Helen’s POVBlake’s car rolled to a stop in front of his large company’s building. It was Monday and the start of a new week, however, I was still reeling from the heady kiss he had given me at Dominic’s party. He had refused to say a word to me about the kiss after the party and honestly, I had not bothered to ask him about it, but I was still reeling. It had been nice and heady, stirring a hunger in me. A hunger that persisted till now and I wished I was bold enough to ask him to satisfy my hunger. “It is the start of a new week and you had better be on your best behaviour this week. We have managed to stay married for a full week, don’t make me regret my sacrifices in the past week.” He said before opening his door and coming out of the car. There was no time for me to reply to him, so I nodded, opened my side of the door, and got out quickly. He was gone before I could come out of the car and I let out a deep breath, knowing I was all alone. Well, maybe it was a good thing. T
Blake’s POVI still felt it. The sharp intake of air from her nose when my lips clamped on hers, the shudder that passed through her body, and the harsh beat of her heart while I kissed her. She responded to my kiss in a way no woman ever had. I couldn’t take it out of my head and all I wanted to do right now was hold her and kiss her again. “Don't be silly, Blake. All of this is a ploy from her to get you to fall in love with her. Don’t let it happen.” The voice in my head admonished me and I nodded in agreement. She was a woman, a snake and none of her actions could be shrouded in truth. All women were constantly scheming and I wasn’t ready to let her get away with it. A knock came on my bedroom door, pulling me out of my wonderland. I stared at the door, wondering who the hell was there at this time.It was late in the night and I wasn’t expecting anyone. But then, it was only me and Helen at home, so it was obvious who it was. “What the hell do you want?” I barked as I pulled
Helen's POV I walked into my office the next day to meet Dominic sitting at my desk with a not-so-good expression on his face. Alarm bells went up in my head as I instinctively knew that something was wrong. "What is wrong? You look so terrible this morning." I voiced out as I closed the distance between us, setting my bag on the table just beside him. I was still too shy to tell him about last night. Well, it was all my fault and I couldn't help but blame myself for taking his advice in the first place. "You can not keep on working for me." He said, causing my blood to freeze.For a moment, I just stood, watching him as his words echoed in my head."What the hell do you mean by that?" I demanded when the initial shock from his words had eased out."I mean that starting from today you are no longer my secretary." He said. "Why? What did I do wrong? I have tried to do my job to the best of my abilities. If I have done something wrong, please pardon me and I won't do it again." I p
Blake's POV I watched Helen walk into my office with little timid steps. Her body was taut with apprehension, and I could swear that she was so scared of being here right now. Well, she had better be scared, because this wasn't going to be an easy ride for her. I had every intention of making her time working for me as unbearable as possible and I would get my revenge for what she had done to me last night.No woman has ever turned me on as she did last night. No woman had made me want to go crazy with need as she did. She hadn't done much to seduce me, and maybe that was where all the magic lay. That little innocence on her face almost made it seem as though she was scared to be naked before I had done me in."Get a grip on yourself, man. That was last night. You should be over it. Don't give her the chance to gain control of you." The tiny voice in my head admonished, causing me to steal my gaze at her. "Good morning, Mr. Robinson. I was told I was to resume here today." She said
Helen's POV My entire body shook as I managed to get settled down at my new job. Of course, Blake just had to make a statement with me. The way he had spoken about putting Skylar in her place did a number on me. It was almost as though he was saying no one was worthy enough to be around him and I wondered just why he would think so. Maybe it was due to his riches, but even the richest men are still associated with people. It was clear he had problems with people, women in particular. From the way his dad had spoken earlier, I was certain one or both of them had been hurt by women. But how hard could a woman hurt him for him to turn out this way? I didn't know why, but all of a sudden, I wanted to get to know the real source of his troubles and offer my help in getting him healed. It would be a painful hell for someone to live with such a kind of hate in them and I wanted to free him. Despite all the evil my parents did to me, I haven't allowed myself to live with hate for them.
Helen's POV "What the hell do you mean by the deal can't hold?" I heard Blake talking into the phone as I stormed into his office. His eyes raised to see me walking up to him and his already angry face hardened. "Hey, I am going to call you back." He said and ended the call. "What the hell are you doing here?" He barked at me. I flinched at the harsh tone of his voice and the courage with which I had stormed into his office evaporated into thin air. "I am talking to you, aren't I? Or are you deaf? Why the hell did you barge into my office that way?" He barked at me again and my body began shaking at this point. "I... I..." The more he walked towards me, the more scared I became and I desperately wanted to get saved from him. "Can't you talk? Oh my God. You repulse me. Just get the hell out of my office now before I do something silly and terrible to you." He warned. I nodded my head shakily and when I arrived at the door, I suddenly froze, recalling the motive and conviction I
Blake's POV I watched her walk out of my office with her back hunched over. The pain in her eyes had almost gotten to me, but I was made of steel and had refused to get affected by her pain. She had brought all of this up on herself and I wasn't going to let myself be blamed for something I had no control over. The moment she was out of my office, I plopped down to my ergonomic chair with a thud and felt a little pain race up my spine. Letting out a deep breath, I looked at my computer and got back to work.Her analysis of me was oddly correct, and I wondered how she was able to figure out that I had a deep-rooted issue with women. I wouldn't agree with her choice of words about me hating women, but it didn't change the fact that I couldn't ever bring myself to trust women. Memories of that fateful day filled my head and no matter how much I tried to forget it, it always came up, strong and dominant in my head, filling me with so much pain. "Enough!" I hissed and faced my compute
Blake's POVI let out a breath as soon as it was time to get off work. For hours, I had sat at my desk, debating how best to navigate clinching this contract with Mr. Michigan without blowing off too much money. My rivals were offering a whole lot, and the only chance of pushing them off was to bid twice higher, and honestly, that wouldn't sit well with my company's board. The board was filled with dishonest envious old men who would do anything to take over my position as CEO. They picked at every action of mine and tried to find faults where there were none. "You will figure this out, Blake. You just have to give yourself some time." I said to myself and grabbed my effects. Helen was waiting for me by the door. Our eyes met as soon as I stepped out and she immediately hid her gaze.Seeing her suddenly resurrected the embarrassment I felt when she successfully fixed my trackpad despite my doubts. She made me look like a fool. Even though I had finally admitted she was no fool, I
Helen's POV I stared at my pretty face in the bathroom mirror. Despite how pretty my face was, it was riddled with worry. Blake's question from last night danced in my head, begging for an answer. Deep within my heart, I knew what I wanted. I wanted a beautiful forever with Blake. I wanted to surrender myself to him and allow him to shower me with as much love as he could, but what was the possibility that I could get that despite his offer? We had already signed a contract stating that our marriage would last only for two years. How were our parents going to react to us being in love? This wasn't the plan. As much as it has been my greatest fantasy, there was no way I had thought of it ever happening.I, for one, was certain that my parents would not react nicely to it. I might even be accused of something I knew nothing about. Mom and Dad had a thing against my happiness, and they might not want it. It made logical sense to say no to his offer, no matter how much it might hurt
Helen's POV I walked into the apartment and was greeted by the sight of pretty little red roses littered on the floor. "What the heck?" I asked out loud as my eyes darted around, wondering what the hell was going on.My eyes followed the trail the roses made and I could see they led up to the stairs. Gosh, this had to be Blake's idea. He has been extra sweet to me for the past few days and I had to admit that I was getting used to it. A small smile lined my lips, and I couldn't help but imagine what beautiful life I could have with the man. Well, the bad thing was that I would not have the rest of my life with him. In two years, we would revert back to strangers and I needed to be careful about what I felt for him. As much as I enjoyed and craved all the feelings he elicited in me, I needed to keep reminding myself that this couldn't last forever. It would come to an end someday and I needed to prepare myself for it. Letting out a deep breath, I dropped my handbag and began to un
Blake's POV "I didn't know you would want that. I didn't want to do anything stupid that would ruin your reputation. I am sorry." She said, "It's okay," I assured and placed a hand on her waist.She flinched for a second, feeling my hands on her, but I didn't relent. She had better get used to me touching her whenever I wanted to. She was my wife and mine to do whatever I pleased. "I am sorry that my dad accosted you at the office today. I ought to have informed him of my decision. He is quite protective of me." I said, peering into her pretty face.She looked at me and nodded. "I can not blame him. One has to be careful.""Yes, but from what Dominic told me, my dad was unnecessarily harsh. I am so sorry about that." I apologized again. "Oh my. I told Dominic not to say anything about that to you. I promise you, I am over it." She said, "Please don't get into a fight with your dad." "Hey, you don't have anything to be worried about. He was only concerned about you and rightly so.
Helen's POV "Mom, what are you doing here?" I asked as soon as I arrived before my mom. However, the answer I got was a hard slap across my face. This was the second slap I was receiving today alone and I was beginning to wonder if today was cursed. Maybe I shouldn't have given in to Blake's demand that I return to work. If I hadn't listened to him, none of this would have happened. "You are a very big fool, Helen. I thought you had given this up? I thought you had come back to your senses. But no, you want to further disgrace our family, huh?" She hissed at me. I squinted my eyes at her, wondering what the hell she was talking about? If anyone was disgracing our family right now, it would be my mom."Mom, what are you talking about? I have done nothing wrong to you or Dad. I haven't tried to disgrace our family's name, so why are you here and making all of this drama?" I asked in a low tone, but that only earned me a slap to my face. Again!"Ma'am, I think you need to leave no
Helen's POV "I believe you must be satisfied right now huh?" Dominic hissed loudly at Mr. Robinson. "No, I believe this time. Give me that phone. I have to talk to my son. All of this has to be one big grave mistake." The old man yelled and grabbed the cell phone out of Dominic's hand. "Son, what the hell is this? How can you make her work in your office? She is not capable of ruling this company. Don't allow her lies and talks to get to you." He hissed. "Dad, I am not being manipulated in any way. I just need direct control of the company. You are so busy with projects from our other companies. You are also against anyone from the board acting in my stead and that is understandable because they are all dogs who are waiting for an opportunity to overthrow us. We don't want someone trying to take the company from under my nose." Blake explained to his father. "Great. I am glad you know that someone out there is desperate to take your position and place in this company. Why don't y
Helen's POV I sat at Blake's office chair and my hands flooded with sweat as the weight of what I was doing weighed on me. It had been months since I was last in this office and everything looked and felt so different. I still couldn't believe I had agreed to do this for Blake, not after all the evil he had meted out to me in this office. My eyes went to the west part of the wall and I recalled the way I had lost my virginity to him. It was brash and fast, but still so pleasurable. My body flushed with excitement as the memories danced in my head and I clenched my vaginal walls tightly to prevent myself from flooding with my juices, but that only managed to make everything worse. A knock sounded on the door, and I took a breath in, putting myself and my emotions together. "Come in," I answered and Dominic walked into the office, looking as sharp and dashing as ever. "Oh my. Helen, you look like a female president of the United States. I am super impressed by how you look." He sa
Blake's POV I watched Helen's eyes mist up with tears and honestly, mine went misty too. There was so much joy in watching her get so excited seeing me walking on my own. Wasn't this what she had wanted earlier on? Well, it was happening now, and I couldn't be happier giving her what she wanted. "Blake, you just took a step." She said in excitement. "Yes, I did," I said and tried to take another step, but my legs suddenly felt so wobbly, and pain shot through me, making my knees go weak. My therapist held me back with a firm grip and kept me from falling to the floor. Gently, she led me to the bed and made me lie down. Helen was by my side in seconds and she had a worried look in her eyes. "You need to calm down, Mr. Robinson. I know you are very excited at the prospect of walking again, but you need to calm down. You are moving really fast and if you wear your body out in time, you might create even worse injuries for yourself. Recovery is a slow and steady process." She said,
Helen's POV I watched Blake take on the next lap of his session with a dexterity and strength that shocked even me. The therapist was trying to get him to stand properly, and it was quite a challenge, especially since he hadn't walked or stood upright for months. Well, he has been shocking me ever since he gained consciousness. Everything about him had changed, and I feared what would become of me when he finally switched back. "Then you tell him you want a divorce." The voice in my head hissed at me. Even though it sounded like a possible decision to make, I knew I might not be able to make it. The best time for me to have demanded a divorce was the day he went into a seizure. I had the boldness, courage, and the conviction to demand that at that time. Unfortunately, now, I wasn't as strong as I was then. My phone rang beside me, drawing my attention away from Blake and the therapist. I stared at the screen to see it was Dominic calling. I let out a deep breath and picked up the
Helen's POV What the hell had happened to Blake? This question danced a lot in my head as I led him into his penthouse. Ever since he woke up from his seizure-induced coma, he has been unusually nice to me. Like really, really nice, and it was kind of disturbing. Yes, I always wanted him to act nicely towards me, but this was all too sudden. It was as though I was seeing a really different version of the man, and it scared me. Who the hell was he and what had happened to him after that seizure?Well, I couldn't get answers to that since I didn't bring myself to ask that question. He looked so fierce and dominating and it filled me with a lot of chills. "Welcome home, Mr. Robinson." The maids all welcomed us as soon as we entered the apartment. There were no balloons, confetti, or other decorations, and somehow, I was grateful for that. His first welcome home had been so colourful and I didn't want to rush jinxing things up. "Thank you everyone." He smiled deeply at them and held