LOGINZara Langford
My phone almost slipped from my hands. What the hell!! The fucking bastard. I gazed at the text messages again and my teeth slammed together. The text reads: “Don't forget to set your damn alarm. I don't wanna lose a flight because of your carelessness.” “And yes dump those heels if you don't know the proper way to use them, I don't want reporters making headlines about my personal assistant breaking a leg while climbing down the plane steps” The fuck! Who the fuck does he think he is? Asking me to set my alarms simply because I was late on my first day? What a prick! A fucking asshole! Sucker! “Damn it, Declan!” I screamed, and I tossed my phone over the bed. Running my fingers through my hair. He is acting just like my father—Bossy… demanding… behaving as if I'm his property. My room door closed with a thud. My neck turned towards the door. And there she was… Natalie. I sighed. Can she ever knock? Natalie doesn't understand what privacy really is. I keep wondering if her hand will break if she ever knocks on it. I closed my eyes and opened them again and she was already sitting beside me on the bed. “Natalie?” “Yes, Princess Zara,” she replied, blinking her lashes repeatedly. Her way of always playing innocent, like she didn't do anything. “Remind me again why we are still friends” How I survived this girl till now is what still amazes me. She has been my best friend since my childhood days. “Well… “she placed two fingers on her forehead pretending to be deep in thought. “Because you love me so much and you definitely can't do without me” And I hate to admit it, but she is right. She has been an amazing friend. Staying with me through my darkest. “How many times do I have to remind you to knock before finding your way into my room?” I inquired and she totally ignored me going for my phone which I pulled out of her reach. She pouted. gave me those puppy-dog eyes that usually melt me. But definitely not this time. “What if I were naked, Natalie?” She burst out laughing. So loud that it was getting into my skin. She placed her hands on her mouth trying to muffle her laughter back in. Does she think this is funny? There is nothing funny about this? “Wait..” she held out her arm. She stood up, coming to stand in front of me. “Naked? Like naked, naked?” She asked, trying to swallow back another laugh. Okay, this is no longer funny. “Yes, naked” She scoffs. Walked over to the closet, rummaged through it, and returned with something she was hiding behind her back. What is she up to this time? Hope not another lingerie incident? She stood a few inches from where I sat. Cleared her throat and smiled widely at me. Okay, now this is getting scary. I stretched my neck trying my best to see if I could see what she was hiding behind her back. She shifted the direction before my eyes caught sight of it. “Not so fast, beautiful.” She moved to the side, preventing me from having a further peek. Now she has my full attention. Can she just let the cat out of the bag already? “You are complaining about me bumping into you naked, right?” she asked, her face looking serious for the first time today. I nodded, sitting up. Finally, we are getting somewhere. “How about you worry about me telling your date I have bumped into you playing with this down there” she purred her eyes moving down to my lap. Playing down there? My eyes went down to my lap, and they literally increased thrice in size as the realization of what she meant hit me. Wait, what! “What!” My ass shot up from the bed but she held two fingers that looked like the shape of a gun which made me freeze dead on my track. Shit! Natalie is enjoying this! Using our freeze signal on me. The two fingers in the shape of a gun are a signal we use to signal to ourselves which means “freeze” No matter where you are you must obey the signal. It's a rule we made, and it has been fun. Until now. “Good girl” she grinned and my fist clenched into a fist. This girl will be the death of me. She has bumped into me countless times satisfying myself with toys. She pulled out a thick curved purple vibrator—the kind with one fat end for inside and a smaller clit stimulator on the other. She waved it teasingly in front of my face. My chest was rising. What if I just break the rules? Just this once. “Don't even think about it” Natalie advised, like she knew what was going through my head. Maybe she does. She knows me inside out. My head was thudding. Keep it cool Zara. Breathe. In. Out. “Recognized this? Of course yes you will… You used them last night” she laughed, going to sit on the bed without unfreezing me. “Natalie, I swear I'll kill you” I said through gritted teeth, turning my neck to see her sitting on the bed with her legs crossed. God! How did I even agree to the rules in the first place? It has always been useful… but right now... It is totally useless. “How about I just tell Declan how you used them… in detail” she smirked, thumbing the power button of the vibrator. And the powerful buzz sound from it echoed around the room! Damn it! “Please, just unfreeze me… I'm not up for your games tonight” I pleaded, my legs are already tired and would stop carrying my weight if I don't sit. She dropped the vibrator on the bed… folded her hands on her knees, her head tilted to the side with a raised brow. “What did you say?” I sighed. She knows how to get me. How to fucking push my buttons! “I said you should please unfreeze me…. I'm feeling sleepy and I have a flight to catch tomorrow morning” I said, exhaling deeply. “With your man, and I can't afford to be late again. Your choice of heels already almost made me get chewed out.” I quickly added, knowing that involving Declan's name would do the magic. And just like I predicted. Her lips stretched into a smile. Her eyes looked all dreamy. She exhaled softly with a bright smile. “unfreeze… You can leave the spot” she said standing up from the bed like she already knew the next thing I would do. And yes… whatever she was thinking in that head is right. I'll definitely have her head tonight. She needs to have a taste of her own medicine. Before I could turn my head she was already out of my room leaving my door wide ajar. Natalie is really a pain in the ass. I'll miss her during these three days with He-devil. I fell on my bed… and my mind went to the text messages. Asshole. Why do I feel I'd regret being his date? Are we gonna act like real couples? Whatever the answer may be… I can't wait to find out. Three days. One devil. The time is ticking. Tick tock.Declan Voss I gazed down at my wristwatch for the umpteenth time. I'm supposed to be at the airport now. Zara. Where the hell is she? She is gradually trying to keep a record as a latecomer. I paced to and fro in my office. I took the telephone from my office desk and made a call to my receptionist. “Have you seen, Zara?” “Yes sir, she is coming towards your office now… she should be there in 2… “I hung up before she could complete her words. And almost immediately, the door burst open. Zara froze immediately and she saw my standing figure. Her eyes darted to her wristwatch, she exhaled. “Good morning sir” she greeted, clutching her tablet closer to her chest with some files in her other hand. I looked at her from the hair on her head to her feet. My eyes paused on her feet. A red killer stilettos. The under is thinner and longer than the previous one. Is she fucking kidding me right now? Appearing on stilettoes that are far thinner than yesterday's. Didn't she get my
Zara LangfordMy phone almost slipped from my hands.What the hell!!The fucking bastard. I gazed at the text messages again and my teeth slammed together.The text reads:“Don't forget to set your damn alarm. I don't wanna lose a flight because of your carelessness.”“And yes dump those heels if you don't know the proper way to use them, I don't want reporters making headlines about my personal assistant breaking a leg while climbing down the plane steps”The fuck!Who the fuck does he think he is? Asking me to set my alarms simply because I was late on my first day?What a prick! A fucking asshole!Sucker!“Damn it, Declan!” I screamed, and I tossed my phone over the bed. Running my fingers through my hair.He is acting just like my father—Bossy… demanding… behaving as if I'm his property.My room door closed with a thud. My neck turned towards the door. And there she was… Natalie.I sighed.Can she ever knock?Natalie doesn't understand what privacy really is.I keep wondering if h
Zara Langford His voice dropped to a whisper, colder this time. “You will cease being a Langford…” My hands instinctively went to my chest with a feigned downcast look. “Ouch! I'm so pained” I said mockingly making sure he caught the sarcasm. This is actually getting more fun. “No, Victor… I disagree with that, she is your daughter… If you need something you ask nicely, not threatening to disown her” mum chipped in… Go mum! This is the first time she said something in my favour without caring about a shit. I stood up. Picked up my purse. I walked straight to where Dad sat. I lowered to his ear “I wanna see you try, Dad” I chuckled loud enough for Matthew to also hear. “It's not just a business trip… I'm his date” I added with a laugh. I straightened up and observed the look on their faces. Dad looked more thrown off guard. His eyes are so wide I fear they will pop out of their socket. Matthew choked on his glass of water. Mum's fingers were frozen on her spoon.
Declan Voss “No Zara… I don't need an escort. Be… my date” The office fell silent. She turned to the left, to the right, and then to the back. Her eyes returned to me. Thump! Thump! Thump! My heart wouldn't stop beating against my chest. My folded palms became sweaty. “I... sh… should be your date?” she stammered. “Yes,” I said, turning to the folder piled up on my desk. I picked up a file and pretended to read it. “For three days,” I added If there is one thing that doesn't go down well with me, it is being told no for an answer. And with the look in her eyes, I'm going to be told a No. “Are you going to say something or have you suddenly gone dumb?” I asked. My eyes searched hers. “That wasn't part of the contract I signed” she said flatly— with a look in her eyes that says ‘this is ridiculous’ She is right. This wasn't written in the contract that the HR emailed her. “I will pay you, Zara,” I said, dropping the file. Locking my eyes with hers, I said, “You can just
Zara LangfordI paused on my track. God not now!I pushed the door open, totally ignoring the loud ringing, and walked out. I knew taking that call would get me more worked up.Right now, I need to focus on delivering these files successfully and hoping He-devil won't find any fault in any of them.Working extra hours on these files could make me go insane. I was about to open the door to Declan's office. When a Figure waved at me, from the entrance of the hallway. I waved back and waited for the figure to come closer. I didn’t fail to notice the red heels clicking on the floor softly.Oh, it's a woman. She looks like she is in her thirties. The heels she was putting on, adding dangerously to her tall figureJust when I thought everyone in this company was a cold jerk like their boss. But someone was nice enough to have waved. The secretary I met earlier at the reception didn't leave a nice impression.“Good afternoon” The woman smiled broadly. “The new personal assistant, right?”A
Zara LangfordMy hands curled into a tight fist. I literally feel my face flushed.I released my fist. Take a breath. Zara, breathe.My cold stare remained on Declan. Asking me to make coffee twice didn't go well with me.Who the hell is this man? God, how I wished to punch his smug face harder. He is doing this on purpose. Sadly, I can't prove it. But there’s something about the way he kept arching his brow. “Making a coffee shouldn't be that hard…you are a Langford, and Langfords are known for making things right” he smirked evilly.Trying to use my family to get to me Mister? It's not gonna work.I exhaled. Took the mug from the desk. Wanting nothing more than to pour the remaining coffee on him and smash the mug against his face. “I'll try making it right this time, sir” I said drawing the ‘sir’. My grip on the mug tightened.No wonder, no assistant lasted a month in this company. He keeps changing them like clothes.Declan, two can play this game of frustration. Just you wait







