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Two fake identities: Not his true bride Thirty two
EVE'S POV That morning, my department had a meeting, but my mind was barely in the room as various teams presented their reports. I was busy trying to untangle the puzzle that the previous night had left in my mind. No matter how hard I tried to urge myself to not think about it, it didn't take long before my thoughts slides back to that territory.What must I have been thinking? I have asked myself this question about a hundred times since I left the house in the morning, but I still had no answer. So I settled on the only one reason that made sense, the alcohol. It was the alcohol that was to blame for my behaviour. Otherwise, I never would have dreamed of clinging to Morgan the way I had, let alone kiss him.Its true that he is a handsome man, and I thought him to be attractive, and maybe he was totally my type, but I was in no position to be lusting after him. Or acting on that lust. The alcohol had done away with not only my sense of propriety, but also my sanity, and that was
Two fake identities: Not his true bride Thirty three
EVE'S POV As the week wore on, I realised that the man I should be worried about avoiding was not Morgan. Everything at home had gone back to normal, as if my drunken antics had never happened. It was a big relief, because I had no idea how I would have reacted had he brought it up again.At this point, I think the man I needed to avoid at all costs was unfortunately one who was around me all day long, my department director, Mr Gray. After he had called me to his office on Monday morning to offer his help, he had been more and more direct with his advances towards me. He showed me way too much attention in the disguise of work, but he never passed up a chance to make hints about what his true intentions were.I took every precaution I could to avoid running into him, but there was no so much hiding I could do when I worked under him.If only there was a way to put his advances to an end once and for all, I would not hesitate to do it.One day, while I was making use of the restroo
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EVE'S POV "Let go of me!" Claire demanded, grabbing at a desk and digging her heels into the floor to keep me from dragging her any further. "What do you think you are doing?", she screamed."What are you afraid of?" I asked, not releasing my grip around her arm. "You said that you saw us with your own eyes. We are only going to confirm with the director”,"You are crazy. This is harassment, I can report you to the HR..”, Claire accused "I will accompany you to show them the video of you slandering me", I informed her.When we were almost at the director's office, the door burst open and Mr Gray appeared, a frown on his face.GRAY'S POV I looked around at the gathered workers, and then my eyes zeroed in on Eve and Claire. "What on earth is going on here?" I demanded.Seeing that I was here already, Eve let go of Claire and faced me"Claire is spreading rumours that you and I went to a hotel together last night”,My face paled at her words. Where on earth had such a rumour come
Two fake identities: Not his true bride Thirty five
EVE'S POV After the incident with Claire, Mr Gray stopped making advances towards me. He no longer called me to his office frequently or offered to help me with my work. This convinced me that he had given up, and I was finally able to relax fully.But now, it caught me by surprise when he approached me one evening after work and asked me to join him to have dinner with a client. My heart.sank as I realised that he had not given up. Instead, he had been biding his time."I'm sorry, but I cant join you," I rejected his invitation politely, hoping he would let it go. I gathered my stuff into my bag, wanting to make an escape quickly. But Mr Gray stepped in my way. "You should come with me, Ms Luciano. I want to introduce some resources that can help you a lot here at work”,"Thank you for the consideration, but I really can not go with you. I have urgent matters to attend to, so I have to leave right away", I told him."Do you think I wasted my time coming here to ask you to come wi
Two fake identities: Not his true bride Thirty six
GRAY'S POV I cursed and turned around, wondering who it was that had the nerve to barge in the room to interrupt me. In front of me was a tall dark-haired man giving me a cold glare.He wasn't familiar to me. And I was sure none of the men who were outside drinking with their dates would have interrupted me. He also didn't look like a security guard, I mean he was wearing a suit and a long coat like an office worker.Supporting myself on my hands, I got up and faced him, sneering. "Who the fuck are you?", I wasn't about to let anyone ruin this for me.EVE'S POV When Mr Gray suddenly released me and fell backwards, I shot up from the bed, thinking that perhaps one of the people in the room outside had finally come to help me. But when my eyes fell on Morgan instead, a happy cry left my Iips as I crawled over the bed and to him.He took me in his arms and held me close as I hid my face in his chest, sobs causing my entire body to shake. I could hardly believe he was here, but he t
Two fake identities: Not his true bride Thirty seven
EVE'S POV Morgan let go of my face and looked away. "I was in the company of a friend”, he replied to my question."Oh", I muttered, remembering how the men in the private room had all been there with women in their arms. What was Morgan doing there? Had he also been there with a lover? Did he flirt with the women there?These thought botherede, but I didn't let it show on my face."I'll go and take a shower", I told him, getting to my feet. He nodded and shifted to let me leave the sofa.In the bathroom, I stood under the shower for a long time, enjoying the feel of the cascading water over my skin. Even though Mr Gray hadn't succeeded in touching me the way he wanted, I still found myself scrubbing my skin thoroughly. Somehow, I felt as if washing thoroughly would not only wash away any trace of his touch on me, but also wash away the memory of what happened.By the time I was done, I felt a lot better. My body had also stopped trembling. It wasn't until I was stepping out of
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EVE'S POV When Morgan’s finger tugged on the towel and it became a little loose, I snapped out of the trance he had distracted me into. My face flushed fresh, and as my mind rattled back into work-mode, I realised how precarious my situation was. I had let this go too far.Pushing Morgan's hand away, I ducked under his arm and reached for my door. This time, he didn't stop me as I twisted the handle and pushed the door open. I slammed it closed behind me, as if to further emphasise that I was not up for whatever he had in mind.Rushing to my mirror, I pressed my hands to my face and took deep breaths. I had no idea who I was more pissed at, him for teasing me in my state of undress, or myself for giving him any sign that I liked it.It seemed that I was getting too comfortable with him and forgetting that not only was he my pretend husband, but that I was also deceiving him about my identity. Nothing could happen between us, as long as I was living a lie.MORGAN'S POV Outside the
Two fake identities: Not his true bride Thirty nine
EVE'S POV On my way home from work that evening, I came across Morgan jogging in the community. He was dressed in a pair of running shorts that left his long muscular legs exposed, and a t-shirt that made it easy to imagine the muscular physique hidden beneath.Soon enough, my thoughts went to forbidden territory, and I stopped them and focused on the matter that had been on my mind all day. Morgan was the only person from last night who knew my identity and who took the incentive to stop Mr Gray. So there was a high probability that he was the one who had reported him to the police."How was work?" he asked when he got to me and fell into step with me on our way home."It was good”, I said, and then looked up at him."Some officers came in the morning and arrested the director. Are you the one who went to the police with the surveillance video from last night?","Oh, they did?”,I nodded approvingly. "Good. Yes, I'm the one who gave them the video”, "Thank you so much. You won't
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