[Juliette’s POV] Thank goodness, Mr. Clifford was ten minutes late—fashionably. For a man of late fifties, he was still keeping up with the latest trend of suits and ties. It was amazing how Ralph could still focus without a trace of what we had done a few minutes ago; I was still in a slight daze after that glorious climax when he was presenting both proposals to the mart king. The presentation, of course, was flawless. I knew because old Clifford was hanging onto Ralph's every word, his smile kept growing until every tooth was out on display. And at the end, he was absolutely impressed. “I like this very much, junior.” The mart king gave a friendly slap on hulkish back. “You are a man of his words.” “Only if they are worth keeping,” replied Ralph. “Right, Juliette?” The sudden attention made me tongue-tied. Ralph glanced in my direction with a teasing twinkle in his eye. And, instantly, for some strange reason, my cheeks got caught in another flush. Damn it! I looke
[Juliette's POV] I glanced at the computer screen and then back at Luke, and a surge of joy came over me. I finally have someone to share this good news with! "Papa's email account! We managed to retrieve it!" I hopped closer to my childhood best friend. "Isn't it wonderful?" "Wonderful?" Those golden features fell into an expression of disgust. "How is that wonderful, J?" His words stung me. I swallowed to push down the lump of humiliation in my throat, but it wouldn't budge. "I-I don't understand…," I whispered in a small voice. I summoned a smile to try to salvage my pride. "I thought this was what we needed—what we wanted—to investigate Papa's accident." "This was what YOU wanted, J!" He grabbed my shoulders in agitation. "I was never part of the investigation even though you said you'll let me in!" "But you are!" I scanned around and hastily pulled him aside, to a blindspot of the CCTV. Then, I lowered my voice and defended, "I always see you as my partner in this
[Luke’s POV]The elevator slid to shut and the metal box glided downwards. The concerned expression across the attractive features melted away into a relieved smirk. Luke couldn’t believe that his little lie worked. Once again, he won: his little bunny would never abandon him—she loves him too much, even more than that pathetic pseudo husband of hers. Something buzzed in his hand. He lifted his phone to sight, saw the caller’s name and spread his lips into a knowing grin as he pressed the answering button and slapped the phone to his ear. “What is it?” “I was right, weren’t I? Ms. Juliette was alone today,” Melissa chirped. Luke chuckled and whispered in his charming voice, “Yes, you’re right. I’m so proud of you.” “Ooh Luke baby, that’s turning me on.” “Great.” Luke tucked his free hand into his pocket and added gently, “I need my slut tonight. I wonder who’s available?” “Me! Luke baby, pick me! I’m your favourite slut!” Melissa purred. “Alright.” Luke pretended to give in.
[Juliette’s POV] Holding my eyes, the CEO said firmly, “Here at Lux Corp, decisions are made based on calculations—not wild guesses. Am I right, Ms. Juliette?” He was hinting that I had no proof, and he hit the bull’s eye—I really have none. Shit. He got me. I drew in a silent breath but refused to look away. “You said we can’t rule out all possibilities so we have to keep an eye on you too, Mr. Ralph.” The atmosphere was stifling as the rest of the team watched in awkward silence. Ralph sank in relaxation in his chair and flashed a nonchalant expression that made me look like an idiot. “By all means. If it’s for the greater good, I’d be happy to share the details of my schedule and names of the people I met.” Surveying his audience, the Mafia King added, “Until there’s proof that I’m behind these complaints, we have a potential food poisoning case to tackle. So far, I heard that no one was hurt.” All of a sudden, some tension left the faces. It seemed that we were too c
[Juliette’s POV]The Mafia King’s version of ‘deskbound’ is as mafia as anything I’ve seen. Looking up from the iron cuffs around my ankle, I stared in shock at Ben. “You gotta be kidding me!” The man snapped the other end to one leg of the desk and stood with a huff. “The boss doesn’t do kidding. You know him.” “I don’t think I do.” I crossed my arms in vexation. “I thought you said, he can’t make you do anything you don’t want to.” Ben shrugged. “Well, I’m on Ralph’s side for this one. Seriously, Juliette, why would you think of him like that? He loves Lux Corp more than anything.” I jerked my gaze away and asked sourly, “He told you?” “Honestly, it wasn’t hard to guess.” He glanced at the door to the CEO’s office as though Ralph was standing there. “I’ve got you to thank for that—.” He shifted closer and lowered his voice. “Your complete lack of faith in us.”The clown does know when to bite, and he bites like a fucking cobra. But I’m not a fucking sheep either. I snorted a
[Juliette’s POV]In one stride, he grabbed the sides of my face and crashed his lips onto mine. I squeezed my eyes tightly to push away any resistance inside me and welcome him with parted lips and eager tongue. We kissed as though we hadn’t seen each other for decades, our tongues caressing and rubbing urgently as we sucked on each other’s lips. As he lifted my chin to drive deeper into my mouth, his fingers stroked my nape and I let out a soft moan, which sounded much like his name. He tore his lips away and I already missed them. “Why do you hate me so much?” he breathed as he drank the nectar from my neck. I grabbed my wrists behind his neck and hugged him closer, feeling the tickles of his moist lips on the side of my throat and sighing in content. “You hate me as much.” I didn’t realise we were shifting backwards until my ankles bumped against the bed and we fell onto a cloud of sheets. He inhaled at the base of my neck and muttered softly, “What can I do to make you tru
[Ralph’s POV]“Satisfied?” I whispered into the damn woman’s ear, maintaining my smile so Juliette wouldn’t see through the disguise and ruin it. This woman flips her mind like a coin and is highly unpredictable when she gets upset. Jewel widened her grin and slipped out a satisfactory giggle. Then, she turned to me and said, “Not enough.” And gave me the look. With an inside groan of reluctance, I turned to Juliette and said, “The security will be here to escort you out.” From the corner of my eye, that psychotic bitch lifted her lips in a tiny smirk. But the purple eyes in front of me widened in a renewed surprise. Then, they grew feisty. “So this is it, huh? Everything that we’ve had boils down to this.” I swallowed and tucked my hands into my pockets to show that I do not give a damn about the ‘everything’ she pointed out, and replied, “You know I give a fuck more about this company than you.” Seeing her squint in puzzlement, I hastily added, “So we’re done. You don’t even
[Ben’s POV] That son of a bitch Ralph… His plan worked. I watched silently as the heiress found her way back to the main walkway. She was half-right: Jewel is smarter than she looks—that gorgeous, sexy babe, with legs for days. But Ralph's wits are above hers. Two days ago, after telling Andy to send Juliette back to the Lux mansion, he returned to the Virtus mansion, alone. I found him there scrutinising like a madman, through every sheet of paper regarding that dumb tuna can. Then, she came like a storm—the bombshell. She wasted no time in admitting that she was the one behind the whole damn thing, and, on the spot, struck a deal with Ralph, who looked as though he wanted to kill her with his bare hands. The opportunist in him sprung into action—he would go with the flow and see where it’d take him. Well… I stared at the poor heiress pausing just at the side of the walkway to answer her phone. It takes one lovesick idiot to know another: the rich girl is defini