A CHANCE FOR WINNING

MIRABEL'S POV

I sometimes wonder what makes Andrey so special to him. No matter how hard I try to gain his attention, he doesn’t care, doesn’t look at me the way he looks at her, or even notice all my green lights. And each day, it seems like my affection for him grow deeper. Yet, he only sees me as just another normal woman he can't keep as his. My love for Dean has made me want to be in that winch's shoes.

 Well, having a handsome, wealthy boyfriend is every girl’s dream, and Andrey is the only one standing in my way of achieving this goal. If she doesn’t disappear, I’ll help her.

Anything for my love...... Dean

Call it obsession or whatever, I don’t care! He must be mine!

“Why?” I heard Dean asking, his voice filled with curiosity.

Why should he even ask her that to begin with? Isn’t it better that Andrey won’t be around? 

Of course, it’s a golden opportunity for me to make my move on him...... My baby love. Awwwwnnnnn.

“I don’t know for sure if it’s a prank to make me come back,” Andrey replied. She sounded uncertain about it.

My heart leapt with excitement. Andrey would be going away, finally! It's a spark of hope that I can still get him before she returns.

God is truly on my side.

I was about to walk away when I heard a naughty statement that stopped me in my tracks. My ears perked up, and I leaned closer to the door, carefully placing my left ear against the door while being cautious to avoid getting caught by anyone.

“I miss your body,” Dean’s voice was calm, deep, and seductive.

Shit! Are they about to do what I'm thinking right now? No. Hell no. Not happening under my watch.

I heard footsteps approaching, I quickly stepped away from the door and smiled, pretending as though I had nothing to hide. To make things less suspicious, I pushed the door open. The moment I entered, they instantly moved away from each other. 

Dean sent icy glare to my direction. I felt chills down my spine. His voice deepened, and the sheer authority in it made me tremble. “Don’t you know how to knock, Mirabel?” he roared.

While Andrey hid behind him, probably adjusting her clothes and using his body as a shield.

Office relationships were against company policy, and they both knew of it. So they wouldn’t dare report me for bashing in like that. After all, it was a mistake, right?

Ha ha ha...!

“I am so sorry. I didn’t mean to. I didn’t know you two were busy. I hope I didn’t interrupt anything,” I stammered, feigning innocence.

“Will you shut up?!” Dean looked furious, and I nodded meekly.

The drama is on baby.

“I’m sorry,” I said again, putting on a pityful expression.

Honestly, inside, I was thrilled. I had successfully ruined whatever that was about to happen between them.

“Really? Sorry?” finally Andrey spoke, and wasn't behind him anymore. She was looking at me with a frown and seeing her like that, is a bigger joy to me.

What could she do? Frown and shout and ask silly questions? That’s the highest. Neither of them can even suggest to fire me. 

Well, my family owned shares in the company—not as many as Dean’s family, but enough to shield me. 

Though, I’ve heard rumors from other hater staff that Andrey had slept her way up the ladder to be in her current position. Clearly, Dean is her victim. What a pathetic loser she is.

Now to save myself for interrupting their bullshit, I needed a quick excuse to cover my intrusion. I remembered my second hairpin in my pocket. A perfect idea came to mind.

Without them noticing, I dipped my hand in my pocket, brought out the second hairpin and held it lightly.

“What do you want?” Andrey snapped. What a perfect timing.

I rolled my eyes, then smiled sweetly innocent. “I forgot my hairpin here.” Approaching them as Dean was sitting on the desk, I placed the hand with the hairpin on the desk. “Here it is,” I said, so fast.

My actions were so smooth that they didn’t suspect or see a thing. If I had hesitated, they might have searched around for it. And I will be caught.

“Now, get out and be knock next time. You don't just bash in no matter how desperate you need something.” Dean paused. “If you don’t, you won’t like my next action.” He then threatened. And the way he looked at me like I was some sort of a rotten meat.

“Okay,” I replied, heading for the door. “Again, I apologize,” I added dryly before closing it behind me.

My anger was boiling in my veins. I ignored my other colleagues who smiled and tried to get my attention. My hands clutching the documents tightly against my chest, I opened the door to my office and stormed in.

DEAN'S POV

I collapsed into my chair and let out a heavy sigh. I miss Andrey already. I don't know how I’d manage without her. And Mirabel, on the other hand, was a constant thorn in my side. That girl needs to understand that I can never take her seriously, even if she offered me the world.

Rah… rah…

“Come in,” I answered out in response to the knock.

“Sir, the documents are ready. I double-checked them for errors,” Bill said, placing the file on my desk.

“Okay, I’ll review them later. And hey, what’s with the formality?”

Bill smiled, pulled out a chair and crossedhis arms. “Chill, I'm only trying out out to be a good staff to his boss.”

“You’re weird,” I said dryly.

“Anyways, what’s with the long face? Something wrong with your manhood? Did Andrey finally call you out on your nonsense?” he teased.

“I wish I could punch that face of yours,” I muttered.

“Are you talking about me?” he asked, and I shook my head.

Even in my dreams, I wouldn’t dare do that. Bill apart from being my friend; he is a black belt holder. The last time I asked him to teach me self-defense, I ended up with a broken hand and a cracked rib. Never again. One of my worse experience.

“No. I’m just surprised that your mind could come up with something so dumb,” I replied, earning a hearty laugh from Bill..

“So, what’s bothering you? Why do the long face? Did you and Andrey break up?”

I shook my head. Bill leaned forward, “Say something already. I'm so curious right now, man! You got some homie, pregnant?” 

“No. Not that. Andrey’s going home for a few days,” I answered and Bill smiled.

“Awwwwn, sweet love. Don’t worry. She’ll be back soon. It’s not like this is her first time going home. You got to chill. Are you that selfish?” he asked and truly, he was right. I should let her be with her family too.

“I know right,” I sighed. “Well, your time’s up. Get back to work. Don't forget I'm your boss.” I said, pretending to be tough and serious.

“Lame performance. I almost slept just now.” Bill laughed, rising from his seat. “Oh, and don't forget to escort her to the airport.”

With that said, he left the office.