Going out with a man like you? Probably Not?"
Aaron didn't know why his boss had just told him something like this, maybe he didn't intend to go out with his employees and as for his bosses, Jaïna would be double his age in a few years, he really didn't see who he was going to have a relationship with. Hilary? Ah! This little one!Even if he pretended to ignore her, he had clearly seen how she looked at him this morning. With disgust? No, far from that.He was certain to have perceived a glimmer of desire in her eyes but was not certain.Even if it was forbidden, Aaron went to a corner to smoke a cigarette.The skull tightened, the breathing short; the blood crossed his skull in waves. Burning when he thought about what had happened the day before: his ex, Maïté had come to beg him, twenty minutes after Andro's departure, to get back with him after all these months of absence and as he was in need, he had taken the opportunity to calm his libido. What was surprising that night was that every kidney stroke, every kiss and caress was a kind of dedication to Hilary since he issued them thinking only of her.This little girl was able to make his life a hell since his arrival, which was not even a week old, she was already troubling his thoughts.In any case, he would surely have a serious discussion with Maïté in order to clarify everything.“Did you isolate yourself to smoke? I should have guessed so.”Not wanting to go anywhere, Hilary only wanted to get his attention. She wanted to harm him. After taking about ten minutes to look for him, she found himself alone, isolated, smoking.After spending a few minutes observing him, she slowly approached him until he saw her.“Do you want me to take you somewhere?”She was looking for an answer deep in her thoughts because she was still not going to tell him that she was keeping an eye on him.“Going out with a man like you?Surely not.” She said with annoyance.“A man as handsome and as cute, do you mean?”I assume that you prefer guys who are difficult to watch.She did not answer, no man had dared to stand up to her to this day. She could destroy him with the money and power,as her father who owns several companies in the country and Aaron knew it very well so what was he playing?“As you continue to brag about yourself you’ll end up carrying yourself like a fool. Let me remind you that beauty is relative so if you are beautiful in the eyes of your conquests, not mine in any case.”She wanted to leave but he took her by the arm and pulled her towards him, Hilary landed directly on his chest. Arming herself with courage, she raised her head and looked at his beautiful face, his beautiful eyes and never thought she would have seen them so close one day but would still have preferred it to be in other circumstances.“You wouldn't like to be one of my conquests?”His voice had become hard and his look dark, she opened her lips and then closed them because no sound wanted to come out, she was tetanized with his lips very close to hers. Very close.….Arming herself with courage, she quickly got rid of his grip without forgetting to slap him and went as far away as possible so that he did not notice the effects of his touch on her body.Once in her room, she thought about the man's contact with her skin. Had he noticed the effects he had on her? Her trembling? She had no idea and would prefer him not to notice anything. Why not tell everything to her father; without forgetting to add that he smoked when it was completely forbidden by the rules?Surely not,because he would think it was still one of her lies in order to have him sent back.As for Aaron, he hid his erection until a servant told him where the employees' toilets were. What if she told her father what had happened? He would be screwed but part of him told him that she wouldn't do it because he clearly saw her shudder. It wasn't his type, he didn't know what had taken him but this little girl deserved a correction and he was in the best position to give her.After a few minutes, he came out of the toilet and readjusted his clothes.As he was going out, Aaron came face to face with Hilary.“I will end up believing that you can't do without my presence.” He said in a mocking tone and that cursed smile he had just displayed. It seems that God created it with his own hands.“Be right, Mr. asshole.”Would they eventually get along? Neither of them knew the answer.Aaron could not let the incident of earlier happen again because they were in the house and someone could hear them. He would never take this risk.“What's going on here?” Says Jaina who had been watching them for about ten minutes wondering until when her daughterwould approve of the fact that she has a driver.“If you can't get along, Aaron will be your father's driver and your father will give you his.” Said Jaina to her daughter since neither of them dared to answer her question.“That old man? No thanks, I still prefer to put up with this idiot.”She really didn't know what she wanted. Exasperated, Jaina sighed and walked away from them in the hope that Aaron would not lose patience one day and give her a good slap. She would hesitate a thousand and once before filing a complaint because Hilary deserved it. Wasn't it their fault for spoiling him too much?“Let's go.” Said Hilary without giving him any instruction.She had no choice but to let him drive her otherwise she would spend her days locked up before the reopening of classes and it was out of the question.“Where?”He asked, taking the front in order to open the door for her.“You will know it on the way idiot and no longer speak to me.”He did not answer, Aaron was sure he had found a way to control her. Which one?We'll know soon.The days that followed were a blur of hospital visits, hushed conversations, and a growing sense of unease. Andro, his body battered but his spirit unbroken, lay in his hospital bed, his eyes focused on the woman who sat by his side, her hand gently clasped in his. Ganaesly, her heart filled with a mixture of love and relief, watched over him, her presence a soothing balm to his wounded soul."Ganaesly," he whispered, his voice raspy, his eyes filled with a deep and abiding love. "Will you marry me?"Ganaesly, her eyes widening in surprise, her heart pounding with a mixture of joy and disbelief, smiled, a radiant smile that lit up her face like a beacon of hope. "Yes, Andro," she whispered, her voice trembling slightly, her tone laced with a mix of love and happiness. "Yes, I will."They embraced, their love for each other a powerful force, a healing balm, a beacon of hope in the midst of the darkness. They had been through so much together, had faced so many challenges, had end
Serena, her heart pounding with a mixture of fear and anger, sat in the backseat of the car, her gaze fixed on the window, her mind racing with a sense of unease. The car was speeding through the night, the headlights cutting through the darkness, the windshield blurring with the onslaught of the night. She didn't know where they were going, what her father had planned, or what awaited her at the end of this perilous journey. "Dad, where are we going?" she asked, her voice a low murmur, her tone laced with a mix of apprehension and desperation. Hilaire, his gaze fixed on the road ahead, his face a mask of stoicism, his hands gripping the steering wheel with a sense of determination, didn't answer her. He was silent, his mind consumed with his escape, his thoughts focused on his survival. He knew that he had to get away, that he had to disappear, that he had to outrun the law. "Dad?" Serena asked again, her voice a low murmur, her tone laced with a hint of urgency. "Please t
The phone call had severed the fragile thread of calm that had held Aaron together. His heart pounded in his chest, his mind racing with a sense of dread. He knew he couldn't waste a moment. Serena was in danger. He had to get to her. He rushed out of his apartment, his feet pounding on the pavement, his mind filled with a sense of urgency. He had to find Hilary, she was the only one who could help him. He needed her help, her understanding, her support. He arrived at the Clintons' house, his breath catching in his throat as he rang the doorbell. He had never been in this house before, never seen it from the outside, never imagined himself standing on the doorstep of this opulent mansion. But now, he was here, driven by a sense of desperation, a sense of urgency, a sense of purpose.Hilary, her heart pounding with a mix of surprise and confusion, opened the door, her eyes widening in disbelief as she saw Aaron standing before her, his face etched with concern, his eyes fil
The opulent hall, once pulsating with a symphony of greed, was now a chaotic whirlwind of panic and fear. The auction, a sinister spectacle of human trafficking, had been abruptly halted by the sudden, unexpected arrival of the police. The air was thick with the scent of fear, a palpable tension that hung heavy in the air, as the attendees, their faces contorted in a mixture of shock and terror, scrambled for the exits.Andro, his eyes scanning the crowd, his mind racing, his heart pounding, saw the police swarming in, their faces determined, their guns drawn, their movements swift and precise. He knew that they had been tipped off, that someone had called them, that their operation had been exposed."We have to get out of here," he said, his voice a low murmur, his tone laced with a sense of urgency. "They're going to shut this place down."Serena, her heart pounding with a mixture of anger and fear, her eyes fixed on the chaos unfolding around them, felt a surge of adrenaline co
Serena, her heart pounding with a mixture of excitement and a sense of apprehension, found herself alone in her hotel room, a sense of isolation and unease washing over her. Her father had just left, his presence lingering in the air, a silent reminder of the danger that surrounded them. He had come to inform her that he was going to work, a clandestine meeting, a secret rendezvous that he couldn't divulge. She had asked if she could accompany him, a desperate plea to be closer to the action, to witness the truth, but he had refused, his gaze cold and distant, his tone laced with a sense of finality.He had left without a word, his bodyguards and his assistant flanking him, their faces obscured by dark sunglasses, their steps purposeful and silent, their movements conveying a sense of urgency and a sense of danger. It was night, the city outside her window a blur of neon lights and shadows, the streets alive with a symphony of sounds that spoke of a hidden world, a world of secret
Days blurred into nights, a relentless cycle of deceit and subterfuge. Serena, consumed by her mission, oscillated between the guise of a dedicated intern and the clandestine pursuit of her father’s secrets. The weight of her betrayal pressed down on her, a constant, gnawing ache in her heart, yet she justified her actions as necessary, a means to an end, a path to justice.One evening, at precisely 8 pm, the doorbell chimed, signaling the arrival of Aaron. He had requested a meeting, a need to speak to Serena, a sense of urgency in his voice that she couldn't ignore.She found him standing in her room, his gaze searching hers, a mixture of concern and passion in his eyes. He reached for her, his touch electrifying, and she surrendered to his embrace, a whirlwind of desire consuming them both. The kiss was a desperate plea for solace, a desperate attempt to find a moment of peace amidst the chaos that consumed their lives.Their bodies intertwined, seeking comfort and connection,