Ethan knew they were backed against a corner and admitting defeat was currently their best option.
Begrudgingly, he got down on his knees, pulling a fuming Raquel down along.
“We’re sorry, Giselle. What Raquel did was wrong and she crossed the line. Please forgive her.” He apologized, head bent down.
Giselle wasn’t satisfied. Last she remembered, she told them both to apologize, not Ethan alone.
Turning her attention towards Raquel, she spoke. “Have you suddenly gone mute, Raquel? I didn’t hear your apology.”
“I… I’m sorry, G-Giselle. I shouldn’t have… behaved such a way.” The rose blonde managed to get out, clenching her fist hard enough for her long pointy nails to draw blood.
Apologies, that was one thing Raquel hated doing. Giselle had seen that as a bad trait of hers when they were still friends, but endured it due to their friendship.
The clicking of camera flashes went off, filling the event hall with noises. Raquel dare not raise her head in the shameful position she was in.
“That’s enough.” Giselle waved her hand dismissively. “Get up and get out. I don’t want to see your faces around here again.” She turned around, bowing politely to the crowd of onlookers. “I’m sorry for the disruption everyone. It’s that time of the month for her so my friend is a bit grumpy. I apologize.”
Everyone chuckled at her speech, glancing over at the embarrassed rose blonde before heading back to their table one by one.
Giselle sighed, feeling the tension leave her body as the crowd reduced into nothing.
“Don’t expect your project to launch into society after you pulled off something like this. And don’t ever let it cross your mind to ask me for support going forward or else I’ll make sure your company’s name is wiped off the business chart.”
Giselle flinched at the sound of Ezra’s voice, turning back around to see Ethan and Raquel now on their feet, glaring at her.
Giselle widened her eyes in disbelief ‘Those punks.’
“Leave. Now!”
Ethan gave a subtle nod and turned around to leave, dragging along his fiancée who looked like she was about to tear Giselle apart any second from now.
Giselle stared back, not breaking eye contact until they were out the doors and it had closed shut.
The brunette sighed, turning her gaze to her fiancée only to see him staring at her. It was only sensible that he had question. Any reasonable person would.
Giselle took a step forward and lowered her voice. “I’m sorry about that. It won’t happen again.” She apologized, stopping herself in the last minute before she could lower her head in front of numerous people.
.
“Such a mistake will not have the opportunity to repeat itself. But don’t think you can keep me in the dark like a fool.”
Giselle felt chills run up her spin. She fully understood the meaning behind his words. Ezra adjusted his suit and once again offered his arm, only this time, she hesitated before taking his arm.
*******
The engagement ceremony successfully came to a close. But that was only the start of Giselle’s problem. She was stunned beyond believe after Ezra had announced an after party for their engagement, which was taking place two floors above.
Turning towards her, he beckoned the brunette over. Giselle slowly approached him, still too stunned to grasp the situation.
“Nadia has already prepared a new set of cloth for you. Go with her and get changed.” He instructed.
“You didn’t tell me there would be an after party.” Giselle cocked her head to the side.
“I don’t have to tell you about my every decision.”
“Don’t you think I have the right to know about decisions involving me? I am your Fiancée after all.”
Ezra scowled. “Remember your place.”
Giselle took a step forward, raising her head so she could look at Ezra in his eyes. This height thing really wasn't working in her favor . “I never forgot it. That is the least a civil person should do, Ezra.”
Ezra’s scowl morphed into a wicked smirk as he took a step of his own forward, closing some of the distance between them.
“Are you lecturing me?” He asked with a glint in his eyes. A glint that once spotted, made Giselle take a step back.
“N-no. I… I’m just… trying-"
“Well it looked to me like you were.” Ezra took another step forward, watching as Giselle took two steps back. “How bold of you.” Ezra continued to step forward, slowly pushing the brunette in front of his towards a table.
Giselle realized how quickly the distance between them was vanishing. Sadly there was only a few people left in the hall, mostly staffs cleaning up, one third of the guests had left to get changed in a suit of their own assigned to them by Ezra. As if like a reminder, her breathing picking up, memories of what happened at the hotel resurfaced like a fresh incident.
“I’ve already said that’s not what I was doing, so please stop.” She stretched her arms forward, palms connecting with Ezra chest and stopping the man in his tracks.
‘Sturdy.’ Giselle’s thoughts took a whole three-sixty in direction. Slowly, she moved her fingers, trying to feeling up as much of his chest as she could, while not making it too obvious.
“Wow.” She mused.
“Woman, what are you doing?”
As if finally realizing what she was doing, Giselle furiously withdrew her finger and stepped back, bumping into the table behind, luckily no glasses rolled off.
“Huh?!” Giselle exclaimed. “I-I wasn’t doing anything!” Her cheeks and ears took on a dark shade of red as she begun rubbing the back of her neck. “Where’s Nadia? N-Nadia?!” She called out, rather too loudly for someone who claimed to not have done a thing.
A cute looking red hair ran up to her, hands folded behind her back. She looked somewhere between the age of twenty-two or four, as she wore a bright smile on her lips. “Yes Mrs. Heinrich?” She enthusiastically answered, having a spring in her step as she haulted.
“Nadia?” Giselle confirmed to which the girl nodded. “Let’s go. Do you have my other dress prepared?”
“Yes Mrs. Heinrich.”
“Then let’s go.”
Ezra watched with folded arms as Giselle walks of flustered, her ears turning redder with every passing second.
“It’s on the sixth floor.” Ezra called out, the huge hall echoing his chuckle at the end.
The main event of the day ended without any further trouble and had left Ezra and Giselle feeling exhausted.Giselle, who was dealing with a bad foot ache, didn’t try complaining when Ezra had assigned her the room opposite his. It was clearly stated in the contract so she expected nonetheless.As soon as the brunette had taken off her engagement dress, she collapsed straight on the bed and dozed off.Ezra, on the other hand, had things to do.“Give me the list.” Ezra demanded with an outstretched palm, watching as Jubril hurtled towards his table, brown clip board in hand.It was sometime close to midnight and the list of hotel check-in had arrived. Ezra was determined to get to the bottom of his suspicions.“The staffs gathered all the list of guest that had checked-in the morning before you arrived. They even assured that the lost security footages would be recovered by next month.” Jubril reported, handing the clip board to his employer.Ezra collected it, flipping it over to look
Giselle felt heat spread throughout her body, a tingling sensation settling in her lower section as Ezra moved his lip. Her mind blurred and her struggles reduced.Just as she felt her legs slowly start to lose strength, Ezra wrapped his arm around her waist, hoisting her up and pressing her back against the wall as he deepened the kiss, probing her shut mouth for entrance with his tongue.When she still denied him entrance, Ezra slipped his hand underneath her robe and slowly dragged his finger up her thigh, stopping near her womanhood and giving her thigh a harsh squeeze.Giselle gasped at the action, allowing him to slip his tongue into her mouth.Ezra didn’t stop there, he begun to rub his thumb in circular motion on her thigh. The contact brought a burning sensation on Giselle’s skin and she felt her insides clench as she fought to hold back involuntary moans.When Ezra pulled back, they were both out of breath and Giselle looked like she was about to cry as her long lashes flutt
Giselle didn’t like it, the look in Ezra’s eyes right before she shut hers.The thought of them sharing any more intimate moment made goosebumps breakout all over her body and she began trying to wriggle free of his hold.After climbing out of his embrace, Giselle took two steps back, placing some much needed distance between herself and him.“Thank you for stopping my fall, Mr. Heinrich.” Giselle bowed her head. “I’ll get going now.”And with that, Giselle strode away, passing by a confused Jubril.“Have you done what I asked you to?” Ezra asked, his voice taking its usual nonchalant tone.“Yes.” Jubril rushed to pulled out two different papers, each containing enough details on each individual.Ezra collected it with easy and read through the first one.“Apart from the basic details we already know about the younger master of the Monroe family, I found a few interesting others.” Jubril begun, watching as his employer read the paper at hand. “The younger master attended Colworth univ
BAM!Crackling sound of broken bones echo throughout the work space, followed by a pained scream.“Argh! My nose. She broke my fucking nose.” Eva shrieked and burst into tears, feeling a warm liquid trickle down her nose. When she placed her palm there, the blonde almost fainted after seeing her own blood.Commotion arouse in the office at the scene. People had stopped their work and began watching, gasping as they saw blood running down Eva's Philtrum.“You witch! Why’d you do that?!”‘Look in the mirror before you call people names.’ Giselle clenched and unclenched her first, feeling it throb.“Oops. Your face looked so much like a punching bag that I couldn't resist. My bad.” Giselle shrugged with a calm expression on her face.The feeling of Eva’s nose dislocating against her knuckles felt magical. The brunette felt alive and wasn’t planning on apologizing for her action, after all, Eva didn’t even think of apologizing after she dumped a whole cup of hot coffee on her laptop.Gise
By the time Giselle clocked out, it was late at night. And as she walked through the revolving door, the brunette couldn’t help but do a little stretch.A whole week off work had made her soft.Giselle heard her phone ding and reached for it, pulling it out only to see that her Uber had cancelled on her.Her face fell and she shoved her phone back into her mini bag, huffing out in annoyance as this had been the third Uber to cancel on her.Her only options right now were the bus and the subway, but seeing as the Bus station was just a few blocks down, closed than the subway, Giselle opted for the closest one, but the thought of walking down the street alone at night, while it was chilly, made her gulp.But she had no other option as of now.With a determined nod, the brunette had readied herself to start speed walking, when a fancy looking Rolls Royce stopped in front.The backseat window rolled down, revealing Ezra’s ethereal facial structure.“Get in the car.” He demanded.Giselle h
Ezra’s words rang in Giselle’s ear like a never ending broken record player.The brunette stared up at him, searching his hazel eyes once again.“What?” She finally asked in a low toned voice.Ezra kept silent, staring down at the woman below him as his fingers slowly reached for strands of her hair.The feeling of her silk and smooth hair brought electric sparks to his fingertips.“Why would you say that? You want me to become your woman? What the fuck does that mean coming from you?”Giselle pushed Ezra off, standing to her feet and looking him dead in the eyes. Those eyes that held so much power over the way her body reacted.“It means exactly what it means.” Ezra responded, tucking his hands away in his pocket and watching her.Giselle’s reaction was everything. The way her cheeks flushed, the way her ears reddened and best of all, the way she furiously batted her lashes.Ezra found it enjoyable.Giselle wasn’t a child, she easily understood what Ezra meant.“Mr. Heinrich,” The br
Giselle blinked cursorily as she stared at the man in front in a state of slight panic.“M-Mr. Heinrich.”“Why do you look so surprised, Giselle?” Ezra asked, tilting his head to the side and studying her facial expression.Giselle gulped and stepped back. Even though he wasn’t touching her, his presence still made her feel uneasy. Ezra stepped forward, following her each step she took, until her back pressed against the wall.There was nowhere else for her to go and as she watched the male in front of her inch closer, her heart began to once again thump in her ears.Ezra placed his hand beside her head, trapping her against the wall. His eyes then gravitated down her body, lingering on her well defined neckline, for seconds before scanning the dress she chose to wear.It was one of the numerous dresses he had filled her walk-in-closet with and he was more than delighted seeing it on her body.A deep sea green spaghetti hand gown, that stopped above her knees and had a deep V neckline
Giselle didn’t move or budge from where she stood, her eyes stayed trained on the figure stepping out of the elevator.Life had a funny way of rubbing her failures right in her face.Ethan had been adjusting his suit when he stepped at, flinching back as he saw Giselle standing in front.“Giselle-”Ethan begun but Giselle interrupted him, glaring at him in the deadliest way she possibly could.“Why are you here?”Ethan cleared his throat and squared his shoulders. He was well aware of the chances of running into Giselle at Dano’s accounting firm, after all, he knew she had worked there for two years. But after hearing a new CEO was going to be inaugurated and he being in desperate need of huge support for his new project, Ethan decided to go.“I have business to take care of here.”Giselle scrunched up her face in disbelief.No one ever told her she was going to be working in the same place as a common traitor.She would rather resign than work in a company where he’d place any future