ADELINA'S POV I held my best smile and then left the office. As soon as the door closed, I heard Cecilia chuckle. She tried so damn hard to hide her smile. She knew. My eyes narrowed at her but I didn't say anything. I made the tea all over again. This time, I was careful not to put too much sugar inside. The cream was just right. I grabbed the cup and prayed to the tea gods that this one would end up being fine. "Good luck." Cecilia snickered as I walked past her inside. Why did it feel like she was doing this purposely? My eyes narrowed again, but I did not say anything, then went inside. . He wasn't smoking again, and a curt smirk was on his lips while holding his tablet. Mikhail was still sitting in the lounge area. "I have made another cup as requested," I said then placed the cup before him. He glanced at me before taking a look at the tea. I wasn't a tea person and preferred coffee so I was doing my best here. Mikhail didn't even touch the
ADELINA'S POV Lawrence was being transferred, so that was what Lydia wanted to tell me about. I had this sudden urge to see him which I didn't understand. Was he still in his office, or was he gone already? Cecilia was already waiting for me. What was I going to do? The elevator dinged and slid open. I walked into the top floor where Mikhail's office was located. After a short walk, I arrived at the office. Cecilia spotted me from a mile away and smiled sweetly. "You must be Adelina," she chimed, welcoming me with a smile. Cecilia recognised me from the few times I had been to Mikhail's office. "Yes, ma'am, Lydia informed me that I will be working under you," I explained the situation to her, which she understood without a hitch. "Yes I know, please place your bag down. We will be sharing a desk for the period, although you might work most of the time in Mr Romanov's office." She explained, Why was I going to be working in Mikhail's office? I pl
ADELINA'S POV The flowers were for Lydia, call it main character syndrome or whatever, I thought it was for me. I was losing my mind. No one would send me flowers unless Viktor wanted to pull a sick joke on me. Sigh, but I was secretly disappointed tho. Which girl didn't like flowers and chocolate? Especially those chocolates that had cream fillings inside the wafers. Now I have a sudden craving for chocolate. It hurts to be single. While my mind was busy thinking about flowers and chocolate, as if I didn't have more serious issues in my life, Sophia kept on bugging Lydia about her mysterious man, but Lydia's lips were sealed. Lydia didn't assign any work to me, so I had to wait for her to finish whatever she was doing. "They are truly pretty," Lydia gushed for the hundredth time, making Sophia roll her eyes. "If you are not going to tell me who the guy is, at least tell Adel the good news," Sophia grumbled, her attention was on her screen but she was disappo
ADELINA'S POV Last night was still fresh in my head. I could not sleep because of the fear of being watched. Jacintha had been watching me all this time. Why was she so desperate that she rashly attacked me? Was she that desperate? Those were questions I didn't have answers for. A short breath left my lips, my hand reaching out to knock on the door. After knocking softly, I reached out for the door handle to push the door open. "Good Afternoon Mr Simons," I greeted as I stepped into the office. Mr Simons was at his desk, going through something on his laptop. He glanced at me as I entered. His expression was stoic. "How can I help you, Adelina?" He asked me, barely taking his attention from the screen. I adjusted the bag in my hand, then cleared my throat, feeling a bit nervous. "If you are uncomfortable, you can take a seat." He offered "Thank you, sir," I chimed, then took your seat opposite him. His eyes were still staring at me keenly. As if asking me what
ADELINA'S POV Mikhail unlocked the door and glanced at me, who stood rooted in place. His actions puzzled me making it hard to understand why he acts this way. "Your royal highness, Princess Abrielle, do you want me to get on a kneel before you come in, or should I call your friends that are having a fight because of you?" His sassy tone was annoying. I crossed my hands under my bosom with my brow arched at him. "Would you kneel for me if I asked you to?" I taunted him. It was a crazy question. He walked towards me in a few steps, and I subconsciously took a step back. He smirked. "Do you want me to kneel?" His voice had a teasing tone that made me excited yet scared at the same time. I knew he was joking but it was fun to play along. "Maybe, I would love to see a man like you on your knees." My voice drew. He chuckled, finding my words amusing. "You are truly cute, Mishka, but unfortunately, I don't kneel for anyone." He grabbed my chin forcing me to stare
ADELINA'S POV "What is wrong with you Adel?" I grumbled letting the cold water from the faucet pour over my hands. The tap kept on pouring. I replayed everything in my mind. The faint sense of jealousy, danger and excitement.What was that all about? I wondered. There was something about him, something pulling that made me scared. Something I was unable to resist. He always terrified me, he wasn't someone to be toyed with, yet I was daring enough to push him. Why did he separate us? No that wasn't it. The dance normally requires partners to swap and it was just a coincidence. That wasn't the problem. My hand clutched my chest feeling the turmoil in there. Was it fear or love? Love, the word left me stunned as I stared back at my reflection in the mirror in shock. Was I in love with him? I shook my head to shrug off my thoughts. It wasn't love, how can I get scared of someone I admired but the chills he sends through my spine also excited me. The sink faucet stoppe