Tch!I click my tongue, averting my gaze as I rub my forehead while watching this man free his necktie."I've waited a long time for this," he says as he slowly approaches.Unafraid I sight a very lovely vase standing in the middle of the table, all it'll take is for me to grab hold of it and swing it as hard as possible, I bet then he'd know when to stop."You've been a very naughty girl, a bit difficult but I like it when they struggle, I'm telling you, there's this fun attached to watching women like you struggle that makes everything worth the wait," he says lustfully.His tie is already undone, his tongue licking his lower lips as he smirks devilishly.Great, to think I'd have him to add to my fu*ked up day.I'd like to ignore him right this moment and call Silas for help but I know I can't keep relying on him forever, it was a now-or-never situation and I had to put things right where they belonged."Sir, I don't know if you haven't noticed," I began, "but I'm in a very foul moo
The firm was abuzz with a cacophony of noise.The room was filled with tension, and I could feel it prickling my skin like tiny needles. It was just in time, it seemed, as things were about to take a turn for the worse with Mr. Darlington, the intimidating boss of the law firm I worked at.The moment the door burst open, I couldn't help but jump in surprise, my eyes widening.In storming Dexter, the person who had kicked Darlington's *ss, his presence filled the room with an air of malcontent.It felt hard to breathe as his narrowed eyes swerved around the hallway, his lip curling back when he watched many of the spectators cowering in fear from his presence alone.Mr. Darlington turned, a sneer on his lips, "Who the he11-."The boss, who had been ready to unleash his fury upon whoever had disturbed the peace, quickly paled as he took in the sight of Dexter marching towards him.My heart pounded in my chest as I took in the scene before me.Dexter's presence alone seemed to set the at
A few days had p*ssed since the unsettling events involving Dexter had come to an end, leaving the office draped in an eerie calmness. Though a sense of relief washed over me, I couldn't shake off the lingering apprehension that Dexter was still lurking nearby.The boss, who had once been relentless in his criticism, now seemed to have undergone a complete change of heart, leaving me confused and on edge.It was amidst this strange atmosphere that I found myself, tucked away in a corner of the office, contemplating the recent events. Suddenly, the boss appeared, his eyes wild as he frantically searched for me."Bailey!" he bellowed when his gaze finally landed on me, his face morphing from panic to relief.Blinking at his sweaty visage, a wrinkle of distaste formed on my nose.He looked as though he had just sprinted a mile, his breath coming in ragged gasps."Yes, sir?" I replied politely, not wanting to provoke his ire after the previous encounter.Though Dexter's intervention had g
Dexter's POVAs the sun shone over the city skyline, I sat in my opulent hotel room, my mind consumed with thoughts of longing and vengeance.The weight of the encounter with Vida still weighed on my mind."Ah!!! Dammit, it wasn't supposed to be this way."My heart pounded with a mixture of anger and longing as I fiddled with my phone, before tossing it on the table, my mind swirling with memories and unanswered questions.It had been a year since she left without a word, disappearing from my life as if she had never existed. And yet, seeing her again, the wave of emotions crashing over me caught me off guard."She was my mate. Mine!"Even if she tried to hide it through a new identity.She was just as beautiful as I remembered, a vision that still ignited a fire within me, but the pain of her absence had etched deep scars on my heart.Vida had been my world, my confidant, my love. But her sudden departure had shattered everything, leaving me in a state of bewilderment and heartache.
I took a deep breath before knocking on my boss's door."Come in," he called gruffly. I took a steadying breath before entering Mr. Darlington's officeI found the man pouring over a stack of papers on his desk, his eyes flicking up to me before moving back to his files."What is it?." He asked genially. I shuffled, a sense of unease washing over me."I would like to speak to you about something concerning the project." I managed to say."I'm sorry, but there's no way I can work with Mr. Rogers," I stated firmly, my voice tinged with a hint of anxiety.He looked at me with a mix of surprise and frustration."Bailey, this project is important, and you're the most qualified person for the job. I need you to explain why you can't work with Mr Rogers," he insisted, irritated.His eyes became more frantic with each p*ssing moment I was silent.Finally, He rose to his feet, turning around his desk to get closer.I froze, restraining myself from moving away as he pinned me with a heated look
"Dexter!" I cried out automatically, instinctively lunging to catch him before he hit the floor.His full weight collapsed into my arms and I barely managed to keep us both upright, swaying under the force.I dragged-carried him awkwardly over to the couch, heart pounding. He was unconscious but breathing at least.What on earth was happening?As much as Dexter irked me, I didn't wish him actual harm.I knew that he needed proper rest and care, far away from the cramped confines of the hotel room.Gently, I slid my arms around his limp body, cradling him as best I could.His weight felt heavy and familiar against my chest as I dragged as best as I could to the obscenely large bedroom.Carefully, I laid Dexter on the soft mattress, managing to tuck him under the covers.I stood back for a moment, sweat beading on my forehead from exertion. I swiped the sweat from my head with shaky hands feeling overwhelmed.'but I still need to help him. I can't leave him like this.' I thought, determ
It had been weeks since that fateful night with Dexter.The night when everything changed between us.The kiss had left me shaken and filled with a whirlwind of emotions.Dexter recovered from his illness, and it seemed like we had simultaneously agreed to carry on with our respective roles in the project, with Dexter finally approving my program.But since that night, we had not seen each other again, except for the occasional chance encounter in the firm or at the hotel when I needed his input for a particular issue.But mostly we sent interference through his secretary.But every time we crossed paths, a heavy silence would descend upon us, wrapping us in an uncomfortable shroud.The air crackled with tension, and we both became experts in the art of avoidance.We were like strangers, two lost souls navigating the same space but avoiding the other like a plague.One evening, as I stepped into the Firm's lobby, my heart skipped a beat when I caught sight of Dexter standing near the
After the meeting with Dexter, my life returned to its former state.Without the obligation of meeting with Dexter for the sake of the project hanging over me.The relief was palpable, yet the guilt lingered still. It weighed on my conscience.Leaving Dexter behind made me question whether I had made the right decision.However, there was one notable change in my life.Silas started acting like the ultimate boyfriend. He would pick me up and drop me off at work, a simple gesture that brought a semblance of normalcy to my days.Though I appreciated his efforts, I couldn't shake off the uneasiness I felt in our relationship. Silas would reach out for my touch, but I would instinctively shy away. For some reason, I couldn't stand it when he touched me. Even though he never said anything, I could tell he was getting frustrated.The early mornings were filled with the hustle and bustle of the city as I made my way through the crowded streets. The law firm's office welcomed me with the comf