All Chapters of Two Months With A Billionaire : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

"What's wrong? Are you okay?"Sarah asked with a worried look."I'm dead! Where can I make coffee?" Alicia asked, tapping Sarah on her shoulder."It's over there," Sarah said, pointing at a small door."Thanks," She thanked her, walking towards the door Sarah pointed at."Wait!!" Sarah shouted, trying to stop her, running to meet her but unfortunately Alicia had already gone inside."How am I going to make a coffee now?" Alicia said with a frustrated look. "I know nothing about how to make a coffee." Alicia paced to and fro, holding her waist."I will make it for you," Sarah said behind her. Sarah placed her hands on Alicia's shoulder."Wow, thanks," Alicia let out a smile, turning around to look at Sarah."Don't mention," Sarah said with a smile Few minutes later, Sarah was done with the Coffee."Take," Sarah said, stretching the mug of coffee to her."Thanks once again," Alicia thanked her, hugging Sarah tightly then collected the mug of coffee and walked out, heading to the CEO's

“Sarah and she's waiting.”Alicia made to stand but was held down by Michael.“Don't you like me?”Michael asked leaning forward.Alicia pushed his hands off and motioned towards the exit, she left his hands hanging.Michael paced round his office, adjusting his blue suit.“What is wrong with me?”He yelled, hitting his table with his clenched fist.Alicia rushed out, panting with her face bent to the ground. Zoey walked up to her and held her up.“I guess, you're just coming out of Michael's office.”Zoey smirked.Alicia raised a brow and made to leave. Zoey dragged her back, maintaining same spot.“I don't want to see you around Michael, go sit your ass down.”She leaned forward before striding out.Alicia held herself up and headed towards the restaurant. Sarah was seated already, waiting on her arrival, she turned when she saw her and heaved a relieve sign.“You came up late.”She frowned.“Yes, I'm sorry I kept you waiting and I'm so exhausted right now.”Alicia answered expressing ti

Michael was stunned. He had just made out with his employee, his PA for that matter. Watching her walk out of the kitchen, he cursed under his breath. They were almost at the brink of having sex, if it weren't for the phone call that broke through. Damn! He had never felt that way before. Not even with Di... No, he didn't want to remember her. Good thing the call came through before he regretted what else could have happened in the nearest future. But he wanted more. More of her plump lips. More of her breath fanning his neck as he trailed kisses down her flat stomach. More of his grasp on her soft round buttocks. More of his fingers in her clitoris. More of the sound she made as he did what he did. More of the way she had whispered his name and begged him to continue. Oh, he was becoming delusional. What was wrong with him? Why was he loosing himself to this woman? Why was she taking more of him without asking? Why was she making him lose his mind from just a glance at her?Yes,

"Are you alright?" Michael asked, genuinely worried. Alicia had been all too gloomy since they arrived at the office and she remained so even on the drive home, not paying him any attention, not stealing peeks at him which he enjoyed but rather ignored. He wondered if it was all about their make out days back or Zoey's suddenly appearance at his house, trying to stake claim over him. Wait a minute, was she jealous? It would be of great news to him if she was. He would be ecstatic. If she had feelings, then things would....."Yes." Came Alicia's monosyllabic response, after a few minutes of tensing silence. They had just arrived home with Michael driving into the garage after the gatekeeper had opened the gate with it's remote and nodded his head in greetings as he drove past. He had turned off the ignition of his Range Rover. Alicia came down hastily and walked as if there were hot burns on her feet. It was like someone was right on her tail and he knew better, she didn't want to t

Michael had woken up earlier than the two women sleeping in his house. He dusted and cleaned the house, it was something one could see he did repeatedly, irrespective of the fact that he had staffs to do the job. And he cooked too. He had prepared lasagna, his mother's favorite and some chicken soup with tacos. He had been quick and had already set the table, the whole house scenting of spices he had used. About to head up to his room to shower of the sweat that glued on him, Alicia came out of hers, fully dressed and holding on to the luggage she came with the first day. "Good morning." She greeted, her 'GOLD' perfume wafting through the air and into his nostrils. Where was she going? Home? Wait a second, why was she suddenly leaving? Had something unfortunate happened? Or if not, why had she not told him heads up? Had she made this decision before hand? "Where are you going?" He walked up to her, blocking her path. Alicia couldn't bear to look him in the eyes. He just knew the th