"She never talk about wedding. Why did she suddenly bring it up and even wants it urgently?" Desmond asked himself when Daniella left. His mind was telling him she was up to something but he couldn't tell her exact motive. They were together because of his family and her pregnancy, and things have never been same ever since Anabel left.Though he believed with time, he will start loving Daniella, but her recent character was not something he can just ignore. She blocked her sister and his mother in his phone. And why would she talking about wedding when the coast was not clear enough. He was loosing contracts, coupled with the fact that his mother was sick. ...At night when they got ready for bed, Desmond couldn't help but feel a sense of frustration. He had been looking forward to a romantic evening with Daniella, but now it seemed like that was not going to happen.As they lay in bed, Desmond reached out to Daniella, hoping to rekindle the spark that had been missing that evenin
Desmond couldn't believe he was about to sleep without sex. He have never been in that situation. He was angry but he couldn't do anything. He don't want to force her and he can't possibly fix the wedding because she was denying him her body.Daniella was expecting him to dance to her tune but he turned, facing his back at her. Daniella was disappointed. She thought he will fix the wedding date if she denied him sex but it failed.Desmond didn't say anything again, leaving Daniella unsettled. She wanted to change her mind and resolve with Desmond but she couldn't. At this point, she needed to maintain her sneeze.Both slept off afterwards. The next day, Desmond woke up and got prepared. He didn't even talked to her. As he was about to leave, He heard Daniella's voice from the back, "You are leaving without even talking to me?""Why will I talk to you? Can you let me be? Can you?""Is it about last night? I....I'm sorry. I....I over reacted and I'm sorry.""I don't have time for you n
"I'm not a public food. I'm reserved for rich men like you. I'm sure I'm more endowed than the woman in your house. Men like you eat fresh and not bones.""I'm still not interested.""You don't know what you are about to miss.""I'm not missing anything. I have a pregnant woman in my house. You want me to cheat on her? Will it be fair? Remember she's a woman like you." Desmond said, trying to Play emotional counter strategy."It's not a big deal. Men cheats on their pregnant wife. I once had sex with a man who's wife was about to deliver. He was speaking with her on the phone while I was busy riding him. So you won't be the first.""And you think it's normal? They probably don't love their wife. I won't try that.""I can see you are not a real man. Real men cheats on their wife. They have fun with multiple women, something they won't get from their wives. I will leave you and wait for real men. Your loss." She said and stood up, then saunter off, swaying her immaculate ass from side t
"Well, you are bold. I will give you that. But I'm not the type of man you think I am. I will appreciate if you leave my sight." Desmond said and continued with his drink."Stop talking as if you often gets a hot woman like me chatting you up." She said and Desmond chuckled. He couldn't tell if she was joking or if she actually thought she was something special."As old as you are, you are still feeling yourself as if you are anything special. I think you have the wrong idea about who you are talking with.""No, you are the one who is mistaken. All I know is that at the end, you and me will be leaving together. We are going to know each other very well. I mean..,.very well. And by that. I mean we are going to my place, get naked and have sex, lots of it.""I... I... what?" Desmond stammered, shaking his head. He was lost of words. He was baffled. Was she joking or what? Was she pranking him? How could an old woman like her presume that a handsome rich guy like him would cheat on his
(Few Days Later. In a Conference meeting)As Anabel was giving her Speech, Sylvester, a medium profile business man was sitting at the the back of the auditorium, with his arms crossed. The Conference had drawn in some of the most brilliant minds from the state and Anabel was one of them. His eyes was fixed on the stage, watching Anabel's speech. She was taking the podium with a confident stride. Sylvester found himself captivated with her excellent command in speech. Not just by her ideas, but by her very presence. There was a certain spark in her, an undeniable energy that commands attention. Ever since she witnessed Anabel's action on Zacklid group launching day, he had been looking forward to meet her, which was the main reason he came to the conference meeting. He had made research about her and had gotten all the information he needed. HER REAL IDENTITY. Thanks to his boys that worked it out without wasting time.When the event came to an end, Sylvester made his way to the fro
"I don't think it's necessary. If you are here to talk about love, then we have to call it a day." Anabel said. "It's okay. But can we be friends? I will like to be a friend. We can get to work in future. Like collaboration or something like that." Sylvester said and Anabel stared at him. He looked rich and smart, qualified to have her personal number. "I will give you my number, but don't disturb me. I'm a busy person." Anabel said and gave him her number. Sylvester smiled, he have taken a step to get Anabel. He knew he won't fail. Days passed and he began to send love messages. Anabel would read and ignore. She didn't want to give him any chance. . . A week later, Anabel's father handed one of his company to her. "You will become the acting CEO. If you survive, you will have the company." It was an automobile company. An electric car which was working with an advanced driver's assistant system, just like Zacklid group. She was happy and ready to move it to another level.
Anabel smiled, feeling a sense of relief wash over her. "Thank you, Sylvester. I really appreciate it." Twenty minutes later, a tall, lanky guy with a messy beard and a mop of curly hair walked into Anabel's office. He was dressed in a pair of ripped jeans and a faded t-shirt, and he looked like he had just rolled out of bed. "Hey, sorry I'm late," he said, extending a hand to Anabel. "I'm Max." Anabel shook his hand, trying not to stare at his disheveled appearance. He doesn't look like a professional. He looked like an indoor hacker who couldn't bag a job. "Nice to meet you, Mr. Max. Thank you for coming." Max nodded and turned to Sylvester. "What is the problem?" "Mr. Jenkins will tell you everything." Sylvester said and Jenkins explained everything to him. When Jenkins finished, Max nodded. "I think I can resolve it. Can you show me the system?" Mr. Jenkins led Max to the server room, and Anabel followed, curious to see what Max would do. For the next few thirty minutes, M
"I think Sylvester is right. This company needs the best man and I think it will be nice if we take Mr. Max." Anabel said."But what about Mr. Jenkins, the current head of the IT department?" The Manager asked. "Will you fire him?""I understand your concerns, Mr. Mike," Anabel said with a gentle voice gentle. "But I have to think about what's best for the company. And right now, I think Max is the best person for the job."Mr. Jenkins' face fell, and he looked like he was going to cry. "But what about me?" He asked with a voice which was barely above a whisper. "What am I supposed to do?"Anabel felt a pang of sympathy for the older man, but she knew that she couldn't let sentiment cloud her judgment. She turned to Jenkins with a thoughtful expression on her face. "I won't let you go. No, I won't fire you. I want to offer you a chance to stay with the company. You can work under Max, and I'm sure both of you can work together and lift the company to the next level."Jenkins' face li
"I think Sylvester is right. This company needs the best man and I think it will be nice if we take Mr. Max." Anabel said."But what about Mr. Jenkins, the current head of the IT department?" The Manager asked. "Will you fire him?""I understand your concerns, Mr. Mike," Anabel said with a gentle voice gentle. "But I have to think about what's best for the company. And right now, I think Max is the best person for the job."Mr. Jenkins' face fell, and he looked like he was going to cry. "But what about me?" He asked with a voice which was barely above a whisper. "What am I supposed to do?"Anabel felt a pang of sympathy for the older man, but she knew that she couldn't let sentiment cloud her judgment. She turned to Jenkins with a thoughtful expression on her face. "I won't let you go. No, I won't fire you. I want to offer you a chance to stay with the company. You can work under Max, and I'm sure both of you can work together and lift the company to the next level."Jenkins' face li
Anabel smiled, feeling a sense of relief wash over her. "Thank you, Sylvester. I really appreciate it." Twenty minutes later, a tall, lanky guy with a messy beard and a mop of curly hair walked into Anabel's office. He was dressed in a pair of ripped jeans and a faded t-shirt, and he looked like he had just rolled out of bed. "Hey, sorry I'm late," he said, extending a hand to Anabel. "I'm Max." Anabel shook his hand, trying not to stare at his disheveled appearance. He doesn't look like a professional. He looked like an indoor hacker who couldn't bag a job. "Nice to meet you, Mr. Max. Thank you for coming." Max nodded and turned to Sylvester. "What is the problem?" "Mr. Jenkins will tell you everything." Sylvester said and Jenkins explained everything to him. When Jenkins finished, Max nodded. "I think I can resolve it. Can you show me the system?" Mr. Jenkins led Max to the server room, and Anabel followed, curious to see what Max would do. For the next few thirty minutes, M
"I don't think it's necessary. If you are here to talk about love, then we have to call it a day." Anabel said. "It's okay. But can we be friends? I will like to be a friend. We can get to work in future. Like collaboration or something like that." Sylvester said and Anabel stared at him. He looked rich and smart, qualified to have her personal number. "I will give you my number, but don't disturb me. I'm a busy person." Anabel said and gave him her number. Sylvester smiled, he have taken a step to get Anabel. He knew he won't fail. Days passed and he began to send love messages. Anabel would read and ignore. She didn't want to give him any chance. . . A week later, Anabel's father handed one of his company to her. "You will become the acting CEO. If you survive, you will have the company." It was an automobile company. An electric car which was working with an advanced driver's assistant system, just like Zacklid group. She was happy and ready to move it to another level.
(Few Days Later. In a Conference meeting)As Anabel was giving her Speech, Sylvester, a medium profile business man was sitting at the the back of the auditorium, with his arms crossed. The Conference had drawn in some of the most brilliant minds from the state and Anabel was one of them. His eyes was fixed on the stage, watching Anabel's speech. She was taking the podium with a confident stride. Sylvester found himself captivated with her excellent command in speech. Not just by her ideas, but by her very presence. There was a certain spark in her, an undeniable energy that commands attention. Ever since she witnessed Anabel's action on Zacklid group launching day, he had been looking forward to meet her, which was the main reason he came to the conference meeting. He had made research about her and had gotten all the information he needed. HER REAL IDENTITY. Thanks to his boys that worked it out without wasting time.When the event came to an end, Sylvester made his way to the fro
"Well, you are bold. I will give you that. But I'm not the type of man you think I am. I will appreciate if you leave my sight." Desmond said and continued with his drink."Stop talking as if you often gets a hot woman like me chatting you up." She said and Desmond chuckled. He couldn't tell if she was joking or if she actually thought she was something special."As old as you are, you are still feeling yourself as if you are anything special. I think you have the wrong idea about who you are talking with.""No, you are the one who is mistaken. All I know is that at the end, you and me will be leaving together. We are going to know each other very well. I mean..,.very well. And by that. I mean we are going to my place, get naked and have sex, lots of it.""I... I... what?" Desmond stammered, shaking his head. He was lost of words. He was baffled. Was she joking or what? Was she pranking him? How could an old woman like her presume that a handsome rich guy like him would cheat on his
"I'm not a public food. I'm reserved for rich men like you. I'm sure I'm more endowed than the woman in your house. Men like you eat fresh and not bones.""I'm still not interested.""You don't know what you are about to miss.""I'm not missing anything. I have a pregnant woman in my house. You want me to cheat on her? Will it be fair? Remember she's a woman like you." Desmond said, trying to Play emotional counter strategy."It's not a big deal. Men cheats on their pregnant wife. I once had sex with a man who's wife was about to deliver. He was speaking with her on the phone while I was busy riding him. So you won't be the first.""And you think it's normal? They probably don't love their wife. I won't try that.""I can see you are not a real man. Real men cheats on their wife. They have fun with multiple women, something they won't get from their wives. I will leave you and wait for real men. Your loss." She said and stood up, then saunter off, swaying her immaculate ass from side t
Desmond couldn't believe he was about to sleep without sex. He have never been in that situation. He was angry but he couldn't do anything. He don't want to force her and he can't possibly fix the wedding because she was denying him her body.Daniella was expecting him to dance to her tune but he turned, facing his back at her. Daniella was disappointed. She thought he will fix the wedding date if she denied him sex but it failed.Desmond didn't say anything again, leaving Daniella unsettled. She wanted to change her mind and resolve with Desmond but she couldn't. At this point, she needed to maintain her sneeze.Both slept off afterwards. The next day, Desmond woke up and got prepared. He didn't even talked to her. As he was about to leave, He heard Daniella's voice from the back, "You are leaving without even talking to me?""Why will I talk to you? Can you let me be? Can you?""Is it about last night? I....I'm sorry. I....I over reacted and I'm sorry.""I don't have time for you n
"She never talk about wedding. Why did she suddenly bring it up and even wants it urgently?" Desmond asked himself when Daniella left. His mind was telling him she was up to something but he couldn't tell her exact motive. They were together because of his family and her pregnancy, and things have never been same ever since Anabel left.Though he believed with time, he will start loving Daniella, but her recent character was not something he can just ignore. She blocked her sister and his mother in his phone. And why would she talking about wedding when the coast was not clear enough. He was loosing contracts, coupled with the fact that his mother was sick. ...At night when they got ready for bed, Desmond couldn't help but feel a sense of frustration. He had been looking forward to a romantic evening with Daniella, but now it seemed like that was not going to happen.As they lay in bed, Desmond reached out to Daniella, hoping to rekindle the spark that had been missing that evenin
"Are we going home now?" Daniella said to Desmond when she approached him."Home? When I've not spoken with my mother?" Desmond replied."I thought you are angry at them." She said, looking up at him."I may be angry but that doesn't mean I will leave without talking with my mom.""But she's not awake.""I know. I will wait till he wakes up." Daniella left, leaving Desmond in the hospital. Desmond waited till evening but she didn't wake up. He gave Bella some cash and credited her account."When mother wakes up, tell her that I came. Take good care of her." Desmond said before leaving....Desmond walked into the room and dropped the car key onto the counter, then proceed to remove his cloths. As he reached for the hem of his shirt, he heard Daniella's voice behind him."So honey, when are we going to fix our wedding. You know, it's the only thing remaining for us to be officially together." "Wedding?" Desmond asked and turned to her. "How will you be taking about wedding when my