"Back to the company," Anders told his driver when he realized he had left an important file. He should have called and asked Veil to bring it to him, but, he chose otherwise. She must have already left for home. He had seen the excitement in her eyes when he had asked her to take the rest of the day off.Just as the car pulled into Kingston Street, Anders lifted his eyes from his laptop, his gaze shifting to a particular someone who was currently standing with a man. He should be in his early thirties, and from his outfit, should not even be considered a threat. Anders thought looking at the man. But, the sudden rush of possessiveness that took abrupt control of him came as a shock.His brows narrowed at the man, then his brow deepened in a frown. In a pair of simple jeans and a tee shirt. Such a person would never win over him, he was confident about that, well until the strange man climbed into the jaguar parked adjacent to his company's building. The piece of partly burnt-up toa
Seeing Anders, Veil could feel her heart starting to race. She had been trying to avoid this exact scenario, and now she felt like a thief caught in the act."Good morning, s-sir…" she stuttered in her attempt at clearing the air. It felt awkward knowing that their first encounter for the morning was not supposed to be here, but at her desk where she should have welcomed him. But more awkward was having him so close, she could smell his cologne. It was intoxicating, causing her mind to wander in directions it should never. "I apologize, I was a little tardy today but I promise that it won't repeat…itself…" Her voice steadily began to fade away as she noticed that even though he was not saying anything he was staring at her as if they were in some staring contest, or as though if he were to blink for a moment she would disappear or turn into dust.
Veil watched with a painstaking heart through her window as everyone else signed off from work at closing hour, while she was made to stay behind. With a heavy sigh, she settled into her chair. Guess this was one of the rewards that comes with working directly from the boss, and earning higher than everyone else. If she was at least she was getting some extra pay for staying late into the night, then it wouldn't have been so bad. But, he was simply just punishing her because he had the power to and had no consideration. She ran her eyes across her desk, there was basically nothing to do, she was work free which meant she could go home now, yet, for some reason, her oh-so-high and mighty boss wasn't ready to sign out. Was all of this because of the thing at the club? She sighed for the umpteenth time and was about to recline her head to rest on her desk, but, her door was thrown open in the next minute, frightening her.Anders matched in looking as handsome and elegant as he had w
Anders suddenly felt himself sweating profusely. The evening was windy, and the office usually has a modest temperature as there were air conditioners at almost every corner."I can't believe that I am sweating in such weather…" he muttered to himself, looking around for his kerchief. He battled through his suit and pants pocket, but he couldn't find it there. He looked around for it, but still there was none. He was about to groan in frustration when suddenly he felt something press against his forehead.He froze solid like an ice statue on realizing what was happening. Veil was pressing a handkerchief to his forehead.He was able to confirm it when he looked down at her and saw her staring at him with worry evident in her sea green eyes."Sea green eyes!" He thoughts to himself as he took a closer look at them. They were beautiful. How had he not noticed them until now? Cer
"It's done…"Veil said breathlessly and she placed the stack of documents on Anders' table, his eyes bounced off of his laptop and over to her. "You are really done?" He asked doubtfully. How was she always so quick? "Yes, Mr Rodriguez. I made a few corrections and printed them in the order you asked. Is there anything else you'd like me to do for you?"'of course, i want you sprawling on my desk as I take you from every angle.' he wanted to say."That'd be all." Anders said, shutting his computer screen. He rose to his feet, picked his jacket and started for the door. "I'd drop you home.""Oh no, don't bother taking the stress, Mr Rodriguez, I already booked a ride." She said and walked out of the office without giving him a chance to disagree. As she stepped out of the company's building, she let out a long sigh. Her mother had called earlier when she was busy with concluding work on her the files Anders had assigned her, but, she hadn't been able to pick up. It was past eleven a
It's fine, you don't have to feel embarrassed." But, if you still feel that way, then go out with me, for lunch or dinner. That way, you'll be repaying me for my little ride, and you wouldn't have to feel embarrassed anymore. What do you say?" Orleans asked. "Hmm…" Veil muttered, eying Orleans suspiciously. "Why does it sound like you're asking me to go on a date with you?" "Oops!" Orleans whispered, "You caught me." Veil giggled lightly, a light feminine laugh that evoked something in Orleans. "I'm not really a night person, so let's do lunch. Veil thought briefly about Orleans' suggestion. He was a sweet person, plus she had a favor to repay, so she agreed. At least, unlike Anderson Rodriguez who gave her the need to worry and always put her on the edge just as he had done tonight, Orleans was quite friendly. Wait! What's with the sudden comparison between the two different men, and why was she even thinking about Anderson Rodriguez right now? "So, tomorrow at noon, is it?"
It was almost lunchtime when Veil went to the restaurant she had visited with Anders the other day to get him food. "Hello, ma'am!" Veil rang the bell at the entrance. The lady from the other day came hurrying out. Her eyes sparkled with warmth as she saw Veil. "Oh! It's you!" The old lady smiled at her. She opened the door and waved her hand, gesturing for Veil to come in."The handsome man sent you?" She asked.Handsome man? Anders sent her. 190cm tall, with defined well-built curves often visible through his shirt, and those smokey brown eyes that could bring anyone to their knees if they stared too long. She'd rather say he was hot and sexy. "Yes, he did." Veil nodded. The old lady ushered her to a seat, before walking over behind the counter. The restaurant was spacious and tidy, but there were barely any customers inside, just like the other day when she had come with Anders. It seemed the shop barely had anyone walking through the doors. How then does she manage to run the s
"Get out!" Anders yelled. Standing in the opposite direction to the woman who was still sitting on his desk. He knew she had come to his office for a reason, but he didn't think it was this. "She's really the reason, isn't she?" Vera's tone broke toward the end. "What is it she has that I don't?" That question not only was it the most disgusting thing he's ever heard."Do you want to leave quietly, or do you want to be thrown out?" He was quickly losing his patience. He had stopped his trope of bodyguards from accompanying him to work, but for the sake of people like Vera, he was ready to reinstall them.Panic flashed across her eyes. She knew Anders' threats were never mere threats. If he said he'd throw her out, then he most certainly will. That'd ruin her plans."I'll leave, Mr Rodríguez, but don't expect this to be the last of me. Whatever you plan to have with her won't last, I'll make sure of it." She flashed him a mischievous smile, then with head held high, she turned aroun