The whole office was almost empty. Even the employees who used to stay for late sittings had left on time due to weekend excitement.His laptop clicking was more audible now because of the extraordinary quietness.At last, he closed his laptop and stretched in his seat. He knew it was way more past dinner time. He held the laptop bag and entered the private elevator to reach the penthouse floor. Once he entered the living room, his eyes fell on the other portion where lights were out. He changed into pajamas with a white button-down soft cotton shirt.Abigail must have gone out for the weekend. Thank God for that. It was a mistake inviting her. He did not want her to keep her hopes high.Celine also did that and thought that she could take advantage of him. He had few bed partners in the past. But he never let them involve except making him happy in bed. Once done with the pleasure, they were welcome to leave. None of them was ever allowed to spend the ni

She was walking down the aisle with someone. Kyle was waiting for her. She was all happy and smiling looking at him. And then she realized Kyle was not alone.“You may now kiss the bride.” she heard someone announce this. She wanted to scream at the top of her lungs. How could father say this? She has not even reached there, how can he pronounce Kyle and her, husband and wife?She again looked at him and then gasped. Chloe was standing there right next to Kyle, looking very beautiful holding his hand. She was wearing the same wedding dress.How come Chloe wearing a similar one?Did they purchase two wedding gowns?She was panting as if she had been in a marathon.The bride and groom looked at her and then started kissing each other. She was shocked. She tried to stop them by screaming. But again not even a single sound came out of her throat.She wanted to ask Chloe about the wedding dress too. But If Chloe was wearing her

Abigail did deserve something more than a contract marriage. For contractual marriage, there were many women available who were ready to get paid and get laid. But this girl in his arms was worthy of something much better.Someone much better. She took this hasty step to get back at her ex and sister. But she was much more than that. Once she would achieve what they both were only dreaming… that would become the best revenge.When Abigail woke up it was almost evening. Hunter’s both arms were around her with a duvet over her. She raised her head and found him staring at the ceiling. As if sensing her, he looked at her and held her chin. “Hungry? “ She realized she was in bed which only meant …   She started blushing to the roots thinking that he lifted her and brought her to bed... But Hunter kept staring at her. To take his eyes and concentration off her she spoke what came first to her mind. “You know I am

“WHAT!” Molly choked badly on her beer. She covered her mouth with her palm and ran towards the sink.“Molly! Stop it. You are my friend and you are supposed to … Well. Leave it!”But Molly was laughing uncontrollably clutching her tummy, “Abigail. Seriously. How can you forget that code?”Abigail was just sitting there pouting not looking at her friend. Then she picked up a fashion magazine and started going through it.I can do this! I can ignore her. I should never have told her this.“Abigail. I guess you ARE getting old.”No answer.“Abigail. What was Hunter’s reaction?”No. I am not replying to her!“Abigail. Only I am the one who knows your phone code. I can call Hunter and ask him myself about his reaction.”“Don’t you dare!” Abigail smacked the magazine on the center table.“Oh. I would dare

“My room number in this hotel sweetheart. The private elevator can bring you to me.” With that he winked at her and left the room, whistling.After he closed the door behind him, Hunter turned around to her. Abigail stood from her place, expecting to face the same anger from him as he was still frowning. But when he spoke his voice was very gentle. “Please sit down.”Taking a sigh of relief, Abi started walking towards the other chair but he stopped her and gestured her to sit on his seat instead. Abigail shook her head, “No sorry Hunter. That’s not going to happen.”“Come on, Abigail” His tone held a warning.Abigail didn’t argue and did what he wanted her to do. Taking a deep breath he sat on the other chair and smiled a little, “I am sorry. I was stuck in a meeting.” then his eyes fell on her coffee. “It’s cold now. I would ask them to replace it.”“N