She got back after the interview and started cleaning her apartment to make it presentable. The gorgeous Henry was expected to reach anytime soon.
She was in love with the movie star, Henry Cavil. Too bad that this one was gay.
Flashback starts:
One month back she was about to get married to the love of her life, her childhood sweetheart, Kyle. All was good until just one day before their wedding, she reached the apartment which was supposed to be theirs, unannounced only to find that it was not locked.
She entered thinking of surprising Kyle when she heard moaning and whimpering from the bedroom. The moment she opened the door, she found Kyle and Chloe in the bed. Without clothes!
The worst thing was when they realized they were caught, they were not even sorry. Chloe was her younger step-sister.
Her mother Geena married Abigail’s father when she was six and Chloe was four.
After her father’s death, she and Chloe were brought up by Abigail’s stepmom. Thank God that her father took care of the financial matters. Even after his death, they were able to get a good college education.
She was sharing the apartment with Kyle but their bedrooms were separate. She wanted to do it all after the wedding and Kyle did seem to respect it. But when he was caught red-handed, he threw her out without letting her take her stuff.
(End of flashback)
Henry was a blessing in disguise. She wanted to show Kyle and Chloe that how happy she was without them. They were getting married soon.
By marrying first, she wanted to prove to them that they did not mean anything to her.
Thinking about Henry, she smiled. She wished, he was not gay and they had met under different circumstances. She was preparing dinner when the doorbell rang.
As expected, Henry was standing there in the doorway carrying a bag. She brought him in.
Her dinky apartment looked smaller with his broad-shouldered, tall figure. It was just a one-room apartment having one bedroom and a combined living and kitchen.
“I have vacated a shelf for you. Please feel at home.” He seemed to be a quiet and aloof type of person. Thank God he was not wearing a suit today.
But again the t-shirt and jeans looked expensive. For some reason, she found it a little uneasy. The man spoke of royalty with an attitude of a billionaire. Maybe it was because models are supposed to keep themselves updated and fit.
The moment she went to the kitchen, he typed a message to his secretary:
James. Find out about Abigail Mason. I need a detailed report on her, as soon as possible.
He slipped his phone when he found her emerging from the kitchen.
They had dinner in peace. She was clearing away the dishes when she heard him ask an unexpected question, “How was your job interview today?”
She gave him a tight-lipped smile, “No luck. This is the third job interview I failed. No one is ready to hire me even as a plain receptionist.”
He was so damn sexy that she was not able to tear away her gaze from him. The muscles under his shirt flexed when he stretched his arms.
She had this urge to stroke his hard chest. What surprise was he hiding under that shirt? Six pack?
“Shame on you Abigail. The man helped you in your hard times. Spare him. You just went through heartbreak.” She thought to herself and then to keep herself busy, she got up and started preparing coffee.
He opened his laptop and started working on it.
“Henry. Coffee.” He did not look up and kept staring at his laptop. He looked like a workaholic.
She called him again, “Henry?”
He jumped a little, looking around. “Sometimes you behave as if you are not Henry.” Her comment made him go still for a second. He cleared his throat and in a haste tried to sip the steaming hot coffee burning his lips.
His eyes went wide with pain, “Watch out Henry. What are you doing?” She cried and leaned closer to his mouth. “Easy.”
He sat there feeling like a fool. He had temporarily forgotten that he was not Hunter Levisay but Henry.
“You are behaving like a kid.” She laughed heartily, “Is this how you drink hot coffee?”
She brought an ointment from the medical box. Holding up his face she turned it towards her, dabbing her forefinger lightly on his lips.
She realized, she was too close to him. Their noses were almost an inch away. What would it feel like if I touch them with my lips instead of my finger?
A bewildered expression crossed her face when her train of thought went wild. God! Why can’t she get over the fact that he was NOT interested in her?
She was staring into his eyes and he was not pushing away her but was equally participating in the staring contest without blinking an eye.
With an awkward smile, she diverted her gaze and tried to pull herself away from him. The man was handsome as sin and she was scared to lose control of herself. God! She was literally acting like a creep.
When it was time to sleep, she prepared the bed and paid a quick bathroom visit. Once done with the business she came out and settled herself on the small couch placed near the foot of the bed.
She could hear the shower turned on when he was inside. Once he came out with a towel wrapped around his waist which hung quite low around his waist. She again tried to divert her attention from his smoking hot na*ked body and asked him, “Will it be ok, if I sleep with lights on?”
Looking out the small window, holding a glass in his hand, he was drinking water when he nodded.
“I never slept on the couch. Will it be ok if we can sleep on the same bed? Not now but maybe in near future?” The question caught him off guard. And then the girl made him choke on his water with what she said next, “Molly told me that you are gay so that should not be a problem for you.”
The next morning she got ready and left the apartment for her interview. She woke up earlier and made pancakes for him. I hope I get this job. Because now I have got the responsibility of Henry too. She thought to herself while popping a chewing gum in her mouth. When she reached there, she felt disappointment surging through her. They wanted someone to get the wood furniture made for their upcoming coffee shops. Female candidates were required for the position. This was the perfect job for her. She had been designing and making furniture with her father from a very young age. She knew some trustworthy carpenters who could materialize the best designs for her. But the reason for her displeasure was, all the girls seated in the waiting area were well dressed than her. They were beautiful and were discussing the CEO of the Levisay Company. “I wish I can get this job. I have heard their CEO is single and smoking hot!” She heard one girl.
She knocked on her apartment door. It was opened in an instant by Henry. “Were you standing there waiting for me, Henry? Ha-ha.” She lunged at him tying her arms around his neck making him stiff. He leaned forward, sniffing her mouth a little, and then his eyes went wide, “Are you drunk?” But instead of replying she kept laughing, her head leaned on his chest, “Yeah. Just wanted to enjoy myself.” Her speech was slurred. Wrapping his arm around her waist he helped her to the bedroom. Making her sit on the bed, he kneeled on the floor to take her sandals off. “They have taken away everything, Henry.” She told him in a whisper, her
She entered the elevators of the splendid building of Levisay international. The first fifteen floors were used for hotel purposes and then the sixteenth to twentieth floor served as office space.As soon as the elevator doors opened on the twentieth floor, a lady was waiting for her outside with a pleasant smile.“Abigail Mason?” She moved towards Abigail for a handshake as soon as Abigail nodded. She just could not wait to share the news with Molly.Throughout the night she kept dreaming about her accommodation, or the food she could put on her table, the clothes she could shop and wear.That same pencil skirt had become trash. The suit she was wearing today was arranged by Henry. He insisted her to wear it for today and she could pay him later after getting the job.The aloof man who did not seem to know how to smile or laugh or even carry conversation proved to be so considerate.“Here. This way.” The woman’
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He nuzzled his nose in her neck making her giggle.“Stop doing that.” She laughed again enjoying his touch against her skin.“Oh yeah? Didn’t you like that last night?” He kept on doing his business. But now she had pushed him a little away.“I told you to work on those ownership papers. What happened to that?” Chloe raised her eyebrow questioningly putting on her gown.Kyle rubbed his head with one hand. He was not much taller than five-eight, his left arm covered in tattoos. “Kyle. I am asking you something.” Chloe did not want to let it go.“Geez, Chloe. Stop. Ok? I am trying.” The expressions on his face were enough to tell her that he did not like the topic but she was Chloe and she had set her mind to get it done with.“Seriously Kyle? You are trying? What if your Ex comes up with a lawsuit against us?” She wanted to get it done with.She had what
She was coming out of the building when someone held her by her elbow.“What are you doing here? Have some shame Abigail and never show your face. Ever!” Chloe was furious like anything. She was the one who got the job at Levisay International. How come Abigail even thought to set her foot there?“Don’t you dare touch me!” Abigail kept her cool while freeing her arm from her grip, “You don’t own the building, now. Do you?” She shrugged and turned to leave when she heard Chloe’s evil laughter.“I would.” Abigail stopped when she heard Chloe’s absurd remark.“Excuse me?” Abigail frowned a little.“I said. I would.” Chloe stood in front of her with her chin up, shoulders square.“One day not only this building but also this Levisay group might belong to me because…” She brought her face closer to Abigail, “The CEO of the comp
“I am Abigail Mason, your head manager for the program. This is just an introductory meeting so that we can get acquainted with each other. We all are here to work together as a team. Whatever you are working at, I would love to hear about it tomorrow at noon. Right here in this meeting room.”She smiled looking at their faces, “You have a problem? Come to me right away. I am sure we will sort it out.” Around twenty-five women were seated in the conference room listening to her intently. It was the first official meeting for the empowerment program.Abigail was sitting on the head seat of the meeting table. Ethan was there on her left.All the program participants were there except one. A single chair on her right was empty and she knew who it belonged to. Abigail had to start the meeting without waiting for that person because she did not want to give her team the impression that she was not punctual.During the last week, she had
“Oh my God! Is this your apartment?” Molly was surveying her place which had spacious rooms having branded furniture. “Like it?” Abigail smiled. Molly had at last returned from her home trip and the first thing she did was to pay a visit to her friend as promised. She had red hair with a pixy cut which made her personality even more impressive.“Are you kidding me? I am in love with it!” Molly rolled her eyes making her friend giggle. “But are you sharing this space with someone?”“Sharing? No. This is assigned to me.”“Are you sure? Because the structure…” Molly sounded confused.“What? What is it?” Abigail frowned. Something was bothering her friend.“No. Nothing. I am happy for you.” Molly shook her head smiling and went forward to hug her friend but unexpectedly was pushed away.“Molly! Tell me.&rdq