Maeve was woken up by the ringing of her phone. She was so tired, responding without checking the caller ID. “Hello,” “Good morning, wonder woman.” The velvety sensual voice was able to remove all the tiredness she felt, as energy returned to her body. But she was surprised by the pet name he gave her, instantly forming one for him through smiles, “Good morning, my addiction.” “Wow. Am I so addictive?” Gabriel was knocked with surprise but also proud to be nicknamed like that by her. No wonder she never wanted to leave his side. She was his wonder woman because of her contribution to his successes, which was still surprising to him. “You have no idea,” Maeve chuckled in response while she lay on her back, facing the chandelier above her. This was the first time Gabriel woke her from sleep and it felt so good. “I like it and I thought about asking why you are not here when I’m still at your car park.” Gabriel sounded amused but Maeve felt sorry for keeping him waiting for so l
“You mean she had sex with her ex as a goodbye gift?” Gabriel was shocked and asked, shocked by how ruthless Tyra could be. He never met her in person and was glad to have not to. Ethan smiled bitterly and nodded his head in agreement. “That is how she termed it, Gabby, how can I stay married to a woman like that?” He pursed his lips thoughtfully and asked, “Can I have whiskey?” “I don’t keep strong drinks here because it’s an office but it has already happened so put yourself together,” Gabriel patted him on the back while leading him to the sofa in his office and sitting beside him. Ethan recounted miserably, while scratching his head frustratedly, “I don’t even know how I got here. I just mentioned your address to the driver who picked me up at the airport and before I realized, I was here.” Gabriel was devastated by what his best friend was going through. “I think you need rest. I will book hotel accommodation for you.” Ethan was shocked and frowned imperceptibly, “Can’t I cr
Earlier that day Dexter was in his office when his secretary brought his morning coffee. Without as much as lifting his eyes from what he was doing, he asked, just as the secretary was about to go away. “Where is Doreen? Why have you brought me coffee these past few days?” Dexter thought Doreen had taken a short leave or was busy for which reason she had not brought his coffee, not expecting it to continue forever.His secretary turned around, looking confused. Doreen was not the secretary so why was her boss demanding that she brought him his coffee? “Sir, I am responsible for your coffee.” Dexter lifted his head and his expression was unfriendly and his tone carried a rare chagrin. “Should I query you for allowing her to serve my coffee in the morning, and fruits in the afternoon when it was not her job?” The secretary bit her lips. Indeed, it was wrong for her to allow Doreen to be serving the boss’s coffee. The first day, she pretended to be sick and when Doreen sent his coff
Gabriel was worried about Doreen for her betterment because she still hadn't stopped crying at night and covering her face with makeup in the morning. If Dexter would see her without makeup, then he would understand the depth to which she was damaged because of him. Dexter could not be blamed since he was not aware and had not made any promises to Doreen but since he came after she had left, Gabriel wanted to have this serious talk with him. ‘If you want to see her, she is here in this office but I am concerned about your concern because I would not do what you are doing for any of my staff.’ Gabriel’s serious words kept ringing in Dexter’s mind like a bell. His steps were slow but he made it to the chair in front of Gabriel and sat down, since he mentioned that Doreen was in the office. It meant that Gabriel had an inner room or Doreen was in the washroom. Since she was the reason why Dexter was there, he decided to talk with Gabriel, as he was also surprised that Doreen had such
Doreen raked her mind to find a suitable excuse. She got one, not knowing if it was good enough. “They were from magazines.” Dexter laughed and Doreen felt embarrassed. He felt the texture and knew those pictures were not from magazines. Besides, from which magazine could one get so many pictures of Dexter alone? Dexter was a businessman and not a model. “And they are all my pictures?” Doreen felt awkward at the way he caught her lies so fast. “I have work to do. There is a lot of pressure with sales.” She was about to stand when Dexter held her by the hand across the conference table. Doreen stiffened as if his touch burned her, and she quickly withdrew her hand. Dexter was lavishing in the warmth of her hand and when she withdrew it, he was saddened but also grateful that she did not leave like she wanted. “Doreen, please. Be honest with me for this once. Do you feel anything for me? I mean, forget that I was once your boss. Did you perhaps feel any attraction towards me?” H
A small smile curled up Dexter’s lips and he returned to sit in front of her. Doreen suddenly lost all her confidence when his dark gaze met her green eyes. It was too late to take back her words as a result of the expectation she created in his mind so she went on to narrate, “Remember when you bought your first customized car? I was there on an internship program and that was when I first saw you and also felt attracted to you.” Dexter recalled when he bought his first customized car from the factory and that was two years ago. Doreen must have been in college by then. “I researched about you and found where you worked so after my graduation, I decided to work for you, as your secretary, so I’d be close to you but you already had one.” “Your HR Manager said my performance was good and she could not let me go so that was how I got the job of a Quality control officer but that was not enough to get me close to you so I befriended your secretary.” Doreen guzzled, blushing from em
Doreen went back to Gabriel’s office after making another sale of the new customer who came right after Dexter left. He asked her on a date but she refused to accept because she was holding on to thin hope.Today was magical. Unexpectedly, everything turned out well. They did not conclude on anything and yet, they had a mutual relationship. It was better than nothing. She could not wait to download everything for her brother and Maeve.Getting there, she rattled everything like a little girl recounting her thrilling day to her parents. “In the end, he bought a car. So, I made two sales this morning. I think I love the sales department. So much commission,” Doreen sighed before her ass hit the chair.All through her narration, she was standing on her feet in her high heels. No matter how much she was beginning to love sales, Gabriel did not intend to keep her there for long since she could handle bigger responsibilities. For now, there was a lot of pressure in the showroom so it was f
“Gab, I want you. I don’t want you to stop.” Maeve’s eyes were pleading, her body burning with unrelinquished desire. Gabriel stared intently at her with eyes burning with the same level of desire, if not more. The desire to possess and take everything that he felt belonged to him. Maeve held his gaze stubbornly, refusing for this moment to pass them by. When Gabriel did not attempt to honor her words, she held his hand and walked him to the bed. Maeve lowered herself to the bed, taking a sitting position with an unwavering gaze on him. When she let go of his hand, she quickly removed her blazer and was about to unbutton her shirt when Gabriel lowered himself to sit beside her and held her hand, stopping her actions. Maeve was embittered, as her eyes turned teary. “You won’t do it?” she asked in a teary voice, it stung Gabriel’s heart and he pulled her to his chest. Gabriel did not want to make her feel bad but neither could he hide it from her since she asked about it. He had n