"Ma'am, just as I said earlier, you'll be called for an interview once you've scaled through the first stage. Do wait patiently, ma'am," the irritable voice of the woman on the other side of the desk explained to Delaney, her edginess evident in her voice.
"Uhm... Alright. Thank you," Delaney gave a courteous smile as she made her way out of the grumpy lady's office.
Anger washed over her as she wondered why the lady was so rude to her. It was almost as if the lady knew her from before. "How rude people can be to strangers." She increased her pace, opening her clutch to bring out her phone. For a minute while she was in there, she thought she heard it ring.
"Oh, my God!" Delaney let out a loud gasp as she felt a pair of strong arms grip her by both shoulders just before she fell to the ground.
She had just bumped into the hard frame of a masculine figure. Her large green eyes slowly traveled from his broad shoulders to the pair of arms which held her firmly in place, and finally, to his face. 'oops,' her cheeks flushed with embarrassment when her eyes met his beautiful Hazel eyes.
"Uhm..." she cleared her throat, becoming uncomfortable in that awkward position as it seemed the stranger was lost in a different world, forgetting to let go of her.
"Hey... Are you okay?" His calm, yet throaty voice finally asked when he found his voice, still holding her gaze.
"Sure. I am so sorry... I was... I don't really..." She let out a sharp breath, feeling uncomfortable under his scrutinizing stare. "I'm so sorry for bumping into you. I wasn’t watching."
She apologized, taking another look at the nan who had just saved her from breaking a limb. He looked really gorgeous and responsible. He was well dressed in a blue designer suit that exuded luxury.
"I should have watched where I was going," The handsome stranger tried to make her feel better by taking the blame. His deep hazel eyes took in her appearance with a sense of admiration and adoration. ‘Gosh! He could worship this goddess all his life,’ His thoughts ran wild.
"You don’t have to be too modest, you know," a slight, nervous smile appeared on her face, "we both know it was my fault."
The stranger felt his heart warm up at the sound of her soft voice which sounded like a melody to his ears, awakening something deep within him.
"That's nonsense, beautiful," he jokingly waved it off, "please, call me Kaiden." He stretched out his hand for a handshake.
"Delaney," she responded, flashing him one of the most beautiful smiles he'd ever seen, her dimples leaving a permanent imprint on the walls of his memory.
“A beautiful name for a goddess of beauty,” his voice tinged with warmth, “You are indeed beautiful, Delaney,” he held on to her soft, delicate hand which was covered by his large ones, unable to find the courage to let go of it while he held on to her gaze in the same manner.
The sound of her ringing phone chattered the moment for Kaiden. He was enveloped in a world he wasn't ready to leave just yet.
"I must run along now, Kaiden. It was nice meeting you," she hurriedly walked passed him, her heels clicking softly along the corridor as she made for the elevator.
"Wait. Can I at least get your contact?" He tried calling her attention, but she didn't even look back.
She was almost carried away by the moment. She hadn’t had any man look at her in that manner in a very long time. But, she was scared. The last thing she needed at the moment was any drama. She already had more than enough drama to deal with.
Kaiden watched with keen interest as she walked away. A part of him desperately wanted to run after her, but his pride and ego would bury him alive if he ever did that. He stood still, watching her beautiful, curvy figure walk out of sight while his pride and desire fought tirelessly, each wanting to take charge. And unfortunately, once again, his pride won the fight in the end.
"Fuck!" He cursed, taking another glance at the office she had just come out of. His face lit up with a smile again. "I guess we'll be meeting again soon."
***
Blaine dialed the line for the second time when she didn't respond to the first call. He knew she was still angry at him, but who gives a damn about that right now? He was already burning with rage when she finally answered the call just seconds before it'd have gone into voicemail again. 'lucky bitch'! He cursed in his head.
"It took you long enough, damn it!" He said through gritted teeth, his anger palpable, but he tried his best to conceal it, not wanting to flair up in front of his boss.
"I'm sorry, I was..." Delaney's soft voice tried speaking but was harshly interrupted.
"Save it!" His voice was barely above a whisper, but it passed on the message it was meant to. "I left some documents on the couch this morning. Seen them?"
"Yeah, I did."
"Cool. Bring them over to my office immediately. It is very urgent. I wouldn't want to keep my boss waiting, so, you'd better hurry up." He instructed angrily before adding, "One more thing..." He paused, bringing his voice a little bit lower, "Try not to embarrass me with your looks." With that, he dropped the call.
Adonis was staring at him intently all along, but he hadn't noticed. He turned to meet his piercing blue eyes on him, expressionless and unreadable. It's the unreadable expressions in his eyes that made him so mysterious. Blaine quickly avoided his gaze.
After a moment of silence, his deep baritone voice filtered into Blaine's ears. "Your maid, I guess... A funny manner of approach you got there, even to a maid." He said flatly, his attention fixed on the papers he was working on.
Blaine chuckled nervously, "She's actually-"
"Save it, Blaine," Adonis said dismissively.
***
As soon as she got the instruction from Blaine, Delaney hurried out of the massive building of DazzleGlide Technologies where she'd just dropped her application for a job, flagging down a taxi. She knew better than to keep him waiting.
Luckily for her, she was already beautifully dressed. So, she was good to go. Blaine wouldn't have to feel embarrassed about her looks. All she had to do was to hurry home, pick up the document and hurry over to Blaine's.
A pang of worry hit her at the thought of the dress she had on. Blaine never liked it when she was dressed in this manner, but she was sure he wouldn't mind since he was specific about how he wanted her to look.
He works in a place where class speaks, men and women of class frequented the premises. And, of course, his colleagues... He wouldn't want them to think he went for the least.
These were the thoughts running through her head as she tried convincing herself that it was safe looking this sizzling hot without getting Blaine mad at her.
In less than twenty minutes, she was already at home. She hurried into the house and got the documents from the couch, as she quickly hopped back into the waiting taxi.
Delaney was fully aware of Blaine's dreaded boss and his reputation for cruelty. She'd heard countless tales about the cold, ruthless man, and she wouldn't want Blaine to get in his bad books nor fall out of favor with such an unforgiving person. It'll only worsen her suffering.
Delaney alighted in front of the very huge building where Blaine worked. She stood transfixed, her eyes wide with wonder as she stared at the towering building before her. As she took in the sleek design and the gleaming glass facade, she couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement mingled with a touch of apprehension. She felt excited because the opportunity was finally here, and now, she gets to step foot into a place she could never step into, except in her dreams and wild imaginations. She's always admired this beautiful place for so long, wondering what it feels and looks like inside. And sometimes, when her imagination gets the best of her, she'd close her eyes and imagine herself working here and being like every other successful lady she sees and admires. But, she felt really nervous going in there because she already knew what caliber of people she'd come across, and she couldn't help but feel a little out of place. Delaney took in a deep breath as she made her way into t
Delaney held his cold gaze as the air around her suddenly became suffocating. Her hands trembled in fear, and she could hear her own heart pounding.Blaine stared in confusion, desperately trying to decipher what was happening. "Was his boss lusting after Delaney?" he asked himself, noticing that the look in Adonis' eyes was different from his usual unreadable expression. It held something more."You?" His baritone voice finally broke the long silence that hung in the air, his riveting stare penetrating her eyes.Delaney had a thousand questions racing through her mind. What had she done wrong? Was her attire inappropriate? Did she say something offensive? Perhaps he didn't like how she addressed him when she entered? Could she have put Blaine in trouble?"I'm sorry, sir, but have I done something wrong?" Delaney finally mustered up the courage to speak, confusion and concern evident on her face."You... You really don't..." Adonis stuttered, feeling a pang in his heart as realization
"Who are you? What have you done to me?" His voice was a desperate moan, riddled with bewildered pleasure. His body trembled like a leaf caught in a storm, a sign of an uncontrolled passion that seized his muscular frame.His skin was slick with sweat, bearing testament to the sheer intensity of his desire. "No one...no one has ever ignited such a fire in me," he confessed, his voice a hoarse whisper.His lips moved with practiced expertise, planting feather-soft kisses down her neck, tracing a blazing trail to her belly button before retracing the path back to her neck. His teeth grazed her earlobe teasingly, eliciting a soft gasp from her. His hands, like an artisan's tool, skillfully explored the rounded curves of her backside, setting her senses high with pleasure.She succumbed to the wave of pleasure, her body responding instinctively to his expert ministrations. Her moans were a sweet melody to his ears, an affirmation of the pleasure he was inducing within her. As he continued
"I'm sorry to bother you, but can I come in?" Adonis' deep voice snapped her out of her daze.Delaney was taken aback by the imposing figure standing before her. She felt like she was in a trance. What was he doing here? She wondered if he had come to see Blaine, and her mind raced with countless possibilities. The events from their encounter at his office earlier flooded her thoughts, and she panicked, fearing that the situation had gotten worse than she thought it was."Uh... Sure... Good evening… Mr. Langston," she stammered, breaking their brief eye contact.Adonis exuded an intimidating presence that made her shiver. She didn't even want to think about his attractive features at that moment because his deep ocean eyes already sent flutters through her stomach. Those eyes…"Please, Adonis will do just fine," he responded, still holding her gaze, his voice sounding almost like it was an order, carrying an air of authority."I'm sorry, sir…" she tittered nervously, nibbling on her l
Adonis stood under the shower, allowing the warmth of the water to run down his entire body from his head. He closed his eyes, immersing himself deeper into his thoughts.It's been days now, and he still hadn't gotten the perfect plan on how to get Delaney without getting her offended or angry at him. It's a card he needed to play with caution. He didn't want to lose her again.He was ruthless in his ways; he was cold and unfeeling. He could just abduct her and take her to a place no one would ever find her, and even the authorities wouldn't dare interfere. He could also easily get rid of Blaine, but that would only hurt Delaney. He needed a perfect plan for this.Adonis hasn't been able to look at Blaine the same way he had before. After discovering he was the so-called fiance of his dream woman, he'd grown such a dangerous hatred towards Blaine that he could kill him without blinking an eye. And to think that Delaney has been going through hell at the hands of the imbecile only enra
"I am not going to hand-feed you. Stand up and get your plate!" Greta's nagging voice filled the room."What are you talking about, Mom?" Didn't you tell me a few days ago that you already had a plan?" Laura retorted, already getting weary of her mother's constant nagging. "My plan didn't go as planned, but you also have to try on your own part," Greta spewed angrily, disgust written all over her face, as she grabbed the glass of whiskey beside her."Mum, I'm just 23, and marriage is the last thing on my mind at the moment. Why don't you make Delaney marry him instead? I am sure she wouldn't mind," Laura responded with an eye roll."Shut your trap! I never want to hear that from you again! How dare you mention that filthy tramp to my ears? Have you gone nuts?" Greta fumed; her anger and hatred toward Delaney were evident in her eyes."What would you have me do, Mom? Huh?""You are a beautiful damsel. Just find a way already. Work something out. Your sister, Velda, did it, and now she
"Delaney Duncan..." The calm voice recited the name for the fourth time, running his fingers around the edges of the file containing her credentials which sat on his exotic executive table at his mercy. How interesting.It was another typical 'office' day for him as he busied himself with his schedules for the day. But when he encountered a worthy distraction, he quickly paused to pay attention to it.He smiled at the file he held in hand, satisfaction easing through him. He hadn't lost her totally after all. In fact, he would see her more often than she'd ever imagined because she would get the job she'd applied for on a platter of gold.A wide smile played across his face one more time as he picked up the intercom. "Send an email to Delaney Duncan. She's the most qualified for the job. I'd like to have her interviewed personally. Schedule a meeting immediately." His monotone voice instructed his secretary before dropping the call without waiting for a response.'So, we meet again af
The morning sun cast a radiant glow in the small kitchen where Delaney hurriedly prepared breakfast for Blaine.Today felt different, unlike every other morning. There was a shift in the atmosphere, and it stemmed from Blaine's recent change in behavior. He had been kinder to her in the past two days. He's been happier, always talking about work and some promotions he'd been promised, and Delaney was delighted... At least, so she thought.The recent turn of events left her puzzled. Adonis possessed more than enough evidence to condemn Blaine to a lifetime behind bars, yet he seemed to be treating him well, promising promotions and a salary increase. It simply didn't make sense. "Murphy's law... If your attack is going too well, it means you've walked into an ambush.""What is he up to?" Delaney pondered, arranging the table for breakfast."Hey, babe," Blaine called out, approaching her. "Something smells amazing," he teased, eagerly settling into his seat, ready to devour the meal."O