In the evening time, the gleaming conference room was abuzz with the chatter of affluent business leaders as they filed in for the quarterly business meeting. Desmond strode confidently into the room, his designer suit and Rolex watch exuding an air of success.He made his way to the front of the room where the other attendees were mingling together and sipping their champagne. Desmond was about to grab a glass for himself when a familiar figure caught his eye. His heart skipped a beat as a wave of emotions washed over him - shock, anger, disbelief. It was her again. Anabel, his ex-wife. But how? She was working as a lowly janitor in Orton's group. And now, here she was, rubbing shoulders with the crème de la crème of the business world."What in the hell is she doing here? Was she invited to work as a junior in the conference room? But she just started a few weeks ago" Desmond marched over, his Italian loafers clicking against the marble floor. "Anabel? What the hell are you doing h
"Have you ever wondered how I managed to be putting on an expensive dress?" "I don't need to wonder. I know how you got them. That's why you are here. To get more rich men with your beauty. Anyway, I have some advice for you." He paused for a moment before proceeding. "Stop selling your body to rich men. They will use you and dumb you. You can't achieve anything with that.""Just like you used me and dumb me right?" She asked. "Because I'm wearing a nice nice dress you couldn't buy for me when you are together, you concluded that it's from rich men.""We both know that your one year salary can't afford it. How else can you get it if not from men?" "You know what? I just need you to mind your business. Live your life and let me be. If i like, I date all business men, It doesn't concern you. Though, I know why you always pestering around me. But get it in your mind that you will never have me again."Desmond was about to say something and a handsome guy showed up. Desmond could recogn
"I can easily believe that you are a staff in Orton's group who looked like the CEO son. Don't patrol yourself as the son of Sir. Orton. The real Jethro cannot bring down himself to befriend a Janitor. Janitor is among the lowest class of job in a company. A man in that level can't have anything to do with a lowly janitor." Desmond said and Jethro shook his head and laughed. "So that is what you think? The last time I checked, we are all human beings. And let's things work that way, it means that you are not supposed to be talking to me. Because you are not on my level. So Don't push me to the wall. I can mess your life up with a call." Jethro said and Anabel could see he was serious..Anabel knew her brother so well. He is just like her father, ruthless and quick to action."Just forget about him. I don't want you to harm him. Just..just leave him. He is acting out of ignorance." Anabel said."Why are you begging him at if he's the true Jethro. Both of you cannot deceive me. And for
Marcus, a high profile businessman who was on his sixties countered with "$15 million."Just then, a middle-aged man in a suit, jumped in with "$16 million."A bossy looking woman with a sharp jawline raised her paddle. "$20 million."Desmond's eyes narrowed as he saw that he have lots of competitors. He raised the bidding to 24 million.Marcus responded with "$25 million."The middle-aged man bid "$25.5 million."The bossy woman countered with "$26 million."Desmond's competitive spirit flared and he raised it up. "$30 million."Marcus and the middle-aged man dropped out, shaking their head. Desmond smiled, though the woman have not given up. She continued trading blows with Desmond by bidding 31 million. Desmond countered with 35 million.Anabel remained silent, observing the chaos. All she knew was that Desmond will never win.The woman hesitated before dropping. Desmond stood alone, his eyes fixed on the auctioneer. At this point, he was already seeing himself as the CEO of Smiths
As the crowd was congratulating Anabel, Desmond's mind whirled with questions. "How the hell did she get the money to bid a hundred million. Is she really Anabel Orton? What secret is she hiding from me?" She stared at Anabel who was smiling at the people congratulating her. Some other people are trying to know who she really is. How can the highest bidder be unknown.It got to a point Desmond could not hold it any longer. His face reddened with skepticism. He had analysed everything and concluded that her bid was not real. "She is not real!" He spoke up "She doesn't represent anyone or have any business" He declared, his voice echoing through the conference hall. "She can't possibly have the funds to back up that bid. She doesn't just want me to get it because of personal issues."Anabel didn't look disturbed or startled. Her expression remained serene, but a hint of amusement danced in her eyes. "I assure you, Desmond, This is real and you have lost already. Just accept it and for
Desmond trudged through the hotel lobby. He was totally exhausted and angry. The conference had left him drained, and Anabel's sudden appearance had made him unsettled.As he was walking towards his room, he noticed a familiar figure standing in front of the room opposite his. He could tell who the person was.It was Anabel. Desmond's heart skipped a beat. Not because he saw her, but because she wasn't alone. A man was with her and he was opening the door for her. It wasn't even Jethro. It was a huge and rich looking handsome man. He have never seen that figure before."Who the fucking hell is this man?" Desmond asked himself. "Could he be the one backing Anabel? He must be the anonymous who paid for the company."A spark of jealousy ignited within him. Anabel is dating a very rich man. When they entered the room, Desmond quickened his pace. He got to his door and fumbled for the key card. He swiped the card and it opened immediately.As he entered, he couldn't shake off the image of
Desmond's heart chest tightening with a mix of emotions. He didn't see that coming. The trip was becoming a disaster. He didn't plan for all these. This was becoming his worst business trip in his life. First, he lost the auctioned Company, now his ex wife wad getting drilled in a room opposite his. He threw off the covers and got out of bed, his bare feet padding softly on the cool floor. He needed to be sure if it was actually Anabel.He approached the door, his ears straining to listen. The moans grew louder. More intense.Desmond's imagination ran wild, conjuring images of Anabel and the stranger together. Their bodies entwined, their passion palpable. A wave of jealousy washed over him, threatening to engulf him. Desmond felt like he had been punched in the gut, his breath knocked out of him. He couldn't breathe well. Couldn't think.All he could do was stand there, listening to the sounds that seemed to slice through his very soul."Yes baby! Just right there! Harder! harder! Sh
As she sucked more and more, faster and faster, bobbing his pretty little head of hers up and down that long hard, Desmond's call came again. "It's the fool again." Leonard said. "I wonder why he is disturbing us by this time of the night. He is supposed to be sleeping." For Daniella, she didn't say anything. She was busy, sucking and stroking his base. Leonard could see down the top of the dress as she bobbing her head up and down on his dick furiously. She was determined to satisfy him. Her big breasts were shaking a little at the pace and the force she was bobbing her head. Her soft hands held lightly on his base and her eyes were tightly shut. Later on, Desmond's call came again. Daniella couldn't take it again. She decided to pick it. She answered and put it in louder speaker and continued what she was doing. "Hello, sorry for disturbing your sleep. I know you must be sleeping by now." Desmond apologized before he began to hear her slurping sound. It was sounding as if she
"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