LOGINEloise's POV"Eloise, what are you doing here?" Ignatio asked, his voice still laced with disbelief and his face in a daze. He quickly grabbed a towel and wrapped his lower part of the body with it. I couldn't take my gaze off, not because I was mesmerized, but I was just too frozen to make a move. He stepped out of the bathroom and I stepped backwards just before he could reach for me. "I came to drop the rules, I signed them like you want me to" I paused, pointing my hand at the document on the nightstand. "I'll take my leave now" His lips parted to speak, but I dashed out before he could say a word. We are never going to talk about what had happened! But I wouldn't stop thinking about it. Inside my room, I curled myself into bed but Ignatio wouldn't leave my head. Sleep didn't find me, all that found me was that man's rod that had water dripping all over it moments earlier. The urge to touch myself was unquenchable. I tried not to, but I did anyway. I walked into the bat
Eloise's POVMilo cheated, and Ignatio can also be like that. It could be something that runs in their blood. But the reason why I was worried about Ignatio was what I didn't understand. It wasn't like I meant anything to him.I was supposed to concentrate on the pile of work I had to attend to on the computer, but that was all I thought about. Not until Milo stepped out of the office hours later, Ignatio following behind him. "See you some other time, Eloise" he winked. No, go to hell. "Yeah, sure" I smiled at him. Ignatio saw him out and I finally focused on the laptop. When he came back, he didn't act like I was there, and I also said nothing. Maybe things should really be like this? Just a boss and staff relationship. **"Eloise, it's time to go home," Ignatio said, standing in front of my desk. I looked up at him. He looked stressed, having spent the whole day attending meetings which he didn't even let me tag along to. "I'll be done in a minute" I replied. I cleared my
Eloise's POVIt was so fucking weird how we spent twenty minutes only to go back without achieving anything. "Why did you do that?" I asked. "Because he won't stop staring at you," Ignatio said as we got into his car. Yes, now he's Ignatio. Nothing else. I've made it up in my mind not to think of him as the Daddy I want to do numerous forbidden things to my body. Before I could respond, his voice rose again. "Don't get me wrong. I'm saying this because it's stupid and highly offensive to stare at any employee like that" he said. I chuckled, or maybe it was more like a scoff. "Of course, I understand," I said, knowing what 'get me wrong' there meant. That he doesn't like the way the man from the restaurant was staring at me not because he wants to be the only one who does that. The rest of the drive was silent, and I tagged behind him till we got to his office. Outside his office, someone was waiting. He was placing his hand on my desk, tapping the desk as he waited way too p
Ignatio's POVIt's Monday morning and Mondays are usually busy. Already dressed for work, I walked down the stairs with my briefcase in hand. I got to the dining room and I was surprised to see breakfast served. There were no maids hired in the house, so I knew that must surely be Eloise. I normally don't do breakfasts, because I don't entertain the idea of waking up in the morning and having to cook before I leave for work. Except when the lady who I hired to cook once a week already has meals stored in the refrigerator for me. I settled down and ate the potato chicken chip, cheese and smoothie that Eloise had made, then I stormed out of the room. "She went out already?" I asked Bernard, my guard once I got outside. "Yes, boss" he bowed slightly.I sighed, walked over to the lot, and drove my car out of the compound. In the Company, Eloise was seated behind the secretary's desk, and when I walked in, she acted like she didn't see me. "You are so rude to be addressed as my
Ignatio's POV She's making me go fucking crazy. Eloise was angry and hurt, but I didn't see a reason to pacify her. If I really don't want to hold on to her, then I should get used to seeing her cry because of me. That's fucking hard. Earlier when I walked in, I wanted to stare at her for eternity, but I just couldn't.The guilt wouldn't stop eating me up. She's 21 for fuck’s sake. I knocked on her door gently and awaited a response. It had been an hour since she walked in there after what happened in the sitting room, while I had gone to take a bath and prepared dinner for the both of us. Eloise didn't respond, even when I knocked again. I sighed. “Come down for dinner, I won't take a fucking no for an answer” I said and walked away. I didn't know if she would really come down, but I hoped she would, and she did. A part of me felt angry and stupid when she walked down the stairs. She had changed into a long summer shirt and a pants trouser. Very decent looking, but I didn
Eloise's POV I felt so fucking down after what Ignatio said last night, all I did was rush upstairs and lock myself up in my room. I thought about it, but couldn't find a possible answer to it in my head. All day, Ignatio had been gone. When he was ready to leave the house, he came to my door, knocked and said he'd be hanging out with a business partner. I didn't respond, I made sure not to make a sound either. He didn't know if telling me to see a therapist had left me so traumatized that I ended up doing something bad to myself, but he still left anyway. All those things failed to get him out of my head, because tonight, I'll make myself irresistible to him. A smirk curled up my lips at the thought and I finally got off the bed I had been curled up into since 7pm yesterday, till 12pm today. My insides itched, and I knew I needed a meal. I went downstairs to get that done first, before I returned to my room once again. After taking a bath, I searched through my closet for on







