Axel was standing there, his heart beating fast against his ribcage as he waited for their response. No, this can’t be. Could it be that she had been engaged all this time and had been cheating on her fiancé?But her cheating on her fiancé wasn’t what was troubling him. It was the fact that she was someone else’s and not his."Uhm, that’s not it." Reese quickly said, cutting through his thoughts. Before he could reply, she continued. "What are you doing outside?"She had to change the subject, because there was no way she could possibly tell him that she and Zayn were planning a marriage of convenience—which she hadn’t agreed to anyway. His eyes narrowed as he gazed at her. It was obvious that she was trying to change the subject because she didn’t want her little secret to be revealed. Nodding his head, he decided to let it go for that moment and confront her later. "I came out to receive some fresh air." He replied to her question. But that was a lie!She was gone for too long
Reese wanted him, but she was sick of his on-and-off attitude. One minute he wants her, and the next minute he’s building walls again. She doesn’t know what he was trying to pull off. He thought he could get her and toss her aside whenever he wanted? at his own free will? She wasn’t going to give him that right over her, she thought, as she trudged to the bench where she had been seated earlier and slouched on it.Glaring at the bottles before her, she picked one up and continued placing labels on the bottles. Two minutes in, she felt a presence before her, and she knew who it was; Axel. Without bothering to look up, she continued with what she was doing. After standing there for more than one minute in total silence, Axel finally spoke. "Ms. McBride." He called, his gaze fixed on her. "Yes? Mr. Griffin." She replied, her eyes still glued on the label she was placing."What was that for?" he asked.She raised her brow and finally looked up. "What?""You know exactly what I am t
Swinging her head to the side, Reese followed Axel’s line of sight to see Tom standing beside them. Was he a ghost? because she didn’t hear him approaching them. There was not a single sound of footsteps. It was probably the torrent of emotions coursing through her that blocked her senses. "For how long have you been standing there?" Axel asked, staring daggers at him. "I just got here." Tom spoke quickly. He scratched his temple and continued. "About the marketing, the marketing team is still waiting for you at the company."Axel let out an exasperated sigh. "I totally forgot about that." His arms went akimbo. "What do we do now?"“Tom scratched his temple. Should we just go with the earlier devised plan?”"No, I don’t like it." Axel said, shaking his head. "That was why I asked them to come up with another one in the first place.""Would you go and meet them, or should they go ahead with the meeting?" Tom inquired. "I am so tired and frustrated right now." He muttered, running h
The drive to Reese’s apartment—actually, Lucy’s—was a long and quiet one. Axel’s attention was focused on the road, while Reese was peering out through the window.When Axel made the turn onto her street, she directed him to the house, and he stopped right in front of it."Thank you." She murmured as she opened the car door, but before she could slip out of the car, Axel quickly asked her to wait.She directed her gaze at him and asked. "What?"Her lips were slightly parted, and his mind was crowded with unholy thoughts—unholy imaginations, as he stared at them. All he could think about was the night his manhood was slipping in and out of that mouth, and he wanted to experience that again. "What?" She asked again, scrunching up her face as she stared at him. Looking away from her, he muttered. "Nothing." He held the steering wheel firmly in an attempt to suppress the desire building up inside him. "You can go."He held his breath, and before he could release it, she had already jump
The following morning, Axel was enthusiastic about two things: the product launch and the offer he was going to make to Reese. He had just finished dressing up in his navy blue tuxedo and white shirt dress, all set for the event. It was going to be a hectic day, he thought and sighed as he trudged to the side of the bed where he had dumped his bag last night. Picking it up and hanging it over his shoulder, he trudged to the door and yanked it open. His eyes narrowed when he saw Eleanor, the head maid, standing just outside the room. It was as if she had been waiting for him to come out of the room. "Good morning, sir." Eleanor quickly greeted "Good morning, Eleanor." He responded, as he continued walking down the hallway."I was waiting for you to come out of your room." She told him, confirming his guess—she was indeed waiting for him in front of his room. Halting in his tracks, he turned back and raised a questioning brow at her. "Why?""I thought you might be busy; that was
The event started, and everything was going smoothly. But Axel’s mind was not settled. He couldn’t stop thinking about the proposal he had for Reese. His plan was to tell her about it after the event, but with the way her thoughts clouded his mind, he didn’t think he could hold on much longer. He has to tell her, and it has to be now!Blowing out a sharp breath, he turned to look at Tom, who was standing beside him. "Where is Ms. McBride?" He asked, raising a brow. "Talk about the devil, and the devil appears." Tom chuckled. "What?!" Axel exclaimed as his gaze followed Tom’s line of sight. "Oh..." he muttered when he saw Reese approaching them.Reese feigned a frown. "Were you gossiping about me?""No." A smile curled on Tom’s lips. "The boss was just asking about you."She darted her gaze at Axel. "Do you need me to do anything?"Axel nodded his head. "Yes." He turned to look at Tom. "Go and check how impressed customers are with the new product.""That’s not my job." It’s—" "—N
"Mr. Griffin," Reese called as they walked inside Axel’s office. "What’s the important thing you want to discuss with me?""Why are you in a rush?" He pulled out the visitor’s chair across his desk. "Sit," he urged. She raised a brow. "Am I safe?""What do you mean by that?" he asked, as he walked around the desk and slouched on his swivel chair."You have been acting like a perfect gentleman." She inched closer to the chair and sat on it. "It feels too good to be true."He chuckled softly. "I am just trying to make up for my mistakes.""Mistakes?" She planted her elbows on the desk and held her chin in her palms, urging him to elaborate. "Look, Reese." He scratched his temple. "I know I have been a total jerk to you and—""Wow!" she exclaimed, cutting him off. He drew his brows together. "What?" She had never expected Axel to admit that he was wrong. What he said came as a surprise to her, which was why she exclaimed. But she was not going to ruin the apology he was about to rend
Reese was in the living room, her legs criss crossed on the couch, and her hands were pressing a throw pillow to her chest. Her eyes were glued to the television, but her mind was far away, reminiscing about what happened between her and Axel in his office. She enjoyed every bit of the pleasure he administered to her, and she wanted more. Just the thought of it was making her wet all over again, and she could feel her femininity twitching. Fuck! She wanted his hands inside her all the time, and she couldn’t wait to feel every inch of his manhood inside her. He was the only one who could make her body come alive with want, but it was just so unfortunate that it had to be him. Who even signs a contract to be in a sexual relationship? It could only be his arrogant ass, she thought. She knows she shouldn’t have allowed him to touch her after proposing such an insulting plan to her, but she couldn't help it; she couldn’t resist him. But boy, does she regret it? No! Would she allow h