He knew. He knew that she was in his penthouse and nothing could change that. She contemplated running for the door but he'd probably intercept her way before she made it inches near that door. She wasn't blind to that strong athletic build of his. Plus she had seen him lock the door, so the idea was already a failure before implementation.  Now that she thought about it, he had literall

"There have been some changes?" Anelia questioned Tracy as she rummaged in her handbag for her phone. It was on silent; as usual, which was probably why she hadn't seen the message on the group. Nevertheless, the notification would have popped up on the screen. "Shh!" Tracy cried and gestured for her to not bother checking on her phone. "It hasn't been announced yet. I just took the liberty of confiding in you because, well, I feel like you're the only person who ever asks me how I'm doing around here. I swear the rest of the people just act like I'm invisible. Plus I trust you to keep this to yourself before the executives decide to officially announce it."Anelia smiled and nodded her head. She put her phone inside her handbag without looking as her eyes remained focused in Tracy. She suddenly felt like she was back in high school and she had just about been told the gossip of the week. She leaned over Tracy's clean oak table and lowered her voice."Is it something worth knowing or

"What're you doing here?" She muttered after her brain had finally regained it's ability to function and her mouth to speak. The two were thankfully back to working together; allowing her to finally verbalise and not shrivel in her mortification.  Mortification that he had seen her twerking out. Wiggling her butt like her life depended on it. Otherwise, she might really run like she had

The amount of money he was willing to pay her was enough to make her double take, especially when the job was quite simple; just helping out Mrs Hally, a woman that already had no problem keeping her suite in order. Everything was always impeccable in her suite, which was why Anelia thought it ridiculous that he'd pay that much.  Dexter saw the frown on her face. Perhaps the money wasn't

Anelia gulped and tried to wiggle her way out of Dex's arms; something that only served to further agitate her as she only managed to rub her chest right up against his rigid chest. Anelia sighed with much exasperation. "Let go of me," she seethed, looking him right in those black orbs that were his eyes. Dex seemed to be taking pleasure in seeing her distressed; seeing her helplessly vulnerable in his arms. She was indeed a very small creature and fit quite perfectly in his arms like she was meant to be there. An insane part of him rather