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13| That was it
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Loved by Mr. President 14| One condition
Darian Woods"Moriah," I muttered, and she stared at me, startled.One thing I would not have believed even if I was told at any point earlier than this, was that I was going to meet Moriah not just in Carlton city but in Peng Technology, a company I had my eyes on. While she stayed with me, she was a staunch housewife that did not even step out into the outside world frequently. The workers did most of the shopping duties, and then she was left inside, suffocating in the locked walls of my mansion.My little mind refused to accept she was a staff there, so I raised my chin to her. Squinting my eyes, "what are you doing here?" I asked. After all, there were cases of people who went about trying to gum themselves to CEO's of big companies. I for one, have experienced it in the major part of my life. Besides, why did she have to jump, I thought internally with my eyes taking me to the window that was opened far above."Miss. Moriah," Mr. Gun called out, and I turned my face to him. Was
Loved by Mr. President 15| His crazy condition 1
Coming to face with Darian was one terrible thing that happened to me. I could feel my body shiver, and the hair on my skin stand from the emotions that rushed through me. How I got locked in the closet, I had no idea. But I was definitely going to address that issue later. Struggling for so long to open the door, without any help coming through, and my phone left behind in the conference room, I had no other option rather than to jump. My eyes caught hold of an open window inside the closet that was wide enough to accommodate a person that did not have so much body weight. A person likes me.After maneuvering my way around the walls of the toilet, and jumping down to the next room which was the tech room. My eyes came to face with Darian's.His cold, aloof expression was still the same, with no hope that he had become a better man. I could see the contempt that quickly gathered in his eyes on seeing me, and I had no other option but to raise my head low, avoiding his gaze.The co
Loved by Mr. President 16| His crazy condition 2
“I tried my best to open it but I couldn’t. After contemplating on what to do, I decided to go through the window which led to the tech room. I finally got out, only to see Darian staring at me…” I explained to Jane, visibly exhausted. I took a deep breath, once again. Jane refilled my glass with water which I thanked her for and drank before I continued, more like she knew I could consume a drum of water. Who knows the exact amount of fluid I had lost from my escapades away from Darian, and finally coming to face with him? Or was it the part of walking down the streets as I needed to clear my head? Just one reason why Darian was not going to be the cause of my trouble, I endlessly wanted to know.“Both he and my boss, Mr. Gun scolded me for missing the conference meeting. I apologized and tried to explain myself but that asshole wasn’t going to have any of it.”“I apologized to him but he just keeps thinking of making my life miserable. He said he would accept the apology on a cond
Loved by Mr. President 17| Come with me 1
Arriving at Peng Technologies building, with my arms crossed. I had no idea how I wanted to get everything fixed, but I knew I just had to try. It was still early, so my intention was to get the video recording of everything that happened in the conference room, the day before, then write out what he had asked me, and pass it to him.I tilted my wrist again and stared at the watch that displayed the time. It was still a quarter to 5 am, and I only hoped that I will be able to round up everything, and still have time to go over to DARS Corporation and submit the paperwork at Darian's office before 6:30 am.Though inwardly, the possibility of finishing everything before that time was almost zero. My brain was mocking me about how I will be made to go through some punishments from Darian, and I just kept on shutting the thoughts away.Hurriedly, I stepped down from my car, dragging my bag that lay on the passenger seat. I did not even have the opportunity to wear the stiletto heels that
Loved by Mr. President 18| Come with me 2
We arrived at Mr. Gun's office, just after walking for few minutes. The walk was not a long one, but I was nervous.On getting there, he flashed a smile at me before walking to his desk.I stood there rather impatiently, as I was in a hurry to get Darian's work done.I knew that there was no way I could meet up. It was the obvious thing. But maybe somehow, getting the work started could give my worried heart a little calm as it was racing endlessly.Mr. Gun moved to his cupboard that was placed at the side of the room, and came back with a file.I almost cursed under my breath wondering what assignment he wanted to give me, and if my day could get less hectic.Inside of me, I felt that Mr. Gun and Darian had made it their intention to frustrate me, and I just prayed that I will survive it somehow."Take this," he said. His hands were stretched out while he looked at me with a smile.Now, not just that he was adding stress to me, he also was smiling about it."Okay, Sir... Mr. Gun," I
Loved by Mr. President 19| Adrian... Who?
Darian WoodsPushing Moriah against the wall, her skin still felt as soft as I could remember after all these years.It made my body stand at attention and I hated how I responded to her. How her scent still remained the same.Soft and innocent. Meant to conquer. Meant to consume.Her eyes widened with fear and annoyance, a bit of defiance present that I had not seen before and it made me curious.The Moriah I knew had never had a backbone before. What had happened in all those years that she was not within my grasp?"Repeat what you just said to me again, Moriah!" I yelled in her face and when she cowered, refusing to look up at me, I smiled.There she was. Moriah the little lamb. Just as I remembered."There you are, softie. Still as timid and weak as I remember you. You could never hold your own against me, do you remember?" I taunted even as my body betrayed me and leaned into her softness, my nose yearning to find the crook of her neck to find out if she truly still used that sa
Loved by Mr. President 20| You are Selfish!
Darian WoodsHer paranoia was gradually creeping to me, but I refused to yield to her infantile tricks.'Could she be trying to make me jealous? Who was this Adrian she kept muttering?' I asked myself, clearly offended that she spoke another man's name casually in my presence.I was tempted, almost pressured into asking her to tell me who this Adrian was, but I realized that would only mean submitting to her game. She was out to make me miss her even more, but Darian Woods was not a man who bent to the wills of women.Especially not women like Moriah who couldn't even raise a finger to stand up for themselves.'That's true!' My mind screamed, 'Moriah was spineless, what kind of man would even consider having her as a partner?' Adrian was just a character in one of her cooked up fantasies of having a normal relationship.I shook my head mentally, realizing that I had fallen for her misleading acts in more ways than I had imagined. Here I was worrying about another man instead of thinki
Loved by Mr. President 21| My Whole life still Adrian
I wiped away the tears that had clouded my eyes before flagging down a taxi. It was already weird enough that I was coming out from Darian's office, I couldn't let one of these local paparazzi catch me off guard.If any of them caught me crying while walking out of Darian's company, then it was going to make a huge headline the next day. And honestly, I wanted to keep a low profile and keep myself far away from anything concerning Darian. He was a monster. And with what I know, beasts and man weren't meant to cohabit the same ecological plane.I was lucky I hadn't applied make up before coming out this morning. I couldn't imagine how I would have looked if I had mascara smeared all over my face. I wouldn't be able to hide my tears from a six year old, talk less of trained stalkers who could smell emotions and a good story from miles away."Drive please" I urged the cab driver shutting him off from asking me what was wrong. I understood he was only trying to be caring, but if he had su
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