Lahat ng Kabanata ng One night stand with my boss: Kabanata 21 - Kabanata 30

On getting to Asher's home, it was different from what I remembered. This house was smaller than the one I woke up on the day I got drunk.‘You like It?’ Asher asked, referring to his house. He had gotten out of the car. He was walking towards the trunk to take down our bags. ‘yeah but this wasn't the house I remember.’ I replied walking to the trunk to help him with the bags.‘it's fine.’ He replied holding the bags himself.‘You moved?’ I asked, wanting to know why he left his beautiful mansion for a smaller one.‘yeah. My mom broke into my house. I wanted to escape her.’ He took the bags and started walking towards the door. ‘let me help you open the door. What's the password?’ I wanted to help since he was holding our bags.‘97865342.’ He replied.‘Does it have any meaning behind It?’ I asked, punching the numbers. People normally have reasons behind their house passwords. For some, it can be their birth date, for others it can be the date of an important family event. Garrett u

Lorie's povI must be out of my mind.Why did I hug him?Perhaps because he had looked so lonely he could use a hug.Worse of all I giggled.Arrgg why did I hug my boss? We had become a bit closer than before since our return from Dubai, but that didn't change the fact that he was my boss and I might get into trouble for being intimate with him.I retrieved the call.‘You can let him up, Miss Cynthia.’ ‘alright. You can go up now.’ She said to Henry. I hung up.I sat down arranging the files on my desk not wanting to pay any attention to Henry when he came up.‘nice to meet you again Miss.’ His voice was just as I remembered ‘boyish.’‘welcome Mr Kingston.’ I replied after trying to pretend that he didn’t exist.‘don't act all cold and distant. The last time I checked we danced.’ He gave me his boyish grin showing off his dimples.‘last time I check it didn't end well. Moreover my job is being threatened I wonder who's responsible.’ I returned his smile, giving a very fake smile sh

The traffic was horrible coupled with horns and shouts from drivers. I wasted 40 extra minutes on the road and got to the office late. The heat on the bus combined with the stench of sweat was unbearable. At this point, I wished to have my car. If wishes were horses, beggars would ride. The man sitting beside me reeked of alcohol as though he had a wild night and dressed up this morning for work without proper cleanup. He was trying his best to start a conversation with me, not minding the fact that I was by no means interested in a chitchat.‘It's quite busy this morning.’ He started. ‘yes.’‘You know, being your own boss is kinda chic, you know.’ He said again. But then he was dressed in a suit and his ID showed that he was a government worker.‘hmm.’ ‘where do you work?’ ‘around.’‘are you vast in the business sector?’I shook my head hoping it would pass my message across that I wasn't interested in talking to him. He continued without minding my lack of interest.‘okay.. You

Lorie povAsher had refused to let me work for Henry and I couldn't understand why. The day had been going very slow as we went from one boring meeting to another. Thankfully it was near closing time. I arranged my bag in preparation to visit the hospital. I haven't seen them since my return from the business trip in Dubai.I walked to Jasmine’s office to chat away time. She was sitting on her chair checking her nails. ‘hey Jas.’ I greeted making myself comfortable on her desk.‘hi babes.’ She replied, dropping her nails. ‘You visited the nail salon.’ My eyes went to her newly polished nails painted in pink and white. It looked cute. Jasmine style.‘I don't like the nails. I wanted a darker shade of pink.’ She murmured, still eyeing her finger nails.‘but this looks dark enough to me though.’dark?! This looks like pastel pink.’ She shrieked. ‘oh really?’ I am not a color freak like Jasmine. She loves the color pink. ‘how can you be so color blind?’ she groaned, grabbing her hair.

The rain had started again. It was always raining. I stared blankly through glass walls. I don't hate the rain and I don’t like it either. I only hate the sogginess and cold it leaves behind. The day started as any other normal work day. My co-workers do what they do best; gossiping yet pretending to work when their supervisors glance at their way or pass by. I was getting bored. I had finished the paper work on my desk faster than I expected and it seems my boss had been avoiding me since our heated exchange in his office for reasons best known to him. He didn't send for me nor did he ask me to search for any files nor attend any meetings with him. He had asked for two days to come up with another solution that doesn't involve me working for his enemy. He barely came out of his office. In fact he comes before everyone and leaves after everyone. Or maybe he sleeps in the office, who knows? His blinds were always closed.I walked to the kitchen to find snacks to nibble on and coffee