Ella Stanford’s POV
Umupo si Javier sa kanyang desk at nag-log in sa computer. Tiningnan niya na muna ang email niya at siniguradong wala siya nalagpasan na mahalagang balita bago buksan ang mga file na ibinigay ni Ella sa kanya.
Nangangahalati na siya sa pagbabasa nang may isang tanong ang pumasok sa isip niya.
Darating kaya si Ella kasama ang boyfriend niya?
Ni minsan hindi nagkuwento si Ella tungkol sa pribado nitong buhay at hindi maitatanggi ni Javier na naku-curious na siya. Karamihan ng babae ay nag-o-open up sa kanya, pero hindi si Ella. Pero, karamihan din ng babae ay nahuhulog sa kanya maliban kay Ella. At sa totoo lang, nakakainis ito. Napapaisip si Javier paminsan kung nawala na ba ang charm niya o hindi lang ito interesado sa mga lalaki.
Isang bagay lang ang sigurado si Javier. Si Ella ay isang buttoned-up, uptight girl na hindi mababaliw sa kahit anong bagay, maging sa charm ni Javier sa mga kababaihan. This had made her the perfect assistant both in his line of work, where artists or actresses were all too temperamental and Ella could ground and reason with them. And also, in his company's retaining rates. Alam ng Diyos na halos isang dosenang kababaihan ang naging sekretarya niya dahil in love ang nga ito sa kanya. Ang pinakahuli nga bago si Ella ay tinalon siya habang n*******d sa loob ng opisina! Sobrang nakahihiya iyon at sakit sa ulo na ayusin. Paano niya ipapaliwanag sa HR ang insidenteng iyon? Umiling si Javier.
Bumalik ang isip niya sa sekretarya niyang si Ella Stanford. Kahit na hindi inaamin ni Javier kahit kanino man, nagsimula na siyang mas isipin ito. Kahit sa mga oras na may kasama siyang ibang babae. Paminsan, napapaisip din siya kung paano ito sa kama. Alam niya na dapat niyang tigilan ang pag-iisip kay Ella sa ganitong paraan. Hindi niya puwedeng, hindi maaaring, sirain ang relasyon niya sa pinakamagaling na sekretaryang nakuha niya.
Tumunog ang telepono sa kanyang gilid at bumalik sa kanyang paligid ang isip ni Javier at sinagot ang tawag.
"London Star is waiting for you on line one," said Ella plainly.
"Thank you, Stanford. I will take it from here." Pinindot niya ang button para kunin ang tawag. Hindi gaya ng mailap at misteryosong sekretarya niyang si Ella Stanford, walang sikreto kay London Star. Hindi ito nahihiya na ipakita ang katawan nito sa publiko o magkaroon ng mga lalaking naglalaway sa kanya. At sa totoo lang, okay lang iyon kay Javier. Masaya itong kasama.
"Hey, London," he greeted warmly, still remembering her exquisite figure from their impromptu sex this afternoon.
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Javier Summers’s POV
Pagkatapos ni Javier sa kanyang tawag, Pinapunta niya si Ella sa opisina niya at ibinalik ang files dito kasama na rin ang bilin na naka-clip sa dokumento. Habang kumikilos ito sa loob ng opisina niya, napatitig dito si Javier. Suot ni Ella ang isang blouse at palda na huminto sa may tuhod. Palaging desente ito manamit. At tila ngayon lang napansin ni Javier kung gaano kaganda ang legs ni Ella at ang kumpas ng balakang nito habang naglalakad. Parehong nakadi-distract ito at nakatutukso.
Pinigil ni Javier ang kanyang naiisip at ibinalik ang tingin sa mukha ni Ella. Maganda ito, hindi nakasisilaw na ganda gaya ng mga babaeng nakarelasyon niya, pero baka dahil ito sa ‘di nagsusuot si Ella masyado ng makeup. Kung sana ay palitan lang nito ang makakapal na salamin ng mas maninipis na lente. At nakapusod din ang buhok ni Ella sa isang mahigpit na pagkakatali. Biglaang nakaramdam si Javier ng kagustuhan na alisin ang pins at paglaruan ang buhok nito gamit ang mga kamay niya.
Nang dumapo ang mga tingin ni Javier sa mga mata ni Ella, nakita niya ang katalinuhan dito, she was looking at him expectantly with nothing but business on her mind. Ang pagiging manhid nito sa kanya ay masyadong halata na halos isa itong insulto na.
“May dadalhin ka ba?” sa wakas ay naitanong ni Javier, deciding that he should get on with it instead of being all curious and being left in the dark.
Her brows lifted, eyes widened in confusion. "Pardon?"
"To the party. Will you be bringing anyone?"
Saglit itong natahimik bago sumagot. “Opo, kaibigan.”
Umangat ang kilay ni Javier, nang-aasar. “Lalaki?”
“Opo.” Her eyes twitched. “Problema po ba iyon?” hamon nito sa kanya kahit na magalang pa rin ang tono.
“Hindi naman.” Nagkibit balikat siya na para bang walang pakialam kung magdadala ito ng boyfriend o kapatid na lalaki. Sa totoo lang, may pakialam si Javier. Pero ang sunod na tanong niya ay mas atake kaysa sa isang palakaibigan na tanong. “Accountant ba siya o tax advisor?”
Kumunot ang makinis na noo ni Ella at nagtataka itong nagtanong, “Gusto mong malaman kung accountant siya o tax advisor?”
“‘Yon ang tinanong ko, ‘di ba?” sagot ni Javier na nagkibit-balikat. “So, alin nga?”
"Kailangan niyo po ba ng accountant or a tax advisor or something?"
"No."
Her eyes narrowed in blatant suspicion. "Bakit po kayo nagtatanong?"
“Kasi party ko ‘yon. Hindi ba medyo weird kung wala akong alam na kahit kaunti tungkol sa kanya lalo na at dadalhin mo siya sa birthday party ko? Hindi ba?”
Tinitigan siya ni Ella nang walang sinasabi. Tumulid ang tayo nito. Maski ang mga kamay ni Ella ay kumuyon sa kanyang gilid. Napaisip si Javier kung susuntukin siya nito o sasampalin dahil sa mayabang niyang tono. Sa wakas ay nagsalita ito, “Ano naman po ang dahilan kung bakit naisip niyo na accountant siya o tax advisor?” Kasing lamig ng North Pole ang boses nito.
“Isa nga siyang accountant o tax adviser? O baka naman both?” patuloy ni Javier, bahagyang naiinis dahil iniiwasan ni Ella ang tanong.
Numipis ang mga labi ni Ella. “Hindi po.”
“Okay.” Ibinalik ni Javier ang tingin sa computer at nagpanggap na busy sa kung ano man ang mayroon doon. “Anong pangalan niya?”
"Damon. Damon Matthews."
Kumurap si Javier. Pamilyar ang pangalan na iyon. “Siya ba ang may-ari nung stove company?”
“Hindi po,” defensive na sagot ni Ella. At tila napansin nito ang sariling tono, bumalik sa dati ang boses nito. “Si Davon Matthews po iyon.”
“Ah, tama ka.” Saglit na tiningnan ni Javier si Ella bago ibinalik ang tingin sa monitor.
Mula sa gilid ng kanyang mata, he could see her lips had softened and her mouth slightly parted. Driven by curiosity, he brought his attention back to her again. “Actually, sa tingin ko okay lang kay Damon na pagkamalan mo siyang si Davon.” Her tongue slipped out of her parted mouth and licked her bottom lip. "He is sizzling hot."
Ramdam ni Javier ang pag-init ng kanyang katawan sa ‘di malamang dahilan. “Tatandaan ko ‘yan,” he snapped, then pushed the files towards her. “Puwede mo nang kunin ang files na ito ay ibalik saa desk mo. Siguraduhin mo na maayos ang plano mo ng meetings at ‘wag mo ring kalimutan na dalhin ang additional files na kailangan para matuloy na ang acquisition.”
“Of course.” Ngumiti ito sa kanya at lumapit para kunin ang files sa desk. Pagkatapos, naglakad ito palabas ng opisina, with her hips tantalizing his every nerve.
Napamura si Javier. Nakakabaliw! He had just had sex with London Star merely a few hours ago and now his body was gripped by desire. Ni hindi niya man lang naisip ang artist na may sexy na boses at lush curves. No, ang nasa utak ni Javier ay ang kanyang uptight na sekretarya!
"Hell to the damnation!" he finally swore.
C H A P T E R 3 0 : H I S P R I N C I P L E E L L A S T A N F O R D “I want you, Ella. Damn.” She heard the hoarse sound he made. He pulled her head back and lowered his own, their mouths clinging, filled with a driving physical need that beat through her veins like fire, turning her body into helpless fluidity. Javier held her body between his roving hands and she made no effort to stop him, shuddering with pleasure under the kiss which seemed to last endlessly, as though in itself it were an act of possession. And that was when she realized in the distant recess of her mind that she was in love with him. That she had always been. She had always been more aware of his presence in a room than she had dared admit. He had gradually filled every corner of her heart without her either being able to stop it or admit it. Her driving need to give herself to him, to throw away years of firm principle, was the ultimate expression of a love which, like an unwanted weed, had thrived on
“You have no idea how I have been waiting all evening for this.”They kissed desperately, her arms closing around the back of his head to pull him nearer. Her half-naked body was trembling in his arms. It had been so long, the kisses were a hot rush across her flesh, an overload to her senses that woke up all those lonely places inside her that she had ignored for god knows how long. He touched his tongue to the seam of her lips, and her chest got tight and achy and her knees threatened to buckle. She raised her hands to his shoulders to keep from falling and tilted her head to the side. Her lips parted, and the slick touch and warm glide of his tongue was like dropping a lit match on a pool of gasoline and she went up in flames. She wanted to burn and make him burn along with her. He tasted like beer and liquid sex and she wanted to eat him up. A low moan escaped her chest, her breasts grew heavy, and her nipples tightened into hard points of pleasure. All of her defenses had weakened
Giving him a little smile, she discreetly moved his hand back to his lap. “None, unfortunately. I do not have any.”“No way, I do not believe that.” He narrowed his eyes, giving it a thought, and then his lips formed a mischievous smile. “How about modeling? Could you strike a pose?”“Not really though,” Ella giggled as she suddenly remembered what Damon had always made her do whenever they had gone shopping. “My friend, Damon, he always asks me to try out the clothes we bought and pose.”“Then I am sure he sees your talent there.” His green eyes danced. “Are you free tomorrow?”Ella glanced at Javier for one split second before answering, “I am sorry but my schedule depends on my boss.”“Would you come over and pose for me? I will put your beauty into canvas,” promised Roberto with a smile. “What do you say?”“I am afraid I have to say no.”“Oh, come on.” He turned to Javier. “Can I borrow her for a few hours tomorrow?”Javier shrugged and then took a drink of his red wine. “That is r
C H A P T E R 2 7 : B R E A T H L E S S E L L A S T A N F O R D Ella closed her door, searched through her purse to make sure she had her key, trying to stop the aching in the pit of her stomach as Javier took her arm and she felt the power of those strong fingers around her. They were walking in silence and after she could make sure that her heartbeat was steady and she was no longer out of breath, Ella pointed it out again, “You said you brought me to Sicily to help you persuade him to join us.” Close to her ear, Javier said softly, “I want to sign him up, not strangle him, love.” She felt a confused sensation of excitement and alarm, her ears drumming. Somehow she walked along the corridor beside him to the lift, trying to force her breathing to slow. In the lift she stood a foot away from him, her eyes lowered. They walked through the foyer to the car park in silence. Javier opened the door and she quickly slid into the passenger seat before he could touch her to assist her.
Ella felt her body grew tensed the second she had heard his voice and Roberto must have felt it too as he let go of her hair and gave Javier a nod. “I was just chatting with your beautiful secretary,” he said. “How was your flight here?”She turned around and caught the stony look on her boss’s face. His eyes lingered on her for several seconds before they moved to Roberto’s as he replied, “It was fine.”“I am guessing it was or else your brother will probaby hear your complaints as soon as the plane lands or perhaps even before.” Roberto chuckled.Javier gave what might seem as a polite smile but Ella noticed the icy look on his blue eyes. He did not think that joke was funny. “Holden always makes sure the service for all of his customers are great and up to standards.”“Of course,” Roberto nodded. “Maybe one day I will get to buy an airplane from your brother. You will help me get a sizeable discount, right?”“I will see what I can do,” said Javier, not giving any promises yet the ot
Ella was not sure what had possessed her but she responded to every kiss, every touch, and her body burned with hot, tingling desire. A power boat was speeding towards them from the misty reaches of the sea instantly awoke her from the trance in which his lovemaking had held her. Her eyes flew open and she gave a low shivering cry. Javier lifted his head, silently taking in her horrified, shamed expression, then a wry smile flickered over his face.Without a word he flung himself over on to his back, breathing hard, staring up at the halcyon blue of the sky that had almost the same color as his eyes. Sick, humiliated, burning with self-contempt, Ella sat up and dived into the sea. Without thinking she swam back towards the beach. The last few moments had been a revelation to her. She had always been secretly aware that she was attracted to him and now she had to face the fact that he had a power over her senses which made her despise herself.As she walked back towards the changing boo