"Thank you for the coffee, Sir. But I don't plan on leaving."A smile unfurled over his lips, but before it could finally form, it quickly vanished as if a fire extinguished after being doused with water.He didn't anticipate her to say it so quickly; her spirit was too high and unimaginable, which almost baffled him. He wasn't sure if this was just an imposture to impress him thoroughly, or maybe she was really a genuine person, and if so… damn, his heart was now taken away by this woman.OCCUPIED for almost three hours, Madeleine could not help but feel slightly weary as her eyes skimmed the words on her laptop screen. She shut off her laptop and stood up from her table, stretching with a sigh. Connor had left the room forty-five minutes ago, which frankly gave her nothing but solace, not because she didn't want to see him but because she felt ashamed of what had transpired between them.A few minutes later, the door swung open, revealing Mr. Ellison. Madeleine couldn't help the sli
Without any reluctance, Madeleine took her phone from her purse and sent a message to Mr. Ellison.Her hands were quivering in trepidation as she typed every word she intended to convey. "I am sorry, Mr. Ellison, but I can't accept your offer. I have a crucial obligation I need to do tonight. Please acknowledge this." Her thumbs hit the "Send" button without thinking twice about it.'Forgive me, Mr. Ellison. But I can't let him alone. He's my boss. And I'm here to serve him, no one else.' a voice in her mind.Madeleine stared at the screen. She didn't know what came over her to say those things. After all the insulting words she got from Mr. Harrington earlier, her avidity to help him is too high.She changed her outfit into a dress. The dress Mr. Ellison gave her yesterday, along with the three inches heels. She's wearing a stunning dress made of red silk. Madeleine had spent quite some time getting everything in perfect condition. The red dress was very fitted and revealing, and t
"You can call me Madeleine," she said in a very charming tone, enough to seize Señor Leonardo's attention."Wow! You are Madeleine, my son's precious girl?" Señor Leonardo asked with genuine amazement. "You're stunning, lady. Can I give you a hug?"Madeleine blushed lightly at the commendation and offered him an affirmative nod before looking over to make sure Mr. Harrington looked fine.She stepped toward the old man, and he enveloped her in a big bear hug which she didn't mind as much. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Sir.""No. Just call me dad." he smiled."Sure, dad." she chuckled lightly until Mr. Harrington finally cleared his throat, breaking the moment between them."Hi, darling!" Madeleine greeted him, which made him smile."I thought you weren't coming," he said, slightly disappointed but still smiling."Well, I'm here now, aren't I?" she teased back and rolled her eyes playfully.Madeleine beeline toward him and gave him a kiss on his lips which caught him off guard for a sec
"If you don't mind me asking…." Connor trailed off. "Did you honestly prepare for this night?"He was curious and almost chuckled at the fact that Madeleine could organize herself fully. He wondered how she did it all in just one evening."And when did you buy your dress?" he added and attempted a smile as he saw Madeleine's cheeks reddened. It looks adorable but also a little odd."Oh, don't worry. I bought this dress last year... from my friend," she reasoned, hoping to sound convincing.He nodded in acknowledgment.The night was well-spent, especially for the both of them, with many storied shared between each other. And even if they're just pretending their relationship, the passion for both of them is still there. From the way they talked. The way their eyes were locked on each other while smiling. But then, Madeleine strived to accept that this was just a game that only existed because of money, filled with nothing but superficial.*****TODAY was the moment Madeleine had been w
'Oh my god! I'm late!' Madeleine thought as she sprinted to her destination in record time. However, no matter how fast or hard she ran, it could not obliterate that she was still late for almost fifteen minutes. She sighed in frustration before finally halting at the front of Descartes Company to compose her nerves before entering through the access.With that settled, she strode past everyone and went straight into the threshold, but suddenly she bumped into someone's chest, compelling herself to emit an undignified squeak."Oh my gosh! Why don't you watch where you're going, moron!" Madeleine clamored with utmost exasperation as she glanced up to see who she had run into. And then she saw a man— a bewitching man clad in a black professional suit with his arms crossed over his broad chest while looking at her with a very annoyed expression which did nothing to appease Madeleine's sentiment. He may be exquisite from the way of his outfit and his face; Madeleine was still upset for bu
"Small world, Ms. Grumpy." Madeleine felt extreme embarrassment as she recollected how she called him a moron. That was the most unpleasant thing she'd ever done to someone superior to her. 'Seriously? I called this man a moron right inside of his own company?' She blamed herself but still strived to stay calm in front of him. Not now that she doesn't have the right to be coarse again, or else the CEO will kick her out of this place for sure. And she doesn't want that to ensue. "I-I'm sorry, Sir... I didn't mean to be rude to you a while ago." "Understood. You're avoiding being late, aren't you?" he asked, staring at her lips like he wanted to kiss them. "Yes, S-sir..." Madeleine trailed off. "But you were already late that time, weren't you?" he pressed. Madeleine swallowed thickly. This man sure could be intimidating if he wanted to be. Nevertheless, he did look somewhat enticing too. She nodded slightly before averting her gaze toward her feet and mumbled something incoheren
"Don't look at me too long 'cause you're so beautiful. I'm afraid I forgot you were my assistant for a minute there." "You'll get used to it, Sir. You'll see me every day." There was a fervor moment between them after Madeleine said those words. It was apparent how they felt, how their eyes sealed and held each other until they conveyed their farewells. Just a few minutes when Madeleine vamoosed the room, leaving the CEO standing still, dumbstruck by the woman's beauty and just the thought of her gave a smile on his lips. And that was the first time a woman managed to bring him such feelings of attraction. He didn't know why but she left the most vivid impressions in his mind. MANY hours finally went out, and Madeleine decided to visit her best friend, Steffi. "Seriously, girl? The CEO of Descartes Company interviewed you?" Steffi was surprised that her best friend got to see the man— one of their town's most famous and affluent people. "Oh, please!" Madeleine chortled even more
"How much money do you need right now? Be precise.""U-hmm… what do you mean by that, Sir?" Madeleine queried, clearly confused as she endeavored to understand his reason."You heard me, Ms. Nevia."She swallowed hard, still trying to figure out the root of why he suddenly asked her that. She looked away in embarrassment."You're not going to tell me how much money you need, are you?""I think… not." She looked back at him and gave him a confusing gaze. "I can take care of myself, Sir.""Are you telling me that you can't answer my question, Ms. Nevia? But I thought you'll do everything I said? And that includes answering me directly.""Well— I need a lot of money for my mom's treatment..." she explained slowly as she "A lot, Sir."Hearing those words softened his heart, so he immediately took the cheque from his wallet and offered it to her."Here," he spoke sternly, his voice showing nothing but concern toward her. "Take this."She stared at him in incredulity at that moment, feeling