"Yes, indeed." The man acknowledged with a nod. "May I know your name?"With a polite smile, Annette replied, "My name is Annette, and yours?""I'm Marcus." He introduced himself with a friendly tone. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Annette. So, what brings you here?" Marcus asked, turning to face Annette for a more comfortable conversation."I'm here to drown my sorrows." Annette said as she took a sip of the drink the waiter placed in front of her. "What about you?""Whatever must be bothering you must be really bad if you are drinking whiskey straight." Marcus chuckled as he stared at Annette."Not 'what,' but 'who.' I feel like a fool." Annette said with a chuckle, her voice carrying a hint of mystery, and a knowing smirk crept onto Marcus's face."So, it's a boy problem, care to share?" Marcus inquired with a playful curiosity.Annette sighed, frustration in her voice. "I thought this guy was genuinely interested in me, but it turns out I mean absolutely nothing to him. He's the bi
Hudson's restless pacing filled his dimly lit room, his mind consumed by the memory of those men who had prevented him from taking Annette with him. "Who the hell did they think they were?" He muttered under his breath, frustration etched across his face. "Annette belongs to me; I have a contract to prove it."As he finally settled into an armchair, he pondered his next move. "What am I going to do now?" Hudson mused aloud, his voice tinged with uncertainty. He reached for a crystal glass, pouring a generous measure of whiskey. Raising the glass to his lips, he took a long, contemplative sip, the amber liquid warming his senses."Alright, maybe I brought this on myself." Hudson mumbled, taking another swig of his whiskey. "I did tell her the only time I needed her was at night to keep my bed warm, so I can't really blame myself for being jealous.""But she was still my responsibility, so I had every right to know where she was and what she was up to." He pondered to himself. Finishing
"Then what interaction are you referring to? I'm very sure we have never met before." Hudson said, his irritation evident in his expression."I'm referring to the one you had with us while Miss Annette was present." Samuel replied calmly."Wait, that was nothing. I was sparing you the torture of talking to her. She's not particularly smart; she's just a secretary at my branch back home." Hudson explained, further fueling Samuel and Marcus's anger."If I have to listen to him any longer, I'll shoot myself in the head." Samuel declared, abruptly standing up with his plate and leaving the table, leaving Marcus alone with Hudson."That jerk just abandoned me!" Marcus remarked, preparing to leave as well when Hudson called his attention."Your brother is quite the drama queen. He should grow up. The world doesn't work that way. The rich will always be superior to the poor!" Hudson said, expecting Marcus to agree. However, Marcus simply ignored him and followed the direction Samuel had gone
"What are you doing?" Hudson asked as he grabbed Annette's hand tightly under the table to the point where it started to hurt."You're hurting me, let me go!" Annette whispered under her breath as she struggled to get her hand out of his hold."Mr. McKenney, you're already on thin ice, you should give her a chance to help you because right now I'm contemplating giving you this deal or not." Adam said as a tiny smile formed on his lips."What could she probably say that could change your mind? She is just a secretary!" Hudson asked and Annette immediately felt her anger grow, she wasn't just a secretary, she had a business degree but life was not fair to her, so she had it locked up safely in her box, until the day she found a job."Really? It's funny how she works for you, but you have no idea what type of asset you have under your roof." Marcus said, and Annette felt her cheeks grow hot as she avoided his gaze. "What are you talking about?" Hudson asked, his confusion evident in his
“It was nice doing business with you Mr Mckenney,” Adam Armando said as he continued to shake hands with Hudson who was still trying to keep his anger in check, what did Annette say to them that they put so much trust in her for such a big project? Hudson thought as his gaze moved to Annette who was being congratulated by Samuel and Marcus.“Well done little one.” Marcus said as a pout formed on Annette's face.“I’m not that little” she said, causing Marcus and Samuel to laugh out loud as they both stared down at her.“Compared to everyone here, love, you're quite little.” samuel said as Annette stuck her tongue out at him“You’re still cute even when you are not drunk.” Samuel's words made Annette blush prettily.“Would you like to have Lunch with Marcus and I?” Samuel asked.“I don’t know, I would have to check with Mr Mckenney if his schedule is free.” Annette said as they all turned to face Hudson who was thinking of the best way to deal with her right after they left.“Didn’t you
The living room was filled with the soft sounds of the TV as Jane sat on the couch, completely engrossed in her novel while eating dome bags of chips. The peaceful afternoon was suddenly interrupted when her phone vibrated on the coffee table. Wondering who could be calling, standing to her feet and going to pick it up, confused by the caller ID showing on the screen, it was from Cassie's school. Ugh! What did they want? Jane muttered to herself as the phone connected."Hello?" Jane answered, hoping she wasn't sounding annoyed."Hello, may I speak with Miss Zachary? This is Cassie's school calling." The female, on the other end of the phone, said as Jane wondered why the school wanted to see Annette."Miss Zachary isn't in the country, she left for work but I'm Cassie's guardian while she is away." Jane explained and the voice on the other end went quiet which was followed by some rustling of paper before the woman started to speak again."Is this Miss Jane?" The female voice asked."
Hudson had spent the night, tossing and turning as he replayed the argument with Annette in his mind. He knew he had messed up, as the soft morning light seeped through his curtains, and he realized it was time to make things right with her because he was very sure Annette would be pissed at him for what he had said and how he had treated her? Yes! And even though he still doubted the fact that she didn't sleep with them to get the contract he shouldn't have treated her in that manner, or said those words to her. So he knew he had messed up, and he needed to make amends. Because of this, he decided to order breakfast in bed for her. Once he was done getting ready for the day, he picked up his phone to call the restaurant. He was ordering breakfast and also a bouquet of roses."Hello, this is the restaurant. How may I assist you?" The lady inquired.Hudson settled into one of the empty couches and replied, "I'd like to order breakfast for my room. Room 114."The lady inquired further
The following Saturday, Cassie and Jane arrived at the school for their meeting with the principal, Mrs. Anderson. Cassie's anxiety was still present, but with Jane by her side, she felt safe and she would be able to face her bullies and prove that they were the ones responsible for all the bad things she had been blamed for in the past.One getting to the principal's office, Jane knocked on the door, and a faint 'come in' was heard from the other side of the room. So they entered the principal's office, where Mrs. Anderson welcomed them with a smile on her face."Hello, miss Jane, welcome to my office" Mrs Anderson said as she directed them to take their seats"Hello, Mrs Anderson," Jane and Cassie greeted as they took their seats in front of Mr Anderson's table."I hope you both know why you're here?" Mrs Anderson said as she took her seat also, her gaze never leaving Jane or Cassie."We weren't told why we were asked to come here, Mrs Anderson," Jane said as she held onto Cassie's
A few weeks later…3:00 pm, Hudson's Empire. Snowflakes gently fell outside, casting a magical glow. Inside, the conference room buzzed with staff from various departments, including George, all gathered for the final meeting before the Christmas break. Hudson, looking dashing in his navy blue suit, sat at the head, summarizing key points.Hudson, dashing in navy blue, summarized key points. "Marketing, lead the holiday campaign. Sales, focus on quarterly targets. HR, ensure seamless communication.""Excellent work, everyone. Enjoy your holidays." Hudson said, flashing a smile as the meeting came to a close.The room gradually emptied, with festive greetings.Mr Terence’s secretary, Mariah approached Hudson with quarterly reports. "Sir, the reports.""Take them to my office," Hudson replied.Entering the CEO's office, she was surprised to see Annette, elegant in black coat and red dress, sitting on a couch, her attention glued to her phone.“Annette?!” she whispered in shock, “Wha
Her eyes fluttered open, the morning light filtering through the curtains. She was lying in Hudson’s arms, her body still tingling from the previous night's passion. She could recall every damn detail of it. Hudson had fucked her with an animalistic ferocity that left her breathless and her body trembling with aftershocks. She had lost all control, screaming his name as he pounded into her, mercilessly. She’d begged him for more, and begged for him to stop ; all at the same time. Her fingers dug into his back as she rode the wave of pleasure. He’d driven her to the edge of sanity, her body writhing beneath him as he licked and sucked her swollen clit, his tongue flicking against her sensitive flesh. She had thrown back her head, crying out his name as her world exploded into a million shards of pleasure, over and over, each round more intense than the last. As memories of their passionate night lingered, Annette's body responded eagerly, longing for Hudson's touch again. But reality
As they walked into Hudson's seating room, he swept her into his arms, cradling her against his chest. She giggled, feeling the effects of the wine. "Are you sure, Annette?" Hudson asked, his voice low and husky. "We can stop anytime you want. Just say the word." Annette shook her head, her eyes locked on his. "I'm sure. I want this." He grinned as he dropped her purse and phone on the nearest couch. Then, continued with her in his arms, across the seating room, up the stairs, to his room.As he entered, he slammed the door shut behind them with a deliberate click. The sound echoed through the empty hallway, reminding them that they were alone. Once in his room, he flipped on the light, and she squinted her eyes, adjusting to the warm glow. At the sight of Hudson's king-sized bed, Annette's anticipation grew. She whimpered softly in his arms, her body pressing against his. Then, he gently dropped her onto the bed, and she bounced, her breasts jiggling enticingly. "Beautiful. Very
Four days had passed since Hudson's departure, each one feeling like a lifetime to Annette. She had grown attached to his daily calls and texts, but nothing replaced the warmth of his physical presence.As she immersed herself in her favorite novel, the words blurred together on the page. With a soft smile on her face, her mind wandered, replaying their last conversation. Hudson had promised to return soon, but soon couldn't come fast enough.Jane, having accepted Annette's relationship with Hudson, redirected her energy toward her own life. With Sam's assistance, she landed a lucrative new job, tripling her previous salary from Hudson's empire. The demanding role kept her busy, providing a welcome distraction from her lingering concerns about Hudson's true motives.Just as Annette was about to give up on her book, her phone buzzed. Hudson's name flashed on the screen."Hey, beautiful. Just landed. Can't wait to see you."Annette's heart skipped a beat. She had missed him terribly."I
"You're safe with me, Annette. Always.” Hudson's gaze held hers, his fingers intertwining with hers. The gentle touch and reassuring words melted Annette's defenses and she felt her trust growing.They finished dinner and Hudson's thoughts drifted to their complicated history. He longed to confess his past mistakes, but feared losing her again.Annette's gaze met his, her eyes searching. "You look bothered, is everything alright?”"Yeah I'm good. I'm right here with you.” Hudson replied.Annette's eyes lingered on his, with a look of concern.The server arrived with the check, causing a distraction. Hudson settled the bill, his movements efficient."Ready to head home?" “Yeah,” Annette nodded, gathering her purse.In the car, Hudson's thoughts drifted back to his past mistakes, he was really afraid that he would lose Annette if she ever regained her memory. The woman hated her because of the things he did to her.As he pulled up to her home, the evening shadows casting a warm glow,
Hudson's visits became a regular affair, and Annette found herself looking forward to his charming smile and effortless humor. He'd bring small gifts, like her favorite flowers or books, and listen intently as she shared stories about her day. Jane, however, remained unconvinced. Her eyes narrowed whenever Hudson drew near Annette, his laughter a little too loud, his gestures a tad too familiar. Annette sensed Jane's unease but couldn't quite put her finger on the reason. One afternoon, as Hudson lingered by the doorway, preparing to leave, he turned to Annette and asked, "Would you like to grab dinner with me this weekend? Maybe we could try that new Italian place?" Annette's heart skipped a beat. No one had asked her out in ages. "I'd love to," she replied, her voice barely above a whisper. Jane's gaze sliced through the air, her expression a mixture of warning and concern. Annette avoided her friend's eyes, unsure how to explain the flutter in her chest. Hudson beamed, oblivi
Cassie, Miley, Judy, and Liam walked into Annette's hospital room, carrying bags filled with fruits, snacks, and get-well notes. Annette lay in bed, looking frail but peaceful.“Hi,” Annette said softly, not recognizing them."Hey, sis," Cassie answered, smiling down at her.Annette didn't flinch at the term she used, her expression calm. She was getting used to being called that since her recovery, although she couldn't recall anything.Cassie gestured to her friends, “Annette, these are my friends, Miley, Judy and Liam.”“We've heard so much about you.” Judy said with a warm smile.Miley stepped forward, holding out a bouquet of flowers. "We brought these to cheer you up."Annette's eyes lit up. "They're beautiful. Thank you.""We baked these ourselves.” Judy offered a plate of cookies and cakes. Annette took a cookie, her eyes locked on Judy's warm smile. "That's so sweet of you.""We're all rooting for you." Liam handed her a get-well card, signed by the four of them. Annette's
Monday morning dawned, casting a warm glow over the hospital. Jane arrived, her eyes red from lack of sleep. She had been absent from work, preoccupied with Annette's condition. Tomorrow, she planned to submit her resignation letter through George, eager to escape Hudson's toxic space. But her conversation with Sam over the weekend had brought new hope. He promised to help her find a better job, leveraging his connections. Jane felt empowered, grateful for Sam's kindness. Sam, still in the country, refused to leave until Annette recovered. He had spent the weekend bonding with Annette's loved ones – Cassie, Jane, and George. They mattered to her, and he treated them with warmth and respect. This morning, they gathered around Annette's bed, their faces engraved with concern. Cassie sat beside her sister, dressed in her school uniforms, holding her sister by the hand. "Hey, sis," Cassie whispered, her voice trembling. "I'll be back after school, okay?" George and Jane sat in silence
Sam turned, his eyes locking onto Hudson's, a smirk spreading across his face. "Well, well, well. Look what we have here," he said, his Greek accent dripping with sarcasm.Hudson's anger boiled over. "What are you doing here, Sam?" he spat.Sam's smile grew. "Annette, of course. I heard she's in the hospital."Hudson's fists clenched. "Who told you?"Sam shrugged. "Doesn't matter. What matters is she's hurt, and you're responsible."Hudson's face twisted in rage. "You have no right to interfere!"Sam stepped closer, his eyes flashing. "I have every right. I love her, Hudson. Truly love her. Not like you, who only loves himself."The two men stood nose to nose, their anger growing."You're just here to gloat, aren't you?" Hudson snarled.Sam's expression turned cold. "No, Hudson. I'm here to ensure Annette receives the care she deserves. Something you've never provided."Hudson's face reddened. "You know nothing about us!"Sam's voice dropped to a whisper. "I know enough. I know you ex