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Anders walked quietly beside Sophia, oblivious to the intensity of her gaze boring a hole in his back. He nodded to the nurse at the front desk and moved to the exit, stepping out of the way to allow Sophia through.She stopped too, daring Anders to break the silence that had lodged itself so strongly between them since they left the room. He wasn't going to take the bait; didn't want to. Sophia caused too much drama and Anders still wanted to give his father what he had demanded, at least, to the best of his abilities.Sophia stood as still as stone, waiting for something. Anything. She meant it when she said it was unusual for Anders to pay visits to his employee's relatives or even bother about them at all. And she had known Anders all her life, regardless of the fact that they had to grow apart from each other at some point.Anders didn't make spontaneous decisions. When a change showed in him, it stemmed from proper calculations or a deeply rooted feeling. Sophia knew that Anders
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Veil returned to work the next day with a bright smile on her face and a spring in her steps. She said hello to the doorman who beamed at her in response. He wondered why she was at work that early. It was barely 6 am and Anders hadn't gotten to work yet. Attributing her reasons to the cause of her excitement, he wished her a beautiful day and went on about his business.Everything sparked to Veil, even the usual grumpy receptionist at the front desk. She waved as she sauntered into the elevator, hitting the button for the 16th floor, and leaning on the wall. The doors opened in a minute and she strolled up the hallway to her office.It was a plain space and although Veil had thought about decorating a few times, Anders’ demeanor made her chicken out of it each time. The space was exactly the way she had left it, folders properly organized on one side of the table and a computer on the other. But there was a card right beside the computer, looking out of place. Veil knew that the las
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It took an hour to walk from the sixteenth floor down to the first, even though the clock had barely traveled five minutes. A silence, screaming to be heard, kept springing up, on Anders’ shoulders as he leaned on the elevator walls, waiting for that familiar ding, on his shoes, as they padded softly through the floors, not making a squeak.Veil might have tried to do something, say something. Perhaps, an awkward chuckle that would have him sending a ludicrous look her way, a loud yawn that might spur him to question her willingness to work that day. He might have alluded it to taking care of her father all night and then grumbled about how that wasn't an excuse.Anything at all.Her arm felt weird swinging by her side, so she put it up on her purse along with her second arm. It was an awkward way to walk, her feet getting slowed down and her brain questioning the intelligence of her actions. Yet, it was better than the silence. The first floor was quiet. Most people had gone out for
Under The CEO's Spell Seventy Three
The silence has returned, but this time, it was way more awkward. Veil couldn't stop thinking about the implication of what Grandma said, how her eyes had regarded her, nudging across something that Veil thought she should have figured out already. But she was clueless. It felt like a gaping hole in her mind that needed to be filled soon.Anders, on the other hand, had put aside what plagued him earlier that day. The short ride with Veil had done something he couldn't place his hands on. Although he wanted to attribute it to Grandma and her worrying, Anders knew he started to feel better before they had even arrived at the restaurant.Now, as he picked up a fork full of lasagne, he regarded Veil from underneath his lashes. She looked deep in thought, a crease on her forehead and a faraway look in her eyes. She drew circles with her fork on the empty side of the plate, but Anders was just grateful that she had at least gotten over the dread of eating with him.Or maybe she didn't make
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“Reports, please,” Anders requested, still watching Veil. She had turned her frame away from him, content with looking at the plain white walls and the finely polished doors. She grabbed her pen and scribbled something on the sheet. Audrey, a tall fine man with a head full of dirty blonde hair, cleared his throat noisily and wheeled his chair subtly to face Anders. He read the report of the marketing team from his laptop and the rest of the departmental heads followed him through the projected view on the screen.The figures were good. Business was booming. However, they thought the Pharmaceuticals was going to be a big risk from the market survey. Hospitals had a trusted brand, and it was hard to sway them away from their regular purchases.“So what do you think we should do?” Anders questioned, finally pulling his eyes away from Veil. She unnerved him. Every part of her. Anders had never found concentration a hard thing to do. He never missed details because he was always attentive
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It was all a buzz – a bunch of hungry bees swarming in the air, intent on finding their prey while the sun was still up. He tried so hard to focus, adjusting himself a million times on his high-backed chair. His black pen looked like the most interesting thing before him, and he swirled it in his hands, scoffing when it got stopped by his ring.Flinging to a corner caused a clatter, barely audible to the rest of the room. But Veil was right beside him. Although her head didn’t lift off her sheet, he felt her eyes on him, confused, surprised. Anders found it pretty easy to read her, except when she was stuck inside her head.Like earlier that day, at the restaurant. He still hadn’t gotten it out of her, and for some reason, he doubted that she was going to say anything.Someone cleared his throat noisily and asked a question about the report that was on the screen. Anders tried to pay attention – to turn to the screen to decipher whose department’s turn it was. He needed to find the i
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Seconds trickled by, yet if anything, Anders seemed to have wrapped his arms around her stronger, a light smirk playing on his lips. She fit perfectly on his thighs, like one half of a puzzle that was only just discovered. He could feel her perfectly molded butt on him, and the more she moved, the more she sent sparks all around. His body was painfully aware of her presence, but Anders wanted to take his time.Veil's fair thighs were out in the open, and Anders couldn't stop staring. She had beautiful skin, and even though Anders had seen it before under the glow of the morning rays when she had been deep in the arms of slumber, it still had the same effect on him.Anders got up suddenly, taking Veil with him. Taking a few steps around the table, he leaned forward, giving Veil no other option. Her hands darted out to steady her, planting themselves firmly on the huge glass table.Her face was barely a hair away from his. He could feel her warm breath on his face, teasing his pores, s
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Her dress bunched up around her waist, and the cool air of the conference room caressed her thighs. But that coolness was quickly replaced by the heat left in the wake of Anders’ hands as he trailed her skin with one hand while the other was buried in her hair.Veil arched her back when his lips left hers, planting themselves on the curve of her neck, biting, tasting. He savored the taste of her skin against his tongue, relishing in the thought that forbidden fruits tend to taste the best. Every part of Veil felt like it was being thrown into a source of electricity, as the sparks flew around. She trembled in his arms, shocked at the sensations his tongue could elicit out of her. He kissed nerves that Veil hadn't known existed until that day, and released every tension in her bones.Her toes curled up again when his hand left her hair, toying with the zipper that held her dress in place. All it would take was one yank to get it out of the way, and Veil anticipated it. He returned hi
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