Possessive Over You

They walked into the hall, which by now was filled with Elites and people of The High -Class Society. You'd wonder how the girls gained access to such a party. Well...Evans Edwin had made the ball accessible to all.''Nice man, huh?'' Irene had said when Zee had asked how they'd gain access into the place that would be crowded with the High and Mighty of the country.''And I pray Zee gets her biggest wish granted tonight.'' Mia had said.As they walked into the most talked about place of this exquisite hotel, 'the Grand Floor', the girls were left in a state of awe.''Oh my God!!'' Zee exclaimed when she thought she had recovered a little from the effect the place had on her.''This is more beautiful than pictures say." she said, still astonished at the magnitude of the place and the wealth it exuded. The grand palatial style hall was lit up with expensive chandeliers made out of pure gold, dangling from the roof high above. The walls were made of gold, the floor made of expensive mar

''Oh you're such a fine man." She sang his praise with an expression that told him that this girl was trying to seduce him.Darien's response to that was a grimace. His brows dragged together in surprise. Since he became a man, no one has ever called him fine to his face and this girl was doing just so. Just when he thought he had gotten enough surprises, she did something else that didn't just surprise, but froze him. She caressed his face. Darien's body went rigid at the feel of her hand on taut muscles.''Oh no! no, no, no!'' Zee exclaimed. ''Don't do that, don't frown." She murmured,''Fine men don't frown." She said with a smile, rubbing Darien's brows gently. When they returned to the way they had been earlier, she smiled at him.''There you go, beautiful." She murmured with an intoxicated voice, and one of her brightest smiles that soon faded, giving way to a series of hick-hocks.Darien's eyes turned to one of questioning as he watched her closely. The hick-hock intensified,

''This, Ms. Ling is the ground floor of the building and we call it the interface level. But, it isn't so important.'' Mr. Hau saidZee's eyes popped out of their sockets at his last sentence. 'It isn't so important, and it is furnished with such an amount of wealth. Does this man even know what he is talking about?' She asked her surprised self. and, as if he could hear her thoughts, he said...''Compared to the other floors, this is the least''. He explained. Zee had to look around this floor again to grab a vivid picture of the interface level before stepping into the elevator which was ajar, awaiting her. She needed to have a clear image of it in mind so she could compare them with the other levels when they got there. She needed to see for herself what this pretty man was talking about.The elevator clung open and Zee, who had been patiently waiting, and curiously anticipating to behold those next floors her tourist said was wealth glorified, compared to the interface phase, fell

Darien frowned when he noticed her acting all naive. He knew why she was like this, she had embarrassed him once. Seeing her this shy, in a way, calmed his throbbing heart, so he strolled back to the wall and leaned on it. His eyes never left her.Zee stood there like a statue, thinking of the right thing to do or say to this man.' You should probably apologize. Besides, you had embarrassed him that night.' her mind spoke to her, reminding her that she had promised herself to apologize to him. Although she had never thought she would see him again, and that too at her place of work? and as her boss? How did she not know this man owned this place?' she scolded herself.''Boss!'' she called, taking a step forward. She couldn't somehow get accustomed to the truth that this man was the real boss. She saw the man raise a questioning brow.''I think I owe you an apology. About that night at the party...'' She reminded him. Her face was so innocent, but it still affected Darien as he went n

Darien sat in his office on the swivel chair with his back to the office door, lost in thought as he twirled the seat to face the window."Really, Ms. Ling? An angry bird, that's your impression of me?" A tiny smile crept onto his lips, faintly reflected in his eyes. However, when he recalled how tense she had been, that smirk quickly faded. Is she afraid of me? Why did she wear that expression on her face?That night at his hotel when they first met and she did all those unforgettable things to him, he had considered her brave. But after meeting her again, he understood differently.Lunch HourAs the men exited, Darien remained behind, prompting Zee to wonder if another meeting was in the works. Her disappointment didn't escape his notice, nearly prompting him to laugh. He couldn't help but speculate about her thoughts during the prolonged meeting."Join me, Ms. Ling!" Darien beckoned to the girl standing at the far end of the table. Zee turned and walked toward him, her head held lo