Suzan walked into Jane’s office quickly as if expecting to see something.“Hey,” she said, sounding a little irritated. “I saw Marcus leaving your office. Is there a problem?”“No, he is just trying to get on my nerves; I do not know what I will do with him.” She said in a cheery voice. “I suppose it's lunchtime now, don’t you think?”“No,” Suzan replied, taking her seat opposite Jane. “We have an hour to go.”“Urhhhh,” Jane grumbled, causing Suzan to chuckle. “Here, take some water,” Jane said, pushing the bottle of water Marcus gave her to Suzan.Suzan was skeptical. “Is that not the water I gave you?” She asked.“What do you mean? I drowned half of the one you brought.” Jane replied, showing her a half-empty container. “Marcus brought this one; he said he thought I would be thirsty.”Suzan chuckled and reached for the water. “Savants these days…” she muttered, taking from the water.Jane only nodded. She felt her stomach fold and she crouched in her chair. Suzan walked quickly to w
Marcus was still lost in thought, making his resolutions."What are you thinking?"Marcus looked at Jane and beamed. "Nothing, just making my own resolutions.""Wanna share?" Jane asked, flirting with her eyelashes.Marcus smirked. "Are you sure you want to hear it?""Umhm," Jane nodded."Well," Marcus bit his lower lip trying to find an easy way to say it without sending her back into her shell. "Let's just say I do not want to be scared of you anymore."Jane snickered. "For real?" Marcus nodded.Her eyes were hurt, she didn't like the idea of being feared, at least now. She had taken on the bratty, rude, arrogant behavior as a protective shield, and she had enjoyed the way people were so Ina hurry to please her so she won't get mad, but now, she felt like a monster. "But you are not afraid of me are you?"Marcus groaned. "Ah Jane, I do not mean I'm afraid of you physically!"Jane looked intently into his eyes as if the very act will reveal what he is thinking. "Then what are you sca
Marcus had always been proud of himself for resisting temptations. When he and Brian had worked for celebrities and other powerful people, he had never been tempted to steal from them, and his will and ability to control himself were strong. But as he tried not to stare at Jane laying beside him half naked he knew he had failed. He had failed since she changed from the clothes she wore this morning to a Bikini.He lay there pretending to read a magazine while his heart was beating hard and his binga threatening to erupt.Jane on the other hand seemed calm to know someone was beside her. Her eyes were closed, and even though she was still and peaceful Marcus knew she hadn't fallen asleep. He groaned softly and crossed his legs again."Are you okay?" Jane asked, her eyes still closed, her peace undisrupted."Yeah, of cause," he mumbled.Jane opened her eyes and sat straight. "You've been twitching and turning like a worm, does the sun bother you or do you just not know how to stay quiet
Jane could hear the whispering as she and Marcus made their way to her office. The employees were in groups of two or more glaring and pointing at her. She was not invited to the usual Monday meetings and when she had gone for it she was asked to leave the conference hall.“Well, today will be interesting.” She mumbled to herself when she entered her office.“Yes, ma’am,” Marcus replied.Mr. Robert matched into her office with two security behind him. “There she is he said pointing at Jane.” The two security took a handcuff and went towards Jane. Marcus quickly pushed Jane behind him and stood in front of the securities.“I am afraid you have to move sir.” One of the who seem to be the boss said in his thick German accent.“I am afraid I cannot do that.” Marcus retorted.“What is all this about?” Jane asked.“You are being arrested for the murder of Suzan Jonas, you have the right-”“Hold on,” Jane said cutting the security. “The murder of who?”Both security men looked from Jane to M
Jane and Marcus had switched back to their professional selves by the time they stepped down from Car.Jane wondered how Marcus seemed to know when to be formal in one minute and informal the next minute. Before the car pulled into the company's building, Marcus seemed to have forgotten she was his Boss. He was leaning so close to her they were breathing the same air. He had his ridiculous wide grin and even though he was telling her important things, Jane could not help being distracted by his closeness. Twice he had had to tap her to be sure she was listening."I am trying to prep talk you so those nosey workers in that office don't frustrate you but you are not paying attention." He had grumbled.She didn't notice when they drove into the building until she noticed Marcus' posture shift to being professional. She groaned softly and did the same. Marcus came down first and then opened the door for her."You do not have to do that." She whispered to him.Marcus gave a reluctant smirk.
By 8:00 in the evening, Jane had all the evidence she will need to win against whatever accusations Mr. Robert might bring her way. She and Marcus meticulously went through the iPad. They got access to messages between Suzan and Mr. Robert, Mr. Robert planned to eliminate Emilia because she was getting too nosey, and plans to do the same with Jane if she didn’t back off soon, and also Marcus. Huge amounts of money are shared between Mr. Robert and Suzan, and the plan is to blame it on the account who was arrested a few days after Emilia was stabbed. Apparently, the party was thrown so Jane could feel satisfied and stop trying to frustrate their plane. The security camera’s tape was enough to clarify that Jane did not poison Suzan. And as a bonus, Emilia had videos of Mr. Robert physically abusing his wife—the woman Jane had run into some time back.The night was perfect and Jane suggested she and Marcus celebrate. She was happy she would be able to clear her name and restore the glory
At work, the connection between Marcus and Jane was almost visible.Marcus kept sneaking into Jane’s office for random good-luck kisses.Employees at the office didn’t stop glaring at Jane and whispering as she walked by. Some went the extra mile to tell Marcus to quit his job their reason was—‘for all we know she could poison you too.’Mr. Robert who had never really cared if Jane worked or not; became intentional about keeping her busy throughout the day. He bombarded her with trivial things to do like bookkeeping and posting journal entries, the kind of work reserved for junior accountants. But she did not complain, she was glad to have easy access to every little information she needed. Later that afternoon, Mr. Robert barged into the office with Mia—his wife."Jane, I know your father will not approve of you not having any assistant and this company cannot risk the life of any of its employees again, so she," He pushed Mia forward. "will do whatever you need her to do. She is du
"EVERYBODY HAS THE RIGHT TO DREAM." Jane shouted in excitement. She then pulled Marcus by his neck and planted her lips on his.Marcus began responding but pulled away almost immediately. Jane's expression was confused but she then flowed his gaze to see Flanz looking at them through the front mirror. Her excitement was instantly replaced by panic. "Flanz," she called softly. "Are you going to tell on us?"Flanz's bewildered expression was replaced with a slow smirk. "I am just err… Shocked." He slowed his driving pace. "After … " he skipped the name. "broke your heart we all thought you would never love again."Jane and Marcus had their eyes glued on him."I am happy to see you have changed your mind about love ma'am." Flanz's smile widen.Jane and Marcus sighed in relief and then giggled because they had been holding their breath."Only if," Flanz glanced at them from the front mirror."There is a catch," Marcus said hourly."If I am allowed to pursue Mia." Flanz's cheeks flushed r