“Ben, you need to stop this,” Beatrice cried out, struggling to snatch away her hand, Ben had a firm grip on as he began to drag her towards the room.Beatrice tried to walk properly on the heels she put on and avoid having a broken or sprained ankle with the way her legs gave away wobbly, even the gown she wore doesn't seem to be of help presently because they were tight at the knee area.She didn't even get to grab, her clutches, and it won't be funny if her Samsung 22 ultra smartphone goes missing… She will make sure Ben get her a new one cause of his freaking attitude.'What the hell is wrong with him?' She thought, breathing in deeply as Ben unlocked the door and pulled her inside.He pushed her next to the wall as he closed the door with his other hand immediately.Beatrice tried to talk, but no words could form in her mouth, and all she could do was just stare at Ben's face.“Let me go,” Beatrice said lowly, more in a pleading tone.She was in the right state of mind now, and s
“Huh!” Beatrice groaned as she sat up on the soft, fluffy bed and scratched her messy hair.Her eyes were blurred for a few minutes, and she sat motionlessly on the bed, trying to boot into her normal self due to just waking up from sleep.“Aww!” Beatrice yawned with her mouth widely opened and then covered her mouth with her palm.She then dragged her butt on the bed closer to the drawer, looking for her phone, but couldn't see it.“Where did I keep it?” She groaned lowly to herself, squinting her eyes everywhere, but couldn't see any traces of her phone.'Maybe it fell on the floor,' She told herself as she stood up from the bed, wearing a blue nightgown that reached her thigh.She walked over to the other side of the bed sluggishly, dragging her feet on the tiled floor, trying to embrace the cold and chills it gave to her.She bent, staring at the floor and beside the chest, but didn't see any traces of her phone.“Where did I keep it?” She sighed, straightening herself as she place
Beatrice opened the door of the office as she walked into Ben's office with his cup of coffee and hers when she saw Vanessa standing next to him.' She still exists?' Beatrice thought to herself, scoffing at the sight of Vanessa, forgetting that Vanessa was also Ben's assistant and very much available in the company.She wondered why Ben didn't bring her along to Austria.“Good morning, sir,” Beatrice coughed, getting the attention of Ben, who was listening to what Vanessa was saying to him and staring at the tab in her hands.Vanessa lifted her face from the tab and frowned at the sight of Beatrice.Ben smirked and leaned on his seat, clamping his hands together as he stared at Beatrice.“Morning, Miss. Coleman,” Ben greeted.“Here's your coffee,” Beatrice announced, trying to ignore the fact of how strikingly handsome Ben looked in the Navy-blue suit he was wearing.“He had his coffee already,” Vanessa stopped Beatrice as she was about to drop Ben's coffee on the table.“Oh!” Beatri
Beatrice went to make coffee for herself on the second floor when Mia popped up beside her suddenly, almost making Beatrice spill the liquid coffee on the floor.“Mia!” Beatrice gasped out, shockingly, and turned around to glare at Mia.“How many times do I have to tell you to stop sneaking up on me that way, you know how I easily get startled?” Beatrice frowned at Mia, who rolled her eyes at her.“How are you doing?” Mia chirped, a mischievous smirk playing on her lips.She was the one who picked Beatrice late at night when they arrived in New York from Austria, although Ben had insisted on taking her home, which she turned down stubbornly.“Breathing and alive,” Beatrice scoffed as she sipped the coffee, staying with Ben in the office for almost ten hours per day was more than a punishment to her.“So,” Mia smirked, she was still waiting for Beatrice to give her some gist and details on how her day went with the boss.“Mia, we're still at work, get that ass of yours patient,” Beatric
“Is she following us, sir?” Vanessa asked, irritation clearly evident in her voice as Ben and Beatrice approached her in the car park.“I suppose you don't have a problem with that, Ms. Parker, or do you?” Ben questioned her sternly when he got close to her, raising a questioning brow at her, while Beatrice just stared plainly at her.'She's been getting on my nerves lately whenever she's me around Ben,' Beatrice thought to herself as she made her way to Ben's car.She unlocked the passenger's seat door and sat inside, waiting for Ben and Vanessa to finish with their discussion.“No, sir,” Vanessa answered her boss with a sigh and glanced over to Beatrice, seeing that she has made herself comfortable in the front seat.'How dare she?' Vanessa fumed in her mind as her teeth clenched.'I intended to seat at the front,' Vanessa thought to herself.“Good,” Ben smiled casually at her when one of the drivers in the company approached them.“Sir, you called for me earlier,” The driver alerte
“You are terrible,” Beatrice laughed, walking into her apartment, while Mia followed behind her with a packed paper bag in her hands.“Yeah, I know, get moving,” Mia smirked, Beatrice moved out of Mia's way as she walked further into her apartment.Cody, came out of the kitchen, wagging its tail as it ran over to Beatrice, who squatted immediately and spread her arms out to him.“Hey, big boy,” Beatrice smiled, carrying her pet dog in her left arm while her right arm was holding the files she brought from the office.Beatrice walked into her living room and placed the files neatly on the table and settled down on the seat, while she ran her fingers through Cody's fur.Mia was busied unpacking the drinks and the mini bucket of chicken in a paper bag as she kept them on the table.“Yeah, so how are we starting?” She asked, staring at Beatrice, wriggling her brow at her.“Can't you take a break?” Beatrice fired at her and placed Cody on the seat beside her.“Must you know what happened?”
“Good morning, Lady Zara!” Beatrice exclaimed, panting hard when she got to the receptionist's table.“Take it easy, dear,” Lady Zara tried to calm her down while she typed on the keyboard and stared at the computer screen.“I'm late,” Beatrice breathed out, still trying to catch her breath.It was all that silly Mia's fault. They had talked and talked, when Mia left her apartment late at night she decided to have more drinks, and she got drunk, waking up late.“Have a nice day,” Beatrice wished Lady Zara and began running towards the elevator, she was late even though Ben was her boss and she could mask her way out from being queried, she doesn't want any of his favors.Beatrice pressed the button of the elevator repeatedly, wondering what was taking the elevator door to open immediately.Finally, the elevator door opened, and she rushed inside almost making the files in her arms fall to the ground, she quickly turned around and pressed the button to the first floor.The elevator doo
Beatrice entered the office, with the two cups of coffee in her hands. She didn't know how Santiago would like his coffee, so, she just made it the same way Ben likes his coffee.She walked closer to them, seeing the two men in a deep conversation, Beatrice coughed slightly to get their attention.“Your coffee, Sirs,” Beatrice notified, giving Ben his coffee and then Santiago his coffee too.Ben grabbed the handle of the cup and brought the cup close to his mouth and sipped the coffee while he openly stared at Santiago.Santiago brought the cup to his lips and drank out of the coffee. “Hmm! This tastes nice, Ms. Coleman,” Santiago remarked, while Beatrice smiled and bowed her head slightly in response.“If you don't mind, I'll teach you how to make a wonderful type of coffee, you'll love it,” Santiago said.“That's ni--”“There won't be such, Mr. Santiago,” Ben fired, dropping his cup of coffee on the desk cruelly, almost spilling the coffee content on the desk as he glared at Santiag
"What would you like?" Chloe asked as she went through the menu and he shrugged."Nothing, I already drank my coffee today.""You should still eat something since I invited you here, cake?"He shrugged again, and the waiter took their order for a red velvet cake with a cup of latte."So how are you doing?"He raised an eyebrow, "you brought me out here to ask that?""I just want to know how you're doing. It wouldn't hurt to know.""As you may have already seen, I'm fine."She scoffed, "still as cocky as ever. Anyway, can you guess what is happening next week on Friday?""What?"She was pretty excited about whatever it was, and he thought about it, "Your birthday?"She nodded and smiled, "I didn't think you'd remember.""I didn't remember, I only guessed. Well, good for you.""Thank you. You're going to come to the party, right?"He shrugged again, "I'm a busy man, Chloe.""But not too busy to attend your betrothed's birthday surely...""I've told you not to mention that, Chloe.""But
The party was over and Beatrice could finally breathe. It had been crazy meeting Santiago like that, but she guessed she would have had to meet him sometime later.“See you tomorrow,” she said when they got to her apartment building and she got off. He didn't bother to tell her bye or act all cocky like he usually did, and that hurt her for some reason.He was probably still angry at the presence of Mr. Santiago, but there was nothing she could do about that. She turned around to go in, and she pressed her door code when she got to her apartment.“Ah, you scared me!!” She uttered the moment she saw Mia in her house and Mia stared back at her startled too.“Did you then have to shout like that?”“Why not? An intruder came into my house.”“What is all this, by the way?” She pointed to the bags, and Beatrice tried to avoid the conversation.“Did you cook anything?”“Hmm, hmm, no, no, no, you aren't escaping this,” she was in her pajamas, which told Beatrice she was going to be staying ov
The hotel front was filled with paparazzi, and it was no surprise considering how huge and popular the family was. They had the largest number of properties in New York and had their hands in almost every industry there was.“Ben you came,” his mum said enthusiastically when they entered, and she hugged him almost immediately. His dad wasn't so smiley, though, and he just nodded to Ben.“Uhm… You brought your secretary?”“Yes, I thought it'd be fun.”“Mrs. Clarke, Mr. Clarke, congratulations on your wedding anniversary,” they all turned around as a petite but beautiful lady walked up to their table, and she had on the sexiest dress that Beatrice had ever seen. It made her inferior in some way.“Chloe, you came…" Ben's mum purred at the sight of her.“Of course, I wouldn't miss your anniversary for anything.”“Ben, you remember Chloe, right?”He turned to the lady, smiling half-heartedly, and Beatrice could tell that he wasn't having this whole gathering.“Of course, hello, Chloe.”“It
“What are you doing here?” Beatrice asked, clearly angry that he was there, but Ben was just glad that she had opened the door.“Making sure that you're getting ready,” he answered indifferently.“I'm not going if you didn't get that from our latest conversation.”He walked past her into her apartment, gently brushing her shoulder, and stared at all the bags he had sent her way.“What the fuck, Ben? You know what? It's even great because you can take all of your property from my apartment.”“They're all yours, if you didn't get that from our latest conversation too.” Ben turned to face her, a slight smirk tugging at the corner of his lips.She couldn't believe that he was still being cocky after making her go through that hell.“Just get out then, I'll make sure to send them to the trash if you don't want them.” Beatrice fumed.“Beatrice!” He stopped her in her tracks when she tried to walk past him to her room or something.“What is it now?”She was backed up against the wall with hi
Ben walked into his house that evening, loosening up his tie, which was suffocating at that point, and he collapsed onto the bed in his room. He had let Beatrice go cause well, he had started to get swayed by her seduction, and he had seen her face change by his suggestion. He wondered what she was going to choose; date him or be his maid?It was even crazy because he hadn't thought of the options before meeting her, maybe the latter, but it had come out spontaneously while talking to her. He sighed and stood up to pick up his phone when it rang,“Hello,”“Ben dearest, how are you doing?” It was his mom.“Good and you, mum?”“Splendid. I hope you haven't forgotten about our anniversary party coming up tomorrow?”Wait, what? That was true. Fuck, how did he forget?“You didn't forget, did you?”“What? Uhm, no, of course not, I was even thinking of what to get you guys.”“Oh, you don't have to get us anything, just bring yourself and prepare to party all night.”He smiled without realizi
“Your maid?” Beatrice asked in disbelief as Ben gave her a cocky look.“I want to believe this is a joke,” Beatrice laughed while rolling her eyes and placed her both hands on her waist, she snapped her gaze back to Ben and realized he was being serious with that look he was giving her.Ben has got to be kidding her, what does he mean by her being his maid?“You heard me right,” Ben cleared his throat and leaned back in his chair, a devious smirk playing on his lips.“I don't understand what you said just now!” Beatrice fired at him as she widened her eyes at him.“Your maid?”“Maid as in what?” Beatrice questioned him furiously, maybe if he explained what he fucking meant by being his maid, she will understand.Ben gave her an amused look and laughed, he stood up from his seat and straightened his suit while Beatrice glared at him. She watched him murderously as he approached her.Ben quirked a brow at her and stopped a few feet away from her and shoved his hands into the pocket of hi
“Are you okay?” Ben asked worriedly as he rushed over to Beatrice, who was trying to hold back the tears that were threatening to trickle down her face.'Why does he have to do it?'' Why did he have to come to my aid when I didn't need it? He would be the last person I would ask help from?' Beatrice fumed, she was angry and sad at the same time.Angry that Ben went behind her back to do something he wasn't supposed to do, and sad that she didn't deserve such a gesture from him because of the way she had treated him.How did he know about this? Is he stalking her, or does he have a monitoring device on her?What is the exact reason he did such a thing to her?Ben straightened to his feet, taking Beatrice's phone which she dropped on the floor, and staring at her, he had expected that reaction from her, and he knew he had hurt her pride paying that money because he knows Beatrice too well.But, he had to do it if he wants his plans to work.“Your phone,” Ben said, stretching his hand
Beatrice got to the office very early in the morning, she has some work to do before she asks Ben for permission to meet a new realtor, Lady Zara told her about.“It's 7:30,” She muttered as she glanced at her wristwatch and then stared at Ben's empty seat, she has been in the office for some minutes to seven in the morning.'Is he not coming to work?' Beatrice thought when Ben hadn't come into the office, she sighed and stood up, telling herself not to bother since it wasn't too late for him to come to work, after all, he's the boss, and she is the one who came very early to work.'Let me make his coffee before he comes,' She told herself and stood up from her seat, she arranged the files on her table neatly and proceeded to walk out of the office.The elevator tinged as soon as she got to the second floor and the elevator door opened, Beatrice inhaled sharply, flapping her long hair to the back, and began walking towards the coffee machine, her hips swayed and rocked slightly in the
Beatrice threw her hair into a messy bun as she walked into the kitchen, she sighed staring at how lovely the kitchen was, and right now, what she was thinking about is how to make her next move.With her current job as a secretary, she can't keep up with that amount of money to pay for house rent, and again her pride won't let her ask anyone for money to help except her parents, and she wants to avoid bothering them too.She plodded tiredly to the fridge in the kitchen and wanted to have a soda drink and got disappointed with herself when she opened the door of the fridge and couldn't find any drinks inside the fridge, just bottled water.'I need to make time and go to the grocery store,' She frowned inwardly, she had been telling herself that for like two weeks now without taking a step to the grocery store and now all her foodstuffs had completely gone dry.'I guess I will go for water instead,' She thought and grabbed a bottle of water, she opened the lid and gulped down the cold