Since everyone in the open office except for Avery was guilty of laughing at Joyce and encouraging Suzy and Gloria, Mr. Nox announced their punishment in the open office ensuring that a genuine apology was being rendered to Joyce. As such, he stood there to watch each of them walk to Joyce to apologize one by one.Joyce didn’t hold any grudge against them, accepting their apology and forgiving them instantly. If not for Mr. Nox insisting on it, she would have just let things be.Scarlet stepped out of the office, abhorred by the sight of Joyce looking like the heroine of the day. An evil intent crossed her mind and she didn’t cast it away. Since she was already fired, what more could happen to her?She hastened to Joyce’s desk with everyone thinking that she was going to render her apology as well, except that when she got there, she stared at Joyce scornfully and spat, “you bitch. Keep fucking Martin for a favor. Your oil will soon run out.”With Mr. Nox’s presence, no one dared to s
Anderson wasn’t afraid anymore. For an undoubted fact, he knew that what he had with Avery was different from what he had with Bernice. Bernice was his girlfriend but Avery is his wife and they had done things he never did with Bernice. In fact, it was time to exhibit the second part of his revenge. He turned to Martin and said, “Please take care of the partners.”Martin nodded and left. He understood that Anderson wasn’t going to finish anytime soon. His revenge plan was a complicated one that even Martin could not understand.Anderson sighed, turned to Trent, and said seriously. “Avery will never leave me. Not even if I suggest it.” He knew when his wife was being evasive and when she was decisive. Avery wasn't shallow-minded. She was wise and knew what she wanted.Trent took Anderson’s confidence for arrogance. He knew Avery better than Anderson and he was certain that he was the one Avery loved.As such, he couldn’t allow himself to be intimidated by Anderson anymore. It was time
Avery was afraid, recalling that when Anderson asked about the reason why she wanted to marry him, she had said it was because of her parents’ business. The man hated lies, and if he found out that she married him because Trent asked her to do so with the plan of getting a fifty percent settlement after the divorce, Anderson would be furious. As such, she stood up and said,“Let’s go.”Joyce’s eyes dimmed but she didn’t stop her since Anderson was at the doorway. When they reached there, Anderson asked Avery, "Do you want to talk to him?” His gaze carried worry and he didn’t know why. Perhaps because he didn’t expect Avery to give Trent an audience but he also inspired himself that he had to begin trusting her.However, her response amazed him, making him understand that Trent had forced her somehow but how did he not see it?“No,” Avery responded.Anderson turned to Trent, his lips thinning and a smile stretching them. “She doesn’t want to talk to you so back off.” His aura gave him
Martin found the question rhetorical because even if he wanted to, he couldn’t refuse. Whereas he could as well take advantage of the situation since Anderson wasn’t willing to give him the necessary details. “Well, if I have to do it, then I have to take the day off as well.”“Granted,” Anderson said without thinking. He couldn’t tell Martin because he hadn’t confirmed the arrangements and secondly, it could slip from his tongue to Joyce’s hearing, which would ruin whatever he was planning.“So are you going to tell me why?” Martin asked again, unsatisfied by his quick approval of him taking Monday off.“I already gave you the day off so there isn’t any need for that,” Anderson said. If Martin hadn’t made that suggestion, then he would have felt guilty for not telling him but for now, they were even.“That isn’t fair,” Martin frowned and said. Anderson didn’t relent.“I know.”“I’ll get Joyce,” Martin said and walked out while Anderson pulled out his phone to make a call. He had to
Avery shuddered when her naked butts touched the cold table. Anderson’s gaze had been glued on her through it all, it made her sensual. “Spread your legs Love,” he purred, admiring everything about her, especially the way her cheeks were turning from different shades of pink to red.His steps were slow and calculated like he was going to pounce on his prey. Avery’s breathing became erratic, as he squeezed himself in between her naked thighs. His hands moved locks of hair from her shoulders to her back, before he began to massage her shoulders to her collarbone gently.She closed her eyes, melting in his touch, inching closer and not knowing when a moan escaped her. It was relaxing but whatever Anderson had in his hand also belched those luscious cravings in ways she couldn’t explain.His hand moved to her back, massaging with circular movements. Avery didn’t want him to stop and when he buried his head in the crook of her neck, sucking it gently, whiles his fingers traveled and pinc
The chauffeur packed the car in front of the very familiar house that brought so many memories to Avery. By the time she stepped out of the car when Anderson opened the door for her, her mother flung herself over her.“Avery, you have changed,” she exclaimed while examining her daughter admiringly. Before Avery could give a response, another familiar voice echoed,“Avery, is that you?” Her father asked quizzically, while he approached Anderson and shook his hand.“Thank you for taking good care of her,” he said in appreciation before looking at Avery again. He couldn’t believe that this was their little naïve daughter. She looked all grown up now.“She’s my wife,” Anderson said proudly, while they made their way inside the house. Thus, there was no need to thank him for what belonged to him. Avery was in tears. She hadn’t missed her former house until now. However, she turned to her mum and said,“Mum, thank you.”The two men didn’t know what she was thanking her mother for but the wo
Martin was nowhere to be seen but why did Joyce have her picture portraits all over the walls of his bedroom? His living room only flung portraits of nature. He wasn’t carrying anything when they came together and there were at least four of them. Two of them were pictures of her that she took during her birthday photoshoot. Then it clicked. He got those pictures from her mum.But then, there were two pictures of when they went for lunch together in the afternoon, and she wondered how and when he took those pictures and how he got them to his room and onto his walls. She was lost in the vast room. The pictures looked intimate, which was the time he poured wine for her and bent over to tease her and she giggled.In the picture, it looked as if he was kissing her on the cheek and the thought of it sent a chill through her. It was a very beautiful picture, she had to admit.“Do you like it?”A deep masculine voice, his breath warm and minty like he just brushed his teeth asked close to
A frown crept onto Joyce’s face, making him affirm his suspicions. “Indeed, you are jealous. Anyway, relax, it's new. I just removed the tag because I didn’t want you to see the price but there are more clothes in the closet for you.” The corner of his lips lifted inexplicably; it made Joyce nervous.“Are you always like this?” She asked but Martin was confused.“How?” He asked, glancing at her before diverting his attention to his phone. Joyce thought that maybe, she must have misjudged him and relented.“Forget it. I'll do and change in the closet.”She turned around but stopped at the sound of Martin’s teasing voice. He spoke mindlessly, while his attention was still glued to the phone. “I can help you if you want but most importantly...”The words lingered in the air because he thought she had left but when she asked,“What?” He lifted his head and their gazes met. Then he lifted himself and ambled close to her. He ran his fingers through her damp hair, she felt a strange chill,