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EVE'S POV Since the owner of the shop had appeared, I had been stuck in a stupor. When he showed up, I had expected him to inquire what was going on, and I was curious as to how Morgan was going to engage with him. But Instead, when the man appeared, he immediately took our side before listening to his staff's explanations. What followed, was him asking the staff to apologise to us, and firing them even shocked me further. Not to mention him saying that we could shop whatever clothes we wanted for free. It was all so unexpected.It wasn't until he left, after being curiously respectful towards Morgan, that I was able to snap out of my astonishment."What just happened?" I asked Morgan, looking up at him with wide eyes.He shrugged and shoved his hands into his trouser's pockets, looking relaxed. "I suppose he's really concerned about the store's reputation, so he solved the issue as quickly as he could",I nodded, but couldn't help frowning too. It's true that the owner was concern
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MORGAN'S POV As I kissed her deeper, I dropped my hand to her neck, caressing her soft skin, annoying its feel beneath my fingers. My hand moved lower to her shoulder, which was bare but for the straps of her camisole.I went past the straps to her bare arms, stroking her skin lightly. She shivered in my arms, and I wondered whether it was a reaction to me or the cold.Her hands, which were now clutching to my shoulders tightly, pushed me back as she tried to disengage our lips. But I only pulled her closer, now teasing her lips with my tongue. She gasped and drew in a breath through her mouth, and it was only then that it occurred to me that she was out of breath and wanted a break.Before I could give her a little space, with full intention of resuming the kiss right after, the both of us jerked apart as the car suddenly skidded to a halt.I quickly wrapped my arms around Eve to keep her from falling off the seat and quickly glared at Henry."I'm sorry, sir. I almost ran into a ca
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MORGAN'S POV My brain caught up with my body a second too late, and I froze, my hands going still around her and my lips freezing against her neck. No matter how much I wanted her, I couldn't do this, not when she was drunk and asleep...Cursing softly, I with drew my hands from her body and rolled away, creating distance between us. Lying on my back, I covered my eyes with my arm and took deep calming breaths. No matter what she did in her current state, there was no excuse to act on my desire. I would be taking advantage of her, and that's not how we wanted things to happen between us.Sighing, I turned to my side to watch her. My eyes were drawn to her face, and her beauty stole my breath. Everything about her seemed to be stealing my breath of lately, and I wondered how I had thought, even for a moment, that I could ignore her while we lived under the same roof.If I had taken time to pay attention to her from the moment I first saw her, I would have realised sooner that I wou
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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
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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
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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
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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
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