Just as Sly decided to order lunch, James returned with a packed lunch for all of them. The trio ate in silence, after which James bid the couple farewell and left to continue his duties concerning the venue.
During the remaining hours of the day, Monica had fished out six more companies. However, since Sly hadn't given any verdict concerning it, she couldn't tell the sensibility of her discovery.
The sun began to set and soon, the night returned. Monica's first day at work wasn't a joke. She was extremely exhausted. All she needed was good food, a hot shower, and a peaceful sleep but Sly had other plans when they reached the villa.
They went to their separate rooms to shower before meeting downstairs for dinner and were served salmon salad. Unknown to Monica, this was Sly favorite. Meanwhile, she couldn't tell because she enjoyed it as much as he did. Just as she thought of retiring to bed, Sly said something that made her fr
His lips were on hers. Her body craved him as much as he craved her. She ran her fingers through his hair, deepening the kiss each time. Sly mourned in her mouth as if he would never stop, and neither did she show any resistance, merely urging him on and on. She gave no thought about it and was completely lost in the moment. She enjoyed every tinge of pleasure and was disappointed when Sly pulled away."Thank you."'Why is he thanking me?' She was nervous, her cheeks burning as veins of blood continued running to fill it."Don't get me wrong Monica, your presence has brought light into my life, this villa, and our business. In case you didn't know before, I appreciate it," Sly confessed. His compliment rendered her speechless.*******The next few days were busier than expected. The more Monica dug, the more lapses popped up and the more Sly was agitated. The company was making so much profit but this di
"Mr. Welbeck, can you double-check this account? This company seems to have something to do with these four," she said solemnly, pushing the document closer to Mr. Welbeck.Monica pretended to not hear Mr. Welbeck's question. She did not want to raise any red flags at the moment but answering his question was something that could give her away. What reason could she give for not meeting Sly's family? From the way Mr. Welbeck spoke and how highly Sly recommended him as the best to train her, she knew that he would know Sly's family personality and any lie would instantly be detected.Weighing the pros and cons, she chose the path of distraction which seemed to have worked. Mr. Welbeck's expression darkened and his face seemed to have drained of color. Since it was almost lunchtime, she made an excuse to go for lunch, leaving the pale Mr. Welbeck.As soon as she stepped out, Mr. Welbeck made a call. The voice of a woman sounded at the end of the line."It must be
Monica was embarrassed at Gertrude's direct question but she was still honest. The only person who could understand her situation and give her candid advice was Gertrude. "I think so," her voice was almost a whisper.Gertrude felt Genuine pity for her bestie. She had wished that Sly would be the love-stricken one. Never had she expected Monica to be the one, even though she knew Monica was vulnerable. Right now, she could only wish that Sly loved her the same. She won't be able to take it if Monica got hurt in this game of love."You haven't told him, right?Monica pursed her lips, as she forced back the tears that were threatening to fall. "No, how can I? I'm not dumb. I just haven't felt for anyone, the way I feel for him and I don't think he feels the same way about me and that hurts," she let out."It's good you haven't told him," Gertrude encouraged, pushing back strands of silky hair from her face. "That way, you wouldn't be vulnerable. This is the
A month passed within a twinkle of an eye and Sly was still not back. Not only that, he had refused to let Monica know when he had planned to return. James had sent Monica an email with pictures of the venue for the event. She could tell that this event was going to be twice bigger than the previous one. If she couldn't face the former, how could she handle this one? Fear and panic began to tingle and prickle her like needles.The worst was the fact that this was going to be a garden event which not only increased her panic but also made her uneasy. James had settled on the garden because of the number. The hotel used before was the biggest in the capital and had the biggest hall which was still not large enough to welcome top and start-up businessmen and women from across the world. Now that they were going to have more guests, James had settled on the garden behind the hotel which was twice the size of the hall.Monica instantly felt panic waves at the mere thought of
Monica's head began to throb with a probing pain, following the series of events that had transpired in a single day. Even Sly's personal driver Eric, was taken aback when given the instruction to change direction from the villa. He broke out in cold sweat under the air conditioner. He knew that Sly wouldn't take it kindly if he found out about the change in direction. His job was at stake here, therefore he couldn't help asking why."There's an emergency at home and I have to see my father now," Monica exclaimed as a matter of urgency. Eric knew that Monica carried as much authority as Sly and couldn't disobey her orders too. Confusion rolled in his eyes as he tried to explain the situation."Mr. Norman left strict orders concerning your movement. Do you mind if I inform him?""Feel free," Monica said with a shrug. Eben dialed Sly's number over and over but could not reach him."The line is not connecting, Mrs. Norman," he said, as he tried to draw Monica's
During Monica's caged life in her family, this firm decision by her father would have silenced her vision. However, at this point, she was capable of making her own decision. To her, the right thing was at least ensuring that Sly had received his inheritance. Witnessing how hard he worked, she wasn't going to sit back to watch him lose it all. For the first time, she meandered through her father's fury and firm resolve. She has never felt this confident in her decision and her heart did not waver."I am not a child dad. I have the right to make my own decisions. I will stay married to Sly until he gets his inheritance and that is final."Her utterance did not only surprise the parties involved but also created an uncomfortable suspicion which Kyle couldn't help but speak bluntly about."Monica, are you in love with him?" He grimaced with disgust and Monica's courage almost weakened. However, her voice was still firm."Yes but I know he doesn't lov
Monica's heart race had increased instantly. Her stomach began to flutter like a thousand butterflies pushing air under their wings. She was frozen to the spot and appeared to be in some kind of daze. The tissues in her brain had begun to process Elsie's words. No matter how she paired the pieces together, it was practically impossible. She would have to see him to believe what Elsie just said. She sauntered out of her door and stopped in front of Slys'. Elsie was still covered with her sinister grin as she strode away, leaving Monica immersed in her thoughts. She thought against knocking on the door since it would be inappropriate because they were deemed to act as married. She gently turned the doorknob, instantly blinded by darkness and the cold breeze emanating from the air conditioner. 'He must be sleeping. I would come back later.' Immediately she turned to leave, a deep growl resonated with her name."Monica!"She turned around just as
Monica studied Sly's features under the dimly lit luxurious bedroom. After she was certain that Sly wasn't joking, she spoke."I can't sleep here. I have to go to my room."Sly sighed. He understood Monica's worry but he also had a point. "There are a dozen maids in this house. How do you prove to them that we are married? Your husband returned after two and half months and you are both sleeping in separate rooms? Even a kid would start getting suspicious. It's only sleep okay? Nothing more."Monica facepalmed in embarrassment. "Let me go shower and change into something comfortable," she said, as she tried to hide her embarrassment."Use my bathroom and wear any of my shirts. It's long enough to cover your thighs," Sly immediately said. He seemed to have everything figured out.Without another word, she went to shower and slipped on one of Sly's t-shirts. Of course, it carried his comforting fragrance. Monica crept into the bed gently, thinking S