"That is all about the review sent by the internal audit department. The personnel department is yet to send theirs." Annabelle tapped the screen of her i-pad, closing the page she had been reading from to her boss.
"Alright. Have you been in touch with the managing director? He should have sent the report on yesterday's meeting with the interns in the communications department." They were both seated across each other, with Jade sitting on the bed with her hair swept to the left side of her neck, and her assistant perched at the edge of the seat she had pulled from the front of the dressing table.
"Not yet. I am still expecting his mail." Annabelle rubbed the back of her neck as she replied, blinking continuously. She had spent most part of the night gossiping with Ginger, had only slept in the early hours of the morning, and now, the sleep she had deprived herself of was beginning to catch up with her.
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Minutes later, with running shoes, elastic tracksuit of three quartz trousers and a skin embracing top that stopped immediately before her navel, exposing her thin waist, and her hair tied to a disordered bun, she walked out of the royal suite and into the lift, leaning against the wall while waiting to be taken to the sixth floor, where it was indicated in the magazine that the gymnasium was located. She didn't prepare herself for the sight of Ricky on the treadmill machine, which was the first thing she noticed as soon as she walked into the gym. She guessed that even if she had succumbed to her mind's wishes to imagine him as soon as Annabelle let out those words, none would have done justice to his physical structure, especially with an Adidas male tracksuit on him. Nice coincidence, she thought, walking a little slower to get a better view of him; his backside. The sleeveless flannel vest hugged his upper body, exposi
He did think he had gone malady consumed by thoughts of J.K. Raymonds, thank goodness she hadn't heard him and had her headset back to her ears. Ricky bent backwards, lifting the weight he had selected. He noticed some females stare at him with admiration in their eyes, obviously ogling his naked muscles. His biceps seemed to increase as he lifted each round. He didn't know what led him to do it, but he glanced at Jade, and noticed she had her eyes on him. He was sure, and didn't even want to think that perhaps he had been imagining the raw lust in her eyes. She realised she had been caught, and removed her eyes, increasing the speed. An hour later, just as he was wondering when she would get off that damn machine that had men stopping to talk to her while he pretended he couldn't see them and gritted his teeth in anger, she got off the machine, and sat to regain her balance. He was impressed at the endurance she had shown she ha
She removed her eyes from him and turned to the butler who was looking at them, getting entertained the whole time. "Caesar salad with parmesan slices, sparkling cider and spring water." "Okay, sir, ma'am. Your order will be ready in ten minutes." He turned and marched out. "Seriously, you will get sick if you keep consuming little quantity of food and letting out so much energy." He said as soon as they were alone, dropping his glass. She took a sip of water before replying. "I'm okay with that, the shoot is next tomorrow, I don't want to risk adding another pound." He was going to say she needn't worry about her body, she was damn perfect already. But he didn't know if she would appreciate it, since she was so complicated he felt his pants twist in his head whenever he tried to understand her, put a finger to what he imagined she had in mind. "Yes, next tom
Breakfast table was unusually bubbling with laughter and warmth, the kind of warming atmosphere that made one remember family.Thinking of families, Ricky remembered what he had told Jade about his sister Julia and grandmother bullying him playfully when he was still a child, and for the umpteenth time wondered what had compelled him to reveal such embarrassing personal information to her, and how his life had changed in the past month buried deep in the thought of one woman who had a knack for making him experience shivering warm sensations that left him panting for more.He looked around him, at the navy blue decorated table for four with a touch of flowers, the green grasses full of life that surrounded them, the tall skyscrapers he remembered from his earlier visit to Dubai that were built in honour of the founder of the resort, and the beautiful paintings of men dressed in Arabian traditional outfits of long kaftans and scarfs that covered most
He was beginning to sound like an obsessed pet."Hey bro, you're still p*ssy whipped?" Great way to say good morning, what would he do without a friend like Jason? He thought to himself, utterly sarcastically."Morning to you too, gigolo. You still receiving payment for what you know how to do, or you've begun to miss your targets again?" He moved further away from hearing shots, clearly not in the mood for someone to walk up to him with a morning preaching of how to convert to the ways of Allah."You fucking fool, I'll ruin your business once I see you." Ricky chuckled, teasing his bearded jaw, by the tone of Jason's voice, he was satisfied he had said the right thing. It wasn't a secret to anyone who had gone to the same high school with Jason that his first sexual experience was still a source of embarrassment to him. He had been drunk on the night of his first day at high schooland hit it off with a woman twice his age. H
"Yes, I didn't know you are friends with Jason though."Ricky laughed, and boy did it sound beautiful. "The fool is lucky to have me as a best friend. We've known each other since high school."Jade shook her head in disbelieving admiration, her eyes saying she almost didn't picture him as the kind to maintain friendship for that long. The realisation of what she was probably thinking made him long for something that seemed impossible. It wasn't news that she had a bad impression about him, he wanted to change it."By the way, where did the others go?" He was referring to Annabelle and Ginger, though he was quite pleased they weren't there. It was only a bid to keep the conversation flowing, he had no idea of what to talk to her about, and so he asked that."Oh, I sent Annabelle to print out the script and have a room ready for my manager. She'll be arriving tomorrow morning."Ri
"No, we're going right now." Why was he acting like her wicked grade six teacher and stretching a hand to hold her as though he knew she would run on first opportunity?"Ricky, I'm not running away, I just want to get my cowgirl boots and clothes, give me five minutes and I'll be at the stable."He smiled, she ignored the slight escape of breath she felt at the beauty of the gesture, and focused on her plan. If he smiled, then he must have bought it, right?"I'd love to see you on cowgirl outfit." He was still smiling, she returned it, looking at him with her bold brown orbs open in anticipation. Suddenly, his smile faltered. "Which is why I told the manager to include new sets of clothes for the both of us, part of the services, our clothes are waiting for us there, let's go." This time he grabbed her hand and walked on, placing his arm on her shoulders to prevent her from bolting. Good, now she did feel like a student whose
She bit her lips, knowing that was as tempting as asking if she wanted white wine and chocolates. "If you win, we only forget those restrictions today. After today, we go back to them, deal?"He thought for a while, deciding then not to think of why they must return to those rules when the same fire that consumed him also burned her deep. "Yeah, deal."She stopped abruptly then, her brows raised as she asked."Wait, what about if I win? What do I get?"Shrugging, Ricky resumed walking and she followed, feeling so content walking with him. As though they had really become friends. They were walking their horses beside each other, towards the field where other people were racing in the ring."Believe me baby, nothing is as good as the brain blowing kisses I give. I'll kiss you till you beg me to f...." His voice was deep, sultry and hoarse. She felt her panties dampen."Ricky, that's cheating. You win,