Lilian sighed, taking the phone away from her ear after her son ended the call. She knew better not to call him back right now so she exited the closet.Getting back to the room, her eyes met with her husband who was lying on his back, on the bed, swiping through his tab. Lilian rolled her eyes at him. She couldn't believe he could be this calm while she was going out of her mind.Lilian took off her robe and made her way to the other side of the bed where he was. She sat in the space opposite him."You don't need to go around frowning all because you want us to have a good time. Or have you lost your seductive skill?" Emir's mocking voice came through. He didn't even look up from his tablet."We need to talk.""About?" He turned his attention away from his tab to his wife, looking at her inquisitively."I hope this isn't about Connor?!"She was about to say something but he beat her to it."I don't understand you. Why are you stressing about this?""Honey, He's not ready.""You are n
For the first time in a very long while, Connor woke up not caring about literally anything. It was as if he woke up with a new goal which was to live life the way it comes and most importantly not get married to Diane or anyone else.After being awake and staring at nothing in particular for about ten minutes, Connor got up from the bed at some minutes to 8 am. He went straight to the bedroom to do his business after which he started getting ready for work.Connor was almost ready when a knock came through on the door."How's my not-so-favorite patient doing?"Connor rolled his eyes, and went back to the room, taking a seat by the edge of the bed."Well, good morning to you grumpy one." She helped herself in."Nice place." She mumbled, placing the first aid box on the bed beside Coonor."I wonder if I'll ever see you smile again.""Can you just focus on why you are here?!"She scoffed, rolling her eyes. "You better be polite or I'll just pick up my things and leave."Connor gave her
Connor strolled back to the nightstand where he reached for his phone. He ran a hand over his face and scrolled through his contact list.Finally seeing the number he was looking for, he dialed it immediately."What the hell is it that I'm hearing?" He said at the top of his voice, despite the fact that the person on the other end couldn't see him face to face."We are working on it, Sir but it's so hard.""So hard to do what? To get them to unpublish the rubbish they posted? Where are their fucking media ethics? Aren't they meant to verify any information before they start posting lies?""This is not a lie, Sir!""What do you mean? So you know better than me now?""No, Sir. That's not what I mean. I mean no one will believe us that it's false and we can't even sue them on any grounds because Miss Diane made a post about you both on her page. That is enough for the media to do as they please.""And based on our investigation, it was after Miss Diane's post that they started making the
"You can decide to marry Diane and still live the life you want to. She might be your wife but you are free to do anything you want. Still go to the club, fuck as many babes as you want, date other girls and be you. It's only going to be official on paper but not affect your personal life.""Plus you get to keep the company, avoid your parents nagging and everyone will be happy.""The second option; you refusing to marry Diane. No doubt there will be lots of chaos, rejection from your parents, the company and all. And trying to file a lawsuit to claim your rightful position, it's just a lot to go through.""You work so damn hard, guy. You can't give up everything because of that fashion model. She's pretty hot by the way. I don't know why you never deeply liked her.""Just when I was about to hail you for saying something sensible, you had to ruin it with your last statement.""Just stating facts. I feel this isn't something worth ruining your mood or existence. Instead, see this as a
"Is she a staff here?"Connor's phone almost fell to the floor but he was quick in getting a grip of it."Fuck! Mom! What are you doing here?" He caught his breath, exiting the message space and tossing his phone on the table."Why is your face flushed? Oh my God, don't tell me you just slept with that lady?" Lilian stopped in her tracks, staring at her son in horror.Knowing it was Alicia she was referring to, He groaned. "Mommm!""What's her name? I need to report her to your father. Her boobs were literally out. Is that how you all do here now?"Connor mentally facepalmed. He couldn't believe Alicia brought this upon herself."Please stop exaggerating, Mom. I'll never get involved with my staff. She probably had a wardrobe malfunction and that was why you saw her boobs. You could have brought her attention to it in her face.""I did. I wanted to but she got into the elevator so fast.""She's nothing, Mom. I've got better things to think of than her.""I hope so!" Lilian mumbled, re
"8th Floor, Sir!" She said loud and fast, ignoring her shaky voice.Connor made his way to the elevator. He got to the 8th floor and followed his instinct to where he presumed her office was.As the head of the sales department, Alicia had the privilege of her own office. The office was glass-walled but not transparent for those outside to see.Just like she did earlier to him, Connor badged into her office."I knew you would come running!" She smiled, looking up from the laptop on her desk."What do you want from me?" He asked, coming to a halt in the middle of the room.Alicia smirked, slowly rising to her feet, then made her way towards him majestically, swaying her hips in the process.She hugged him from behind, the difference in their height clearly evident."I want you, baby." She tip-toed, placing a deep kiss on his neck."Get off me!"If she wasn't listening well, she would have missed that."You want this, baby. We both want this." She brought her soft hands to his chest, sl
"Don't tell me you forgot an instruction I gave to you. I swear I'm going to fire you this time aro.." He finally looked up from his laptop, coming face to face with who he didn't think it would be."What the hell are you doing here?""It's been weeks since you saw me and this is how you welcome me?""To hell with you and whatever you are expecting from me. There's no way I'm going to get married to you so get the hell out of my office!"She said nothing but continued to make her way towards his desk and eventually took a seat on the visitors' side, with Connors eyes on her, glaring at her."Are you done with your tantrum?""Does this look like a joke to you?""I don't understand, why do you seem so pissed at me?""You know how I feel about marriage!""How do you feel about marriage?""Stop playing games with me, Diane.""I don't understand you. We've been dating for a long while, we go on trips together, we fuck, and we chill together. So who were you expecting me to get married to?"
"You know this is like a dream come true for me.""You just confessed to being guilty. How long have you been planning this?""You don't have to be negative about everything.""So you being nice to me, hanging out with me, you've always had an end goal. To get married to me?""I know I like you a lot and I wouldn't mind that happening.""How much do you want, Diane?" He got straight to the point."You obviously don't mean what I'm thinking.""State your price.""How much do you think you're worth?"Connor stared at Diane for a couple of seconds, not knowing what to say.She stared back at him too."You can take your leave." He mumbled, gesturing for her to get off his lap.She shook her head."Since you came in, I've tried to be nothing but polite to you. Don't push me, Diane.""Don't do this to me, babe. I love you so much and I want us to get married.""I'm not getting married to you, Diane. My mind is made up.""But what exactly is scaring you about it all?"Connor chuckled, "You t