CHAPTER 2

Declan tilted his head as he felt the sweat drain from his body and immersed the woman's body, allowing her legs to rest on his shoulder.

Declan pushed deep and hard, relieved that he was about to reach the pinnacle of glory.

But he was so enraged that when he was about to leave, the woman left lying on his table and sat down to give him a blowjob.

But he was enraged, enraged because it was capable of removing the savor that he would have felt.

He moved himself in front of the girl, who had a shocked expression on her face as a result of what he had done.

"What's the matter, babe? Didn't you like what I did?"

The woman, who was now standing in front of his desk, inquired.

Declan shifted his gaze to the idiot woman.

"Unfortunately, Yes. You even pulled my happiness when I was about to cum," he yelled angrily as the only female employee in his company abruptly jumped.

He was aware that the woman harbored a secret desire for him, so he made the small request of the woman, who he believes will also enjoy him.

He straightened his sloppy business suit and tie before angrily turning on the female employee once more.

"Get out of my office now!" he yelled again as the woman struggled to leave.

Declan even noticed that the mini skirt she was wearing had not been adjusted, and just grabbed the shoes that were just sitting on his desk and exited in his office right away.

Declan was greeted by a deafening silence and considered speaking with Lucifer and Tanner in order to locate the woman who gave him a strange feeling the night he went to Muchàs Gràcias to release body heat.

That woman's identity has remained unknown to this day. In rage, he clenched his fists.

Even that woman turned him upside down and turned him into a complete puppet. Because of a woman, he turned his head once more.

When he reached for the phone, he discovered that his friend Lucifer had already dialed the number.

"Yoow bud, want some info with that woman again?" Lucifer, his friend, asked him at times, and after he immediately answered his call.

Then he heard Lucifer's exaggerated sighed.

"I'm sorry, bud. It's so dark in that room you were in, that it's difficult for our system hackers to zoom in on the woman's face because it's so dark in the whole place."

Fuck! He is now even more enraged.

He had no idea who that woman was, but he was certain she was a part of his relationship when he was still a college student.

In annoyance, he rubbed his brow. He was certain that he was still laughed at, by that woman because he appeared unhappy in front of her.

Declan's rage flared up again as he remembered what the woman had done to him in the exclusive Muchàs Gràcias room.

"Bud, are you still there? Hello, Declan Heisenberg?" When he heard Lucifer's voice calling his name, he returned to the present.

He abruptly shifted in his seat.

"I guess you were quiet there, Dec.? Don't worry, we'll find her and we'll know her identity as well," Lucifer said on the other end of the line, trying to calm him down.

But the question is, how long will he be willing to wait?

He hung up the phone as soon as he said his goodbyes, before hearing a knock. Declan isn't expecting any visitors right now, so he can't help but wonder who is behind the closed doors of his office.

"Come on in, it's just open anyway," he yelled, giving birth to Conrad, whom he had given the task of finding him a job as a secretary, except for his cousin Everly.

Before he attended to him, he noticed the steward holding a large brown folder in both hands.

"Sir, I just hired some professional secretaries who I'm sure will really meet your—" Conrad was about to finish his sentence when his phone rang.

He returned the cellphone to his desk, where he discovered that Everly was his cousin who was calling.

Declan hears a yelling tone of voice after swiping the answer button. He even moved his cellphone away from his ear because it hurt, particularly in his eardrums.

"Why are you yelling, woman?" Declan inquired, but a deafening scream from Everly and Damon's daughter pierced his ear once more.

Declan turned to Conrad for a moment, motioning with his right hand to lay down the brown folder he was carrying on his desk.

"E-ve! Hello, what's your problem there?" He could still hear the noise on the other line after the crash of something that appeared to have been thrown further into somewhere.

"Dame! Take Baby Derly away from me first, I'm still talking to Declan," his cousin, Everly said, and when Declan realized that no one was throwing anything a yell at him, he returned the cellphone to his ear that he had just removed away.

"Declan!" Everly said, her face clear in a tone that was a good opening for him.

"What is it, Eve? I've been listening to your gang fight over there," Declan says, smiling as he hears Everly laugh.

Everly was his father's side of a cousin, and the two were very close.

He also attended a prestigious university with her while they were still in college, and it was there that he met Margaux, who... Suddenly when Declan remembered the encounter they had with the girl earlier on the highway, Margaux became even more beautiful than before, and he could only say that because he really wanted to see the woman's face that it irritated her. With his savory mouth delicacies.

He was sorry for rejecting her back then. Margaux was so young at the time that he had no choice but to humiliate her in front of the crowd, even though he didn't want to.

Since then, the woman has grown estranged from him, and if their paths cross at the University, she immediately turns aside so that Margaux does not meet him along the hallway.

"D-Declan? Hey! What are you? I've been talking here before, but you seem to have reached another dimension." Declan cleared his throat, shifted in his seat, and maybe he'll just focus his attention on his cousin he's talking to now on the phone.

"What was it again?"

"Geez, Dec. Maybe I'll have a vein in my neck cut out because you're a stupid man."

Suddenly, he burst out laughing. Only Eve's unfiltered words have the power to make him laugh. Declan doesn't get bored when he's with his cousin.

"Please forgive me, Eve; I'm still working on something—"

"I don't believe you, Declan; perhaps that's another flavor of the month for you?" Declan is interrupted by Everly's gasp.

"Here's the thing," she said seriously, and he took it seriously as well.

"Are you looking for a secretary?" Uh-huh! Declan appears to know where this conversation is going.

"Yeah, I am, but Conrad discovered a—"

"That's all. I gave Conrad the BioNote and resume when I recommended your secretary, and please, Declan, be nice to her, okay?"

So it's a woman, isn't it?

He was about to respond to Everly when the door to his office unexpectedly opened, drawing his attention there.

Declan's attention had shifted away from his cousin, who was still speaking on the other end of the phone.

And he had just seen a goddess-like woman entering in his office while wearing a seductive pencil cut and shoulder lace tube top tanks.

Declan shook his head and gulped. Why does he start praising the woman all of a sudden?

"M-Margaux A-Anson!" he reprimanded himself in private. Murmuring in front of it wasn't enough for him.

Maragaux then grinned.

"I am, and I have come to personally have an interview with you, Mr. Declan Heisenberg," the woman said, and he caught himself pitying his lips while staring at the girl.

Then she took a step closer, paying close attention to the rest of his office. After a while, he realized that his gaze was drawn to its seductive breasts.

The girl looked down and saw him just staring at it. Oh fuck!

He quickly averted his gaze, and both of his ears became hot.

In that case, he knew there was only one thing he needed to do to relieve the body heat.

Muchàs Gràcias!

"Well, are you officially interested in the offer, sir?" The woman asked, and Declan bit his lip due to Margaux's formality on him.

Declan, on the other hand, is a fake who has been humiliated. He took the brown folder Conrad had placed on the table and arranged it, despite the fact that there was no problem with it.

When he heard its seductive laughter, he looked up. Margaux walked up to his desk, reached for a chair, and sat openly in front of it.

Declan's mind was in space when Margaux Anson did that in front of him.

"I... uh!" shit! fuck! Why did he start stuttering all of a sudden?

Was she attempting to cast a spell on him? Why has he changed his appearance so dramatically?

He abruptly returned his gaze to the girl, one of her brows raised as if irritated, but Margaux smiled as soon as he turned around.

Then he coughed.

"Y-you can, uhmm, do the interview portion at Conrad's office; he's the one I assigned to assist all personnel in this type of matter—"

"How's that, Mr. Declan? I'd like you to do the interview personally with me," he was cut off from saying what he could.

Declan then swallowed. Only to be confronted with Margaux's proud breasts once more... pinning itself to his table's edge

He stood up a while later. He, too, was taken aback by what he did out of the blue, but he would never sit in his swivel chair again. Not until Margaux Anson appears in front of his sinner eyes.

"What's wrong, Mr. Heisenberg?" he asked as he turned to face the woman, biting his lower lip. Her eyes sparkled, as if she was looking forward to a wonderful day.

He, on the other hand, just wanted to take off his suit because he was getting hot, not realizing that his air conditioning system was fully functional.

Then he takes side steps.

"Go find Conrad in his room; I am sure he can really make the interview successful, Mar — Ms. Anson."

He notices the girl raise her brows slightly but smiles before she speaks.

"Are you sure you're literally fine, Mr. Declan Heisenberg?" When Maragaux stood up and prepared to approach him further, he simply announced the left palm in front of her, indicating Margaux not to come over.

Declan's body was so hot, and he was convinced that if Margaux made one more mistake, he would be able to do the thing he was certain Margaux would never like on his own.

"Mar, Ms. Anson, get out!"

"However,"

"Can't you hear what I'm saying? Get out, okay?"

Declan noticed the sudden change in her appearance and smiled briefly as he looked at the girl.

"I'm leaving then," she said, allowing him to breathe more easily.

Margaux gradually backed away from him, eventually turning her back on him and leaving his office.

Declan was left speechless by what had occurred.

What occurred some time ago?

Because he could still feel the heat of his body, he reached for the key to his Chevrolet car and left his office right away.

When he saw a few employees, his presence resembled a gunshot, and the employees were openly looking for work so that he could claim that they were doing something.

Declan shook his head.

Declan noticed that the door to Conrad's office was slightly ajar before he could finally approach the stairs down to the company's main entrance, so he simply hid the blocking band of the door.

Only to find Margaux Anson sitting comfortably and smiling broadly in front of Conrad, who had now begun the interview.

But then Margaux looked up, and the second time around, she caught him just staring at her, and Margaux waved her hands at him.

He truly curses all the demons in hell for the heinous act he committed just today.

Then Conrad turned his head to look at him. He stood up right away and gave him enough space to enter, but he only gestured with his hand to continue what Conrad was doing.

"I only came here to see if something worked out, and I guess my conclusion was correct." Smile at them and then turn away.

He simply tells himself why he looks stupid today.

Was it Margaux's Anson's presence that caused this? Or is he simply agitated because the girl is so close next to him?

As soon as he arrived at the parking lot, he jumped into his car. He intends to expel the heat he is currently experiencing.

The latter part involves going to Muchàs Gràcias to relieve the tension on his body heat.

Declan drove his car to the resort that would provide him with non-explicit pleasure, despite his tired face.