CHAPTER FIFTY-FIVE*Her Safe Haven*He almost choked on his drink.Wait let me take that back.He actually choked on his drink.He clamped a hand over his mouth, roaring with a cough that the whites of his eyes turned pink.Alarmed, Janice sprung up from her seat and ran to his side."Are you alright Dad?!" She wrapped her hands around his elderly shoulders."Let me get you water, immediately!" He shook his head slowly, gripping her arm. "No, it's fine. My wine will do the trick.""Are you sure? It is not good for your health, Dad. Let me get you some warm water. Hold on.", unsure, she insisted.He sighed in resignation. She smiled at him and rubbed his shoulders soothingly. " I will be back in a jiffy." She retreated to the kitchen and he could hear the tap starts running.In a short time, she returned with a glass of water and handed it to him. He grasped the glass of water gently and raised it to his lips, taking a sip at first and finishing it with a gulp. He let out a deep A
CHAPTER FIFTY-SIX*Hannah Spikes*MegaBlaze Advertising Company Limited is the leading company in the advertising industry. The building of the company was a sleek spire of gleaming sapphire that pierced the clouds located in the bubbling city of central London.A taxi cab pulled up in the crib in front of the company's building. A tall lady clad in a simple sheath dress and pump heels slide out of the taxi cab, a bag clutched in her hands as she hurriedly pushed through the revolving glass door into the lobby. The receptionist, a red-haired lady with big black eyes staring at her as she briskly walked in, smiled at her pleasantly."Good Morning, Miss Spikes!", she greeted warmly as her hands were ghosting on the computer keyboard keys."Hello there, Eva. Is the Boss already in?" She asked, leaning her hand on the desk. Probably to steady her throbbing legs from the little marathon she did a few minutes ago.If the boss is in the office, then she's so screwed! He had phoned her yeste
CHAPTER FIFTY-SEVEN*An afterlife where your sexual fantasies are fulfilled to the very letter*Mr Cross Hopkins, her boss and executive director of the leading and most distinguished advertising company in London and abroad. He's extremely charming, sophisticated, suave of course and a philanderer plus he has this carefree attitude. Are all Americans like this? Because he's so good at it. So good at sweeping her woman off her feet at the slightest touch in the right places. Even his piercing stares can send you into the afterlife if you're not careful. Don't get me wrong. I don't mean it literally. What I meant was An afterlife where your sexual fantasies are fulfilled to the very letter. He's a man of his game. And she has no intention of taking part in his senseless games.Cross was a man who rarely looked anything less than absolutely gorgeous on any day of his life.There he was, lounging majestically on the leather chair, his long muscular legs crossed together, propping them
CHAPTER FIFTY-EIGHT*I want you, Hannah*"I want you, Hannah." His voice was low and guttural.The silkiness of his handsome voice left her breathless and devoid of thought.She swallowed hard as her breathing became ragged, and her chest was heaving in rhythm to his own.Janice may be right. Her body wants this man but her heart doesn't. What a contradiction in one body, the two fighting for dominance. Which will take over? Her body or her heart? Or her brain even?"Let me have you, Hannah and I will let you off the hook, I swear. You will not lose your job. Just let me fuck you. Anything you want, I will give you. Just name it." He said against her hair as he kissed her neck softly, sending shockwaves bolting through every fibre of her being. She gasped softly and swallowed again.Think idiot! He's trying to blackmail you.She will have to push him away if she wants to think properly. His every touch and kiss is adversely affecting her thinking faculty. But a part of her doesn't w
CHAPTER FIFTY-NINE*He has been stalking her?! * "And I knew you have been lying to me, Hannah. I have evidence." He rasped in her ears, causing her to gasp.What does he know? What evidence? Or could it be he has been stalking her?What could he possibly be getting at here? Her mind was running in a spiral of anxious thoughts. She was jumbled.She managed to croak out, "what are you talking about?"He chuckled as he returned to his seat and slumped into it, releasing a deep sigh.She swallowed thickly as she stood watching him. "The last time I begrudgingly gave you an off day what did you tell me?" He quizzed, his eyes piercing hers as he clasped both of his hands on his desk.She gulped. What is he trying to get at here? She licked her lips before she responded. "I told you that my mother was ill. Why did you ask?" She shrugged.He chuckled as a sly smile tugged at the corner of his lips."I ask again, Hannah, do you take me as a fool? Do you think I would believe you? Why di
CHAPTER SIXTY*Serves him right!*A satisfied smirk creep across his face as he leaned backwards, settling into his chair. He proceeded to clasp his hands together again as his cool and assessing gaze continues to scan her features."The meeting has been rescheduled to 2 pm because I have an important matter to attend to. During the meeting, we will be launching preparations for our upcoming contract with a top lingerie manufacturing company to help them market and advertise their products. I want you to be in charge of this in my stead. This means you will be super busy for the next two weeks. Is that understood?" He demanded, staring at her intensely.She clamped her lips briefly together and nodded slowly.Oh no! What about Janice's vacation trip?!They were supposed to go together next week!Damn it! He's already pissed off and asking for another permission in this circumstance will not be accepted. How would she break this news to her best friend? She won't be happy about it.
CHAPTER SIXTY-ONE*Speak of the Devil, Breda!*Serves him right! She will not give him the satisfaction of getting his way with her. That's right! She loves to see the defeat in his eyes. His ego was clearly hurt!A self-conceited monster like him needs a reminder from time to time that they simply cannot get whatever they want anytime they want. They absolutely think money is the solution to all of their problems. What a joke!He cleared his throat and licked his lips again. His eyes were hooded and intent on hers.She remained standing.He glanced at his wristwatch and sprung up from his chair, buttoning his jacket properly as he straightened his broad shoulders. He was much taller than her about 6 feet tall. He was hovering over her as his midnight eyes glinted."Well, business calls. I should be going. Good thing I don't have to tell spell out your job for you. Now get back to work and leave my sight!" He bellowed.She lit her lower lip to roar back at him.What a total jerk! Sh
CHAPTER SIXTY-TWO*Fuck bodies with no commitments*She watched her receding back with resentment flushing through her.Dear lord, she had never hated anyone more than she hates that slut!She bit her lower lip and swallowed.She had the guts to threaten her like that. How dare she?! Well, she can't blame her, after all, she's willing to kiss his ass to get in his good books and win him over at any cost. Even to get on his bed. They probably already fucked. Trust, Cross the playboy to get whatever he wants. The sex must have been good though... Aggressive and steamy hot! Breda seems like the rough-handler type. It must have been her lucky day indeed.Snap outta it, Hannah! She chided herself mentally, feeling embarrassed with herself for thinking like that.Wait a damn minute. what is this sudden heaviness lingering in her chest?She pressed her palm against her chest.It can't possibly be 'jealously ' is it?Absolutely no freaking way! Why would she be jealous of that slut? And b