"Punish me, Sir. I permit you to punish me for every rule I have broken. But please don't revoke the deal," she pleaded sincerely as she entwined her hands.As he observed her serious countenance, he didn't anticipate the words to flee her lips. It softened his heart; however, he didn't divulge his sentiments and just respired. "Once your words are spoken, my hand shall not be withdrawn from this contract. Your punishment will begin now."She shut her eyes and inhaled. Then she took a moment before glancing at him again. He was still watching her eyes intensely, clearly affected by her presence. If he will be honest, he wanted her lips. He wanted to make it wet, touch her just like what happened yesterday, but then he didn't want to become obsessed with this woman because obsession had once wrecked his career, and he didn't want that to ensue again."I will accept the punishment, Sir. But please tell me what exactly your punishment is.""You'll be staying at my house tonight. So you'l
"If you'd like me to be specific, I've done much more intimate things to another woman, something that the average person could not even imagine. But that was just a part of my life that I don't treasure. 'Cause entertaining means nothing." TWO hours have gone by after their conversation, and Madeleine could not help but feel discomfited upon hearing his boss' utterances earlier. She'd been endeavoring to fetch her somnolence in hopes that everything was just a dream when she opened her eyes. The way he explained that he's not fond of any girls, including her, surprised her because that's frankly inconceivable. She thought her beauty could mesmerize him, but she was utterly wrong. She must stop assuming her charm could allure the billionaire; it's too impossible. Perhaps she was just a mucky trash who belonged to nothing but herself. She wanted to ask for further information regarding his profound identity; however, she knew very well that she was just a personal assistant with the
"Because I pity the hell out of people like you. That's all, Madeleine. Don't think you're special because you're good-looking. You mean nothing to me."AGGRAVATED was the only emotion that kept consuming Connor Harrington since he discovered that one of his employees had betrayed him."How did you fucking let that stupid man steal our files?!" Connor screamed as he threw his hands in the air and paced back and forth across his office, making everyone inside cringe, afraid of being on the receiving end of his outburst. He could feel his blood boiling underneath his skin and felt so much abhorrence toward the person accountable for letting his employee go without giving retribution."You are responsible for this, Mrs. Querva, right?"Mrs. Querva nodded as she held her hands together in front of herself in a prayer pose. She knew that if she spoke up against Connor, she would be thrown off this position within the next week, and she didn't want that to ensue."I-I'm sorry, Mr. Harringt
"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