Though Philip employed a new important staff without her acknowledgment, she wasn't going to just sack him. What were the other staff going to think of her?The Blood Slashing wasn't her private life where she would behave anyhow.But why on earth does it have to be the stranger she met in the elevator?Trying, her day was cursed.Everything gave her a headache.Catherine looked up at Philip with disgust. Their first meeting wasn't okay and sacking him might give up the wrong message. And if he tells everyone what she had done, social media won't haste."Can I have your papers?" Catherine requested but Philip's frown has become his new mask."I hope you know, all documents are being submitted so, they should be on your desk," Philip said angrily. " What is your name?" Catherine asked as she flipped through some documents.Even Roxie wanted to act because she didn't understand why her friend was being harsh to the new staff. She wondered but only kept staring suspiciously.Catherine o
Lunch was fun. Both Catherine and Philip had a great time. If given the opportunity both of them would prefer to continue the day elsewhere. Sadly they didn’t have that as an option as they were to return to the office. Catherine’s Blood Slashing was one to envy. Some even said the Blood Slashing ran itself. In reality, it was all due to Catherine’s inbred leadership skills. She’d often be overlooked and undermined but what people couldn’t deny was the effect of her efforts.Catherine took the Blood Slashing to the next level after her father handed it over to her. From that level, she took it even higher. So she had to be there as often as possible, to remind people that she was the boss. Still, an afternoon out with Philip did her good. The conversation and light humor helped her loosen up and clear her head.Heaven knows she’s been choked at work. Philip on the other hand looked giddy, to say the least. From the way he walked, you could tell he was happy. He normally struts aroun
When Catherine got home, she was very tired and thirsty. She went straight to the kitchen to get some water. She grabbed a glass cup and filled it with chilled water from the refrigerator. She gulped the whole glass down and grabbed a bottle of water from the refrigerator which calmed her nerves and relaxed her a bit. She did a lot of work today and needed lots of sleep and rest. She went straight to her room, took a bubble bath fell on the bed like a log of wood, and immediately fell into deep slumber.**The next morningShe woke up feeling energized and better, she slept for about 9 hours. She took a bath and dressed up. Catherine wore a white shirt which had a little black lining along her arm, with a black knee-level skirt and a black blazer then sprayed herself with perfume, looked at herself and the mirror, and posed, “Perfect” she said.She just ate a few slices of bread before she grabbed her car keys and left the house on her way to the Blood Slashing which was just 30 min
“Is that your stomach or a trapped animal?”“Very funny Philip. You’re such a comedian.” Philip loved to tease her. He knew she was hungry, and he was too but it seemed she was a tad more so than he was. The whole meeting felt like one long blur to her. She had had enough meetings today and couldn’t wait to wrap this one up. The presenter kept on talking and talking and talking. It felt like hell to her.A hell made personally for her. She imagined how much more enjoyable life would be if she could fast-forward certain moments. She’d speed up this moment in a heartbeat. But as much as she’d like to speed up certain moments she’d love to rewind and relive others even more. It wouldn’t be a bad idea to relive certain moments, especially the ones with Philip in them. Her mind had wandered off for a moment but hunger pains brought her back to earth. Her stomach growled once again and this time it was louder than it was the previous time. “Can’t you just adjourn the meeting? I mean the
They walked back to Catherine's office, Philip's arm around her shoulder, the sound of their footsteps echoing through the halls. As they walked, Catherine couldn't help but notice the way her employees looked at them, the way they were being glared at. She fought the urge to control herself. The rumors didn't die down, instead, they skyrocketed even. The next day, Philip and Catherine arrived at Catherine's office, and Roxie excused herself, leaving Catherine and Philip alone. They sat down in front of Catherine's desk, Catherine's hands on her lap, Philip's hand covering hers. "I'm sorry for any trouble I might have caused you," he said, his voice sincere. Catherine smiled at him, her heart full. "It's okay," she said. They sat there for a moment, lost in each other's eyes before Catherine leaned in for a kiss. As the day progressed, Catherine couldn't shake off the feeling that something was off. The employees seemed to be avoiding her and she couldn't help but notice the way
Catherine couldn't contain her excitement as she packed her bags for the upcoming trip to Italy. She had been looking forward to it for weeks, and now the day had finally arrived. She had heard so many great things about the country and couldn't wait to experience it for herself, especially with Philip.As she packed her clothes and toiletries, she found her mind drifting to Philip. They had been working closely together for some time now and she couldn't help but feel a spark between them. She had always found him to be kind, intelligent, and charming, and lately, she couldn't shake off the feeling that there was something more between them.With this thought in mind, Catherine made a decision and packed a couple of pieces of lingerie she had recently bought, hoping that this trip would be the opportunity for them to take the next step in their relationship.As she placed the lingerie in her bag, she couldn't help but feel a little nervous. What if she was reading too much into thing
CATHERINE's POVThe next day, I and Bruce was sitting on a terrace in Tuscany, sipping on a glass of local wine and watching the sunset. We had been talking about everything and anything, getting to know each other on a deeper level.I turned to Bruce and said "You know, I've told you a lot about myself, but I haven't told you the story of how I became CEO of the winery."Bruce stared at me with interest, "I'd love to hear it."I took a sip of my wine before narrating my entire storyBruce listened attentively, impressed by my mother's ambition and hard work after Mason's father had embezzled the company's funds and made away with it. "That's amazing, Your mother accomplished so much," he said, smiling.I smiled back and then turned the conversation to him. "What about you, Bruce? You've told me a bit about your career, but what about your family? Do they support you in your business endeavors?"Bruce's expression grew serious and he looked away. "I'm, uh, estranged from my family,"
CATHERINE POVAfter their trip to Italy, Bruce and I returned to work with a newfound sense of connection and understanding towards each otmy. We tried to keep their relationship a secret, at least for the time being, and focused on their professional duties.Mason, I's colleague, was particularly curious and he couldn't help but make a fuss over their extended stay in Italy."So, how was the trip to Italy? Did you two have a good time?" Mason asked with a smirk.I could see right through him and knew what he was implying, I was not amused. "Mason, that is none of your business. We went on a business trip and it was very productive," I replied, my tone firm and assertive.Bruce, who had been quiet up until that point, added "Yes, Mason, we had a good trip, and it was all business.I would appreciate it if you would respect our privacy."Mason could see that he had crossed a line and quickly apologized, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to intrude. I was just curious."I gave him a curt nod, l