to my office. She would learn alongside my assistant. The woman did not seem too happy and asked me right there if I was trying to punish Abigail for going out earlier as she had been the one who sent her when she thought that Abigail had been off work for sometime now. I smiled and then shook my head as I reassured her that this was not the case. I actually believed that regardless of everything, Abigail did possess potential."I told you so. I'm actually really glad you're considering her." She said to me,"Well, that's if Miss Abigail here would put in her
Lucas I watched Lucinda leave and I felt a huge sense of relief that she was gone. All I could think of right now was Abigail and I was more or less excited that it was all done. I patted my pocket where I had her panties in and smiled to myself with so much relief boldly spelt out on my face. Eventually, I reclined back on my seat as I started thinking about how I would be going about the rest of the day. I would probably stop by a florist and get her flowers. I mean, every woman loves flowers, right? Then probably add a pack of chocolates and a very alcoholic wine to get us really into that mood. Although the both of us were together alone, I knew that we did not need wine for anything. I was just being cocky and also smart at the moment. I was already getting deep into my thoughts when someone walked over and knocked. I screamed at my assistant that I had asked him to resolve whatever would be coming to me when the supervisor called out to me. I was definitely going to be pisse
AbbyThere was something else she wanted to know and she needed to see me. I started rubbing my eyes with my hands so it would give off enough red before I stood up and flushed the toilet. I walked out and she saw me, there was so much pity in her eyes. She told me she had not been expecting that I would cry that much and asked me to wash my face while she waited. I was still doing so when she went off to her next question. This was about Lucinda and I totally disliked it. I was already hating the lady and I did not need more reminders on why I did that. I asked her what she wanted to know about the lady and she started off with the story of how I had been in the office when she entered."Surely, she must have reacted with jealousy to you. I mean, did she say anything at all to you?" She asked me."Actually, no. When she arrived, I was already out with Mr Lucas' assistant. He had me filling out something and I think it's related to the whole arrangement for tomorrow." I said to her an
Abby I smiled at Lucas because I was speechless. The way this man carried himself and the air around him which spoke nothing short of confidence was really something I could not begin to fathom. I tried to plead my cause and he went on to make this even more sexier and harder on me when he threatened to ask for my bra too. That would actually be disastrous especially owing to the fact that my nipples were quite perky and I was already feeling horny. I had to make the decision quickly and I handed him my panties. He moved it up to sniff it and I was about to jump on this man. Eventually, I had to leave his office after securing myself a bet that he too would not seek for other means to relieve himself. I had actually seen how his male member had suddenly become prominent through his pants and I was already feeling like this was a win-win situation. I walked out and the moment I opened the door, I felt the vulnerability of my situation right now. I was naked underneath and that was no
LucindaThis was all intentional to take my time and then I arrived. I put up my act again and I told them that he was not the one. Lucas at this point was pissed off at me and I could tell. I started trying to trade the pity story that I was actually referring to my apartment as my ex was always coming there to harrass me. I was not sure what I was hoping for but it definitely did not do me any good when he had suddenly driven away. I was ashamed and ashamed. The officers then approached me and demanded to know what stunt I had played as they were well aware that I had said that I was being followed and even described the car. I chuckled and asked them if I had really said that and then told them that I had a few drinks and must have said something in that regard. However, that was my worst move yet as I had unknowingly convicted myself as a drunk driver and I was taken away. One of the officers drove my car as they deemed it fit that a drunk driver should not be let loose on the ro