Saturday arrived before Zoe knew it. She had not gone in full contact with Henry for the rest of the week as he was too preoccupied with work. She hated to say she kind of missed seeing him. Sparrow had done a good job keeping her company. He was a cool kid, except for the fact that he blackmailed his way into Magatech. They spent most of their lunch at work together, encrypting and coding side by side. He was exceptional at his work, and Zoe liked him for that. Leo’s expulsion from his school would be decided the next week and Zoe knew she had to get Henry on their side. It was their only hope out. With the kind of influence and power he had in Leo’s high school, there was no way Leo would get expelled if Henry pulled a few strings. Zoe was standing in front of her mirror with the dress Henry got her glued to her body. It looked like it was made just for her. Zoe’s hair flowed to her shoulders and glistened with all that hair spray. Her face was adorned with light make up. Heavy
The coldness in Henry’s voice made a chill run down her spine. The security released her arms from their tight grips and moved back in fear. "M...Mr. Arthur," the waitress stuttered. "Welcome. We did not know you had a guest." "I mentioned it immediately I got here. Where is your head?!" Henry’s temper heightened. "You, and you," he pointed to the two security men. "You are fired!" The waitress began panicking. "It is all my fault, sir..." "Do you want to leave with them too? Be my guest. Pack your stuff and leave!" Her mouth fell open as Zoe followed Henry out of there. They headed towards a VIP room that resembled a mini restaurant. The room contained just them in it, giving them the luxury of their own privacy. "Why do you fire people that easily?" Zoe questioned. "Do you know how hard it is to get a job?" "If they had done theirs right, I would not have fired them." "Oh, please. You would fire a person if the sky was not blue enough." Zoe looked around the place. "It is co
Henry had always believed kisses were boring. They were just a means to get to the good part, the part where both people involved in the act where they would fuck like rabbits in heat. But now, as Zoe’s soft lips were set on his, it felt better than any sex he had ever had. Her lips tasted rich, dipped with mint. She tasted like everything that could describe sin. And she was passionate about it. Grabbing the back of her head, he pushed his tongue into her. He sucked on her tongue as she pushed her breasts into his chest while his other arm wrapped itself around her waist. The chiseled feeling of his muscular arms sent a shiver down her spine. Her shirt was getting bundled up as the passion grew. There was not enough oxygen in their lungs. But they did not care. They were far too gone to give a shit. They were too drunk. Too happy. Too lost in the euphoric feeling. Passion burned, their breaths mingled and lust flared as they both tumbled down to the bed. Warmth and darkness engul
The space next to her was empty when Zoe peeled her eyes open the next morning. She yawned and stretched, sinking deeper into the cozy sheets in bliss. Then memories of last night crashed down on her. She jolted up from the bed, holding the sheets up to her body when she realized that she was butt naked. She had slept with Henry right there on the bed and she remembered...liking it? Zoe blamed her actions on the alcohol, swearing she would not have kissed him if she had been sober. She looked around the room, seeing her dress arranged in a neat pile on a couch. She eased off the bed and headed towards the bathroom, washing away the stench of sweat and alcohol from her body. When she was done, Zoe dressed up quickly and picked up her purse that had her phone in it. A knock came from the hotel’s door and she froze. Henry was about to catch her escaping. She did not know if she could face him after their shared moments of intimacy the previous night. It was still fresh in her head,
Henry seemed to be in a lot of work meeting as the weeks passed. Zoe barely saw him at the company anymore. Either that or he was avoiding her. No matter how she thought about it, there was no plausible reason as to why he would avoid her. Was he backing out on the contract now that he got what he wanted? Zoe did not know why she felt bad about that. She would run into Daniel in the hallways most times but did not have the guts to ask him where the hell Henry was. She did not want him to think she cared. Zoe was doodling on a piece of paper absentmindedly one work afternoon when Sparrow walked up to her. "You look like you just got broken up with," Sparrow said. "What is with the long face?""Nothing. I am just tired." Zoe tried to force out a smile but failed. "What are you doing after work? I know this amazing place where we could have dinner." "Just the two of us?" Sparrow nodded with a smile. "Just the two of us." "I’m in." Zoe continued with her doodling. "Hey, can I ask
"Don't you dare threaten me," Zoe said back to him. "You are at fault as much as I am.""What the hell do you mean?"Zoe could not tell if he was acting like he did not know or he was just plain stupid. "Who is the woman with you?" "That is a business partner." "You are lying. I am not stupid." "Apparently, you are." Henry’s phone rang in his breast pockets and he picked it up. The lady he came with informed him she was about to leave and he offered to see her off. "You wait for me right here," he instructed Zoe. "We have a lot of things to discuss." She watched him storm off, not knowing whether to actually stay or ignore him and leave. Henry met with the lady at his table and flashed her a smile. "I hope I did not make you wait too long?" "Not at all. Shall we?" He escorted her outside, shooting Sparrow a glare as he passed by their table. Sparrow was still oblivious that Henry was in that same restaurant. Was that why Sparrow wanted a job at the company? To get closer to Zo
"Let us get you some medicines. You do not look too good." Emily tried to shove Zoe out of her bed but she did not budge. "It is just a fever. I will be better when I wake up," Zoe replied. "You said that yesterday. And the day after that. You might just drop dead at this point." Zoe hated medicines more than anything else in the world, that was why she always avoided getting sick. Her sickness started the night she saw Henry at that restaurant. It felt weird that she got sick immediately after seeing him. Looked like she was allergic to his bullshit. "Fine. I will take the medicines," Zoe finally agreed. "I need to feel better for work tomorrow anyway." "Now that is the spirit!" Emily cheered. "Get your ass up. I will drive you to the pharmacy."Emily succeeded in dragging Zoe out of the bed this time. She grabbed her car keys and started the car, zooming out of their neighborhood in a hurry to get to the hospital. "Slow down," Zoe complained. "I am getting nauseous again." "W
Henry popped open a champagne bottle, pouring the liquid into two transparent glass cups. He handed one to Daniel as he took it carefully. "What is my schedule for tomorrow?" Henry asked. "You are free the whole day. Except for the meeting with the Thompsons." "Cancel it." "We already canceled it the last time," Daniel said. "They would be furious if we canceled it again." Henry pinched the bridge of his nose, frustrated. He just wanted a day to himself. That was not so much to ask for. Ever since that encounter with Zoe at the restaurant, Henry had been feeling restless. She did not look good yesterday when he saw her at the office. She seemed a bit pale and bloated. He had been showering her bank account with money to get a reaction out of her, but all he got was a cold shoulder. What else did she want? All the mistresses he had in the past would have come running back to him after that. But Zoe was just a different breed on her own. He did not see what he did wrong, so he c