KEIRA.I could see the anger and frustration in Liam's eyes. “Baby, it doesn't matter who she is dating! What matters is she said that you were going broke! Could you imagine?” Amanda chirped in. “We are done, Liam…. As your wife said, you don't have to worry about who I date” I glared at him.“Oh please pardon me. This one concerns me.” He rolled his eyes and unlinked arms with Amanda, stepping closer to me. “ And if you don't want me to tell everyone that you are a gold digger who seduced a man twice your age for money after pretending you didn't need alimony, you better come outside and let us talk” He whispered, his voice lacing with threats. “Baby, what are you whispering to her about, can't you say it out loudly?” Amanda complained, contempt coloring her words. “I want to talk to her briefly…” Liam told her and turned to me, signaling me with his head to follow him outside. I heaved a deep breath and handed over the suit to Joe. “Hold this for a minute. I'm coming.” I said
KEIRA..I stormed into the boutique to signal Joe that we were leaving. I was still overwhelmed by how manipulative and defiant Liam was. What? Come back to him? A bitter chuckle escaped my lips. I can't believe he would have such a stupid brain! I got into the car and checked my wristwatch as I gasped, it was 10:30 am already. I had wasted more time at the boutique and George might be late because of me! This is all Liam's fault. My eyes darted over to Joe who drove quietly and the statement I made earlier about George being my sugar daddy flashed over my mind.I cleared my throat. “I didn't mean to claim your boss was my sugar daddy…it's just….” I tried to explain. “I understand, you don't have to explain it to me. I think we are late already. Let's focus on taking his suit to him” He interrupted and I sighed deeply. “Alright.”He drove for another thirty minutes before we finally got to the penthouse. Maybe because the boutique was far away that caused Mark to alert me so earl
KEIRA. I swallowed the lump in my throat watching George's dick before me. I mean I had seen it before but seeing it with a sane mind hits differently! I could swear my cheeks were so red already. Realizing I had been staring, I turned my eyes away.. “I'm….. I'm….sorry!” I exclaimed, my words breaking. I quickly took to my heels and dashed out of the room, banging the door loudly. I ran downstairs and couldn't control the smile that escaped my lips. I was feeling so hot within as I began fanning myself with my hands. George was exceptionally stunning. His face, his body and his….A wave of shiver ripped down my spine at the thought of it. I can't believe I'm drooling and having illicit thoughts of my boss. I shook my head, trying to shrug it off but I couldn't help myself. The image of him being naked kept invading my mind. I walked to the refrigerator and took a bottle of water, gobbling it down. I breathed a sigh. I was struggling to calm my nerves. I'm trying to do something d
KEIRA. I was eating while George was busy working with his laptop. He already had it in the private suite. I guess this private suite was personally made for him. “Aren't you going to eat?” I inquired, my voice flashing with concern..He slowly raised his hazel eyes to meet mine. “No, you should eat enough. I'm most concerned about you” He flashed me a smile and I cleared my throat and continued eating. When I was done, the flight attendant came back to pick the plates and I stayed in the plane, feeling bored. I couldn't tell what happened anymore but the next time I snapped back to reality. I was on the lie flat bed and covered well with the duvet. I stared around and saw George resting comfortably on the spacious chair. Did he carry me to the bed? Why am I even wondering, I wasn't in here with anyone else if not him so it's probably him. I slowly pulled the duvet down and stood up from the bed. I watched George closely as I stepped forward to him. He looked so handsome and per
KEIRA. One of George's men picked us up at the airport. I haven't been able to say a word since after that incident on the plane. I can't believe I actually tried to steal a kiss from my Boss. This is so embarrassing. George walked away after saying I should be myself around him and I had to tag along. While in his SUV, the atmosphere seemed rather awkward. I sat there, fidgeting with my fingers, staring around the whole SUV, not sure of what I should do. “Pull up at a boutique.” He said to his driver and then turned to me. “we have to get you dressed for the conference” “What, why?! I look good in these” I argued instantly, not because I wanted to but because I was pretty tensed from what happened in the plane..“Of course not. You are more like my date so you have to appear more luxurious than ever” he said and my lips parted in surprise while I felt a flutter in my chest. Date? I was his Date? Fucking get yourself together, Keira! It is not like a real date, it is just becaus
GEORGE. Keira has got to be one of the most beautiful creatures I had seen, watching her in this red dress, she didn't seem to know the kind of stir she caused between my legs. Those tits of hers would fit my lips perfectly and that night, I would never forget. She seemed rather cute trying to steal a kiss from me, she keeps showing sides of her that I found amusing. I'm not sure how long she would try to keep it together and I'm not sure how long I can watch her trying to keep it together. I didn't want to scare her away, I just wanted her to be vulnerable to me first. I was at the conference hall, discussing with the businessmen before I turned my gaze to the table where Keira was seated but could no longer find her. My heart skipped, where could she have gone to? “Excuse me…” I told the gentleman I was conversing with..“Mr Castillo, we are not done with our conversation yet” He echoed but I was no more interested, I was more interested in finding Keira. I needed to know abou
KEIRA. I slowly opened my eyes to the bright light made my head hurt. I tilted my head and stretched my body but I looked down on my body to see that I was entirely on a different outfit, a shirt to be precise. What the heck happened last night! My eyes widened in realization as I instantly raised my upper body from the bed. I turned my head sideways, George wasn't beside me, my eyes darted over to the whole room and I traced the red dress I was putting on last night situated on the floor. George's suit was also all over the floor. My hands flew to my mouth in surprise, did I truly sleep with George again. Oh no. I shook my head vigorously and quickly tried to remember. I vaguely recall seeing that happy family, feeling sad and then taking alcohol. Then what next?!My head spinned and the remaining memories seemed rather blurry and I feel so nauseous too. Just how much did I have to drink yesterday. I should have listened to the bartender. I'm so dead.. I ran my hands through my di
KEIRA. “Do you wish we did?” He asked and I clicked my eyes open instantly. “No! Of course not!” I snapped, raising my gaze to see his hazel eyes watching me closely.“I ..mean….why will I?” I lowered my voice and chin at the same time, clearing my throat a bit. “You were praising my abs and muscles. I wouldn't be surprised if you had thoughts of me, Bambi?” He murmured with a teasing voice and I looked up to him again, my eyes meeting his intense gaze.Bambi again? I could feel a bit of awkwardness and tension between the both of us. “Have we met before by chance, or…” I exhaled deeply, trying to find the right words to ask him if he remembered me from that night. “Did you know me before I started working ?” I asked, a bit of curiosity in my tone as I lowered my chin. He didn't say a word for a while… “Why would I forget?” He said out of the blue, causing me to lift my gaze to him again. “You were amazing that night.. I could never forget. I always had you at the back of my