“Abigail! Tomorrow, there would be a charity ball from our biggest business rival. We both need to be there.” Hunter said while still engrossed in his laptop.“Would it be okay if I reach the office late tomorrow? … I mean more late than usual?”She was in bed, ready to sleep in his t-shirt and cotton shorts.“Yes, why?” Hunter raised his face from the laptop.“I need to go shopping.” He regarded her for a few seconds and then closed his laptop. For some unknown reason, he seemed happy.“Take the car and driver with you. He would accompany you throughout.”“You mean the whole time? Why?” she asked while going through her messages“For security.” He said while climbing on the bed. “I would leave my credit card. You would get yours in around two days.”Putting aside her phone, she sat up not understanding a thing, “Credit

Breathe Abigail. Breathe. Inhale. Exhale. Good girl.She was standing before the giant door at the end of the corridor. The guard checked her invitation and ushered her in.The moment she entered the door she raised her chin, straightened her posture, and managed a confident grin on her face.Men started checking her out with interest but Abigail did not seem to notice them. She was looking for the one and only.Her eyes were combing the crowd around her when suddenly her eyes fell on a group of men. He was there, with his back towards her.She could easily recognize him anywhere maybe because of his distinguished height and broad shoulders.His shoulder blades tensed a bit under his jacket sensing her presence. He gradually turned around with a wine glass in his hand and could not control the gasp escaping his lips.There stood his wife.Well! Seemed like his wife.This was not his usual coffee girl.The

She had been sitting idly in her office since morning. There was no meeting scheduled for today. Usually, she used to enjoy this time teasing Hunter. It had been five fuc*king days since their study room smooching contest.It had been five days since that silly episode, she had barely seen her husband. He was reaching home late, after almost her bedtime. He would change and then would dash to his study for some unknown project. Mornings had become worse. He was leaving earlier even before she woke up.It had been five days, despite coming to the office daily he was no more sharing the office with her but was using the conference room for his work and meetings.Everyone at the office knew about the workload so nobody seemed to notice this change. Plus Hunter had maintained a cordial relationship with her especially when a third person accompanied them.She was missing him like hell.Just then somebody entered the office.Is i

This meeting was not held in any conference room of the hotel. Abigail went to a warehouse located near the hotel with all the participants of the program. All their wood furniture was placed in the warehouse.They all were waiting for her a bit confused because they were used to getting invited to sophisticated rooms with comfortable seats.Ethan wanted to record the meeting and Abigail agreed to it.She walked in with an air of confidence and style. Wearing khaki ankle-length pants paired with a maroon semi-formal chiffon blouse. A pair of diamond studs were there to complete the look.“Welcome everyone. I am Abigail Levisay, state head of the Empowerment program. I know Ethan Quest is managing it here in Manhattan for us for quite some time and he is doing exceptionally well. But the reason for coming here was to be loud and clear about a few things.”She paused and waved frantically around her.“This is your furniture.

They were walking on the sidewalk, hand in hand, carrying coffee cups. Both of them were quiet, busy with their thoughts. He was looking even sexier with the same cold and lethal aura.“Why you bought me this coffee?” her question stopped him giving her a chance to step before him, facing him.“Because someone was so much mad at me that all this time, she did not drink her coffee. I wanted some alone time with you, coffee girl.” He tucked her hair strand behind her ear with the same gentle expression. “You don’t like it here?”“Place doesn’t count anymore, Hunter. It’s you.” She said smiling.I learned it the hard way! She told him quietly.“It’s me? Really? Am I more important than your coffee then?” His eyes twinkled.“Nah. Never.” Her answer made him chuckle.Just then the drizzling started.“Are you staying in a hotel?&rdqu