All of a sudden, Angelina felt herself being roughly shoved away. She gasped at the sudden, unexpected action while staggering from the impact. Luckily, she was just lightly pushed away, without much force so she didn't fall or accidentally hit anything.With widened eyes, she looked up at the culprit, who was also looking at her with an aloof, cold and indifferent expression on his face. "Rehearsal time is over. Now back to reality. What makes you think you can barge in here and say what you feel like about my trusted employee and expect to be believed?"Angelina had never been more stunned in her life. She just couldn't believe her ears or eyes. All that…what he just did to her— pulling her into his arms, nuzzling his face into her hair, hugging her tightly and calling her his little man, were all just part of play acting?! He was just having a rehearsal?! Unbelievable!!But whether or not she found it hard to believe, the evidence was right there in front of her— he's now bac
Two days later, Angelina and Isabella were in the latter's study room, both deeply engrossed in their various activities when the person they least expected to see at that time of the day knocked before walking in. While Angelina was occupied with Isabella's laptop, trying her hands on some programming, Isabella was busy drawing in a secluded corner so that nobody can see what she's drawing, using the software program Maxwell designed specially for her after discovering that she had talents.That was how Maxwell walked in and met them. Isabella's eyes instantly widened as she queried, "Da-da?!"But Maxwell wasn't paying attention to her. His gaze was focused on one person and one person only ever since he walked in— Angelina! His signature sunglasses were hiding his eyes from view and so Angelina couldn't read the expression in his eyes— that's if there's any at all. But what was he doing? Why was he looking at her as if she was the only one he had eyes for? She thought he had a
Later that same day at night, Angelina kept tossing and turning on her very comfortable bed. But try as hard as she may, sleep eluded her. All she could see when she closed her eyes was Maxwell's face when he uttered those profound, heartfelt words of gratitude to her. She had seen him looking aloof and indifferent, she had seen him looking cold and distant, she had seen him looking livid and furious, she had seen him looking tormented and devastated and she had seen him looking aroused and lustful. In short, she had seen him in different kinds of moods, bearing different kinds of expressions on his prepossessing face but not that kind she saw earlier in the day. Not that warm, profound, earnest, highly touched and gracious expression she witnessed in Isabella's study room earlier on.And that pulled the strings of her womanly heart. It didn't just make him look even more handsome and attractive, but also made him seem more approachable, more loving, more lovable. If only he could ke
Like the previous times, he kissed her like a starved man. Like a man who had been denied his means of survival for so long. Like a beast in heat. Like she was the only thing and only one he had ever wanted in his entire life…And all the while his lips were engaging hers in a scorching french kiss, his erotic hands were kept busy as well, wandering all over the places they could reach in her body. Cupping her boobs, caressing her bare thighs, stroking her arms, pulling her hair down and running his fingers through it… But Angelina wasn't holding back as well. It was as if the beast in him aroused the wild cat in her as she kissed him back with the vigour of a tigress. She was becoming bolder and bolder with every kiss they shared and now, she kissed him with a passion that rivalled his own.And when she snaked her hands into his bathrobe and touched his bare chest, Maxwell let out a deep moan and instantly, the rhythm and tempo of the kiss changed.It was as if that single touch; th
Even before her stinging hand could return to its initial position by her side, she felt a firm grip on her upper arms before she was roughly pushed against the wall nearby and her swollen lips invaded once again.Those same skilled lips that had sent her to smoldering heights just seconds ago crashed against hers with a renewed vigor. As if the slap was just like fuel added to an already ravaging fire— the ravaging fire of his desire for her. His lips, thoroughly kissed and swollen just like hers, attacked her own with unrestrained passion, trying to make them part so he can snake his tongue deep inside.But not this time. This time around, Angelina was in full control of her senses so she clamped her lips as tightly as she had never done before. Then with all her might, she used both hands to try and push him off her body but alas, her strength was no match to that of the muscular, young Adonis Greek god-like body pushing her back against the wall.Maxwell refused to relent. He was
Needless to say, none of the two of them got even a wink of sleep that eventful night. They didn't even bother trying to do so at all since they knew it would be in vain. While Maxwell was forced to take yet another cold shower in the middle of the cold night before he engrossed himself with work, Angelina chose to spend her own sleepless night chattering non-stop with her pet bird. Even though all the talking parrot could say in return is "Hey honey, I love you", she wasn't deterred. She just kept talking to it, telling it everything and nothing, just to take her mind off what happened earlier in the kitchen. At least, having the beloved pet professing its undying love for her served as a reminder that no matter what, she still has someone who loves her for herself, not just lusting after her body…As early as five thirty am, Angelina who still hasn't gotten used to the harsh cold weather of the United Kingdom which was worse than that in her home country America, forced herself to
And about doing it at the office— would they have at least ended up kissing each other that fateful day at the office when she met Ethan for the first time had it been they weren't interrupted? Only God knows because one thing that Angelina is quite sure of is that once those hypnotizing grey eyes fix themselves in hers, she becomes a prey that's totally submissive to their owner's charms…She quickly shook her head as if to ward off the wandering thoughts before speaking to Alicia. "Nice try Ally but we are not changing the topic of discussion. I asked you a few questions and you're yet to answer them. So yes, I'm all ears." "Forget about all that. It's all in the past now. I'm sure you'll be more excited to hear about this…"Alicia trailed off and turned to look at Jeremy with a questioning look on her face. When he nodded in approval, she returned her gaze back to Angelina before going on, "Actually when you walked in on us, we were having a kind of celebratory sex.
God! He was already hardening just remembering those smoldering moments. And when he remembered how wet and ready for him she felt when he touched her womanly core through her panties, Maxwell growled out loud like a wounded lion, making his personal assistant who had stepped one foot into the office to instantly retreat backwards and close the door behind him.Aaron Bentley had been treading on thin ice ever since the big boss came into the office that eventful morning. Indeed the big boss's mood has been sour these past few months but this particular morning, it was worst! When he served him coffee first thing in the morning, he had just taken one sip of it before flinging the cup with its entire content away, something he had never done before. Even though Aaron was sure the boss disliked the taste of his coffee, he had never seen him react in that manner. All he does is just to take a few sips and leave the rest for Aaron to toss away. Not just that, he had snapped at a potential