“Yes, boss. Anything else?”
“That’ll be all.”“Okay, boss. Just call if you need me.” Darla said, holding my hand again and pulling me softly to go out.“Paige Miller. Stay here for a bit.” He suddenly said when my foot was already out the door. I swallowed hard and looked at Darla who just shrugged and closed the door, leaving me alone with the hot Callan Montgomery Holden the third who was smirking at me.“So…Paige. I thought you were a bartender.”“And I thought you were just a rich asshole kissing girls all day. Never would’ve peg you for a CEO, boss.”“Hmm… you’re funny. I like you.” Callan chuckled, his smile enough to brighten up the gloomy office.“Please don’t.” I said and he laughed again. He bit his lower lip and I could feel myself wanting to hump him right there on his swiveling chair.“You’re thinking the same thing I am, aren’t you, Paige?”“That I should report you to HR for sexual harassment?”“Ha! Good one but no." he chuckled again before looking serious. "I know you want me too. Right here right now. I can feel you getting hot, wet and ready to for me.”“From the way you kissed me, last night? Sorry, but not interested at all. Besides, I'm married.” I lied knowing all too well he can easily ask for my file. I realized I was being stupid and reckless when I remembered my aunt who worked hard to get me this job told me I shouldn’t let them find out about Gwen because it was very specific in the job listing that I had to be single with no kids.“Okay, look. I’m not married, but I’m not interested either. I can’t afford to be your next plaything, alright? I need this job to save enough money to start my own small business and not work for anyone ever again. Please. I know you’re probably a great guy, but I’m just not interested. So, if there’s nothing else you need professionally, I will go now, Mr. Holden.”“Sure. But they always say that at first too. You’ll come around.”If I didn’t have a daughter to think of, I’d have made you come in my mouth already you rich spoiled brat! I wanted to say, but of course absolutely couldn’t.Paige’s POV The rest of the morning was ordinary. Callan left an hour after sitting on his desk, and reading and signing papers. When he left, Darla and the rest of the staff seemed to relax a bit more and three of the other women came over to Darla and mine’s desks. “Hi. I’m Andrea. This is Macy and Bridget. We’re Darla’s bffs around here.” “Hey. I’m Paige Miller. It’s great to meet all of you.” I smiled back at them. “So…what were the two of you fighting about in there? Did you have a bar-night stand with him only to realize he was going to be your boss?” Andrea asked, smirking and the three of them giggled.“Bar-night stand?” I asked and then freaked out when I realized the meaning of her word play. “What?! NO!” I shouted too loudly that everyone else raised their heads from their desks. “Whoa. I was just kidding, Paige.” “Right. Sorry. I just don’t like people joking about me and might start a crazy rumor.” “But you two were tense in there though. I could tell. I know body
Callan’s POVI turned my phone on and it rang right away. It was my father calling me again. I turned it back off and decided to go walking some more. I took a swag of my bottle but realized it was empty. Where am I anyway? I’ve been walking and bar hopping since I left the wedding hours ago, and now I’m probably lost. I never knew New York looks so different when you’re not being driven by your driver everywhere. I sat on the pavement and sighed. Looking around, I realized it was a quiet street with only one store still open. A BAR!Getting up, I almost lost my balance and realized I was a bit tipsier than I accepted. I crossed the road without even looking and stood outside the bar’s glass door, looking at the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen wiping one of the tables. Really? The most beautiful? We’re drunk, man. We might be adding more points than she deserves. My brain butted in. You always do that, brain. You always butt in and have your own opinion. For as long as I could
Paige’s POV After what Callan told me about how he valiantly helped his ex fiancee, I felt like I knew him as a real person a bit more. He was looking at me with those mesmerizing blue eyes again and it was so hard to resist his charms. The door suddenly opened and a beautiful woman in a lab coat stopped in her tracks, shocked to see us there. “How did the two of you get in here? Her angry voice made Callan jump. He turned around and cleared his throat before speaking in a calm, but bossy way. “She picked the lock. You should’ve seen her. It was impressive.” “Oh, Mr. Holden. I’m sorry, sir. I didn’t realize it was you. Welcome back.” The woman said, her annoyance suddenly turned into a beautiful flirtatious smile. “You had sex with her too?” I meant to whisper at him yet my voice was so loud some passerby heard me through the open door. “Wha-” The woman looked perplexed. “No. Of course not. She’s married for crying out loud. She just meant welcome back to the building because
Callan’s POV “Paige! Come back here!” I shouted but it didn’t stop her from running out of the restaurant. “Fuck!” My cock was still hard and my blood was boiling. No woman had ever rejected me before. I’ll show her. I took my phone out of my pocket to dial whoever was first on the waiting list, but looking at all the names, I changed my mind and ran out after her. Just as I got out of the restaurant, Paige got in a taxi. Jimmy was quick to get the car and I told him to follow them without her noticing. What are you doing, man? We should just fuck Jessica. You know that new receptionist in the hotel? One call from you and she’d come running naked. No. There’s something about Paige Miller. I know for a fact I can’t move on unless I taste her at least once, you know? Your choice, Jefe. I’m just your subconscious after all. I shut my brain off right before he could end his evil laughter. “Where is she going?” I said out loud without realizing it. “Are you talking to me, sir?”
Paige’s POV Callan’s guards held Hank by his arms and he punched one hard, leaving his lips bleeding. The other bodyguard took a swing and hit Hank by the stomach making him angrier. “Stop it. Make them stop, Callan. Please.” I cried and Callan told his bodyguards to stand back. “Please, Hank. Just leave. Don’t wake Gwen up. She’s been through enough today. Please. If you truly love us, just go.” Wincing as I tried to sit up on the bed. “I’m not leaving until you talk to me, Paige.” he came closer to me and I could smell the alcohol on his breath. “Besides, Gwen sleeps through a tornado.” he added more calmly. “Talk about what? How are you even here? Did you escape prison?”“Prison?” Callan butted in, putting Hank’s attention on him again. “Who the fuck is this asshole, Paige?” “Do you want me to throw him out?” Callan asked me calmly. “No. There’s no need for that. Hank will go.” I looked at him and pleaded with my eyes. “I told you I was sorry, Paige. Please.” “And I told
Callan’s POV MercyGrace Hosptial, NYC “Here!” I put the folder in Paige’s lap and grinned, excited to see her reaction. “What is this?” Her brows furrowed as she opened it and the moment she finished reading, her eyes widened while her mouth dropped open. “Congratulations. You’re a free woman now, Paige.” “What…How…I…How…” “Don’t worry about the how. Just thank me and tell me I’m the best friend and potential boyfriend you ever had.” “Callan.” she said, almost whispering. “Paige.” We stared at each other and no matter how hard I tried to read her expression, I couldn’t. I started getting nervous that I might have crossed the line by not telling her that I planned to force Hank to divorce her. “How did you get him to agree to sign this?” “It was easy. He may be rich, but I’m a billionaire with way more connections than him. At least he’s smart enough to know he had no other choice. And I guess he took comfort in the fact that I told him I intended to marry you and take care
Paige’s POV“You’re crazy. We don’t even know each other. Callan, we literally met 4 days ago.” I told him while, but he kept kneeling and his hand still extended waiting for me to accept the ring.“You’re the one making me crazy. I’m just so crazy about you. About Gwen. About this whole parenting thing. Paige, I got money. So much money that I don’t even have to work another day yet we can all still live comfortably. I got no one. I’ve met so many women before you, but you're the only one who’s made me this way.”“Oh, Callan. I’m so thankful for your friendship. But I’m just not ready to trust again. I’m not ready to take risks and get hurt. And I know for a fact you’re hard to get over. Impossible even. Then what would happen to Gwen if I get broken? Worse, what if Gwen can’t get over you? Plus what about the people from the company? What would they say about me? I’d be the joke. The whore who seduced you. I don’t want to go through that again. My relationship and marriage with Hank
Paige’s POV It was already midnight and Callan had just finished giving me all the details about his family and life. I still couldn’t believe he was serious about not fucking me after such a foreplay and I kept mentally scolding myself that Callan was right about stopping things. “So, you got all that, right?” “Yeah. If I’m ever to marry you, I have to watch out for your evil witch mother, your backstabbing aunts Ava, Sheila and Kate, your uncle Gregory, the maniac, avoid letting your snob father get to me, watch whatever I have to sign, watch what I do and say in public, and never let take any food or drink from any of your cousins if I don’t want to get drugged.” “Damn you’re smart.” “I’m horny. That’s what I am. Now, good night. I’m going to bed. See you in the morning.” “Night. I’m just as horny as you, you know. I’m dying inside. I’m physically hurting. But I have to respect you.” I laughed as I closed the door without looking back at him. Gwen looked so peaceful as she