She bit her bottom lip hard and bowed her head. "I'm sorry, sir" She whispered to his hearing. Dylan sniffed and rubbed his drink."Get me my usual beverage" He said and walked into his office. Chloe clenched her fist and wished days would pass by so that she would teach him a lesson at home, as Chloe Walker. Currently, she is Ariel Peterson, his naive and sweet secretary who ought to respect him.Chloe left her desk and took the company's debit card from Ellen before leaving the premises. It didn't take Chloe 10 minutes to come back and when she was back, her hand was clinging onto the coffee paper bag."Come in" She heard after knocking on Dylan's door twice.Chloe dabbed her hair and cleared her throat before entering the office. From the looks of it, he seemed busy. Dylan was going through some files on his desk, and he only spared her a glance."Your cup of cappuccino" Chloe said and dropped the coffee cup on the desk.Dylan only nodded, and she turned to leave. However, his voic

"Huhm… What are you doing, Sir?" asked Chloe, defiantly. Dylan pushed his gaze towards her and scoffed, scornfully."What do you mean? Didn't you ask me to hold you? Isn't that exactly what I'm doing?"Chloe chuckled, which triggered his annoyance. "Sir, I mean… You should hold me... wrap your arms around my waist. This will make you not to trip during the ride"Dylan felt stupid at that instant. He cleared his throat and quickly yanked his hand away from her arm. Chloe shook her head and faced front, then wore her helmet back on."Sir, You got to hold me" She reminded."I'm not deaf! Just ride along and don't mind me. I can handle this myself. Goodness! Must you talk? Or have you forgotten how late it's getting?" He scowled.Chloe sighed and whispered a sorry. She held the handles and soon started pedaling. Meanwhile, Dylan could feel his body wavering."Should I hold her?" He thought, his hands slowly reaching her waist side."No!" He thought aloud and took his hand further away. "N

FEW MINUTES AGO*Dylan took off his undergarments and took the white towel from the hanger, which he wrapped around his waist. He danced his way to the bathroom, went nude and turned on the faucet of the shower.He wriggled his body as the cold water poured on him. He took the bar of soap and started massaging it on his body and his hair."Nice" He hummed, and closed his eyes and dug his fingers thoroughly into his hair."Wait, What?" Dylan muttered and quickly opened his eyes. He had noticed that the water finding it way from the nozzle was getting lesser, and it discomforted him."Ouch" He whined and quickly shut his eyes which were being stung by the froth.He traced his fingers to the hanger and quickly pulled the towel which he used in wiping his face."What's going on, seriously?" He thought, feeling vexed. He scanned the area for a while, and that was when his eyes caught a huge cockroach on the wall staring back at him like it wanted to attack.Dylan's mouth tore open and he q

She found herself following the familiar lady from behind. Chloe could swear it was Ariel. She had the same oval face, and the dull brown eyes. Her lips were full, just like Ariel."It should be her" Chloe thought, stretching her head to have a better look at her.However, She noticed this lady didn't walk like Ariel, and it became more confusing for her. Chloe contemplated if she should call her by the name 'Ariel' but her mouth had other plans. It suddenly went mute and wasn't going to say a word at the moment.Chloe's legs gave a swift halt when this lady entered a door. The door opened right away again, and she stretched her neck farther."Are you here for the interview?" She heard a voice which brought her back to her senses.Chloe quickly took her head back, and she met with the Secretary who had shown Dylan his way to the interviewing room."Huh? Wait a second. Aren't you Mr. Dylan's Secretary?" She asked."Uhm… Yes" She replied after a hard swallow."What are you doing here? I

Dylan snuck inside the convenience store like he was a mugger. He slowly walked to the shelf where different sanitary pads and tampons were placed. Seeing some ladies there made him go back."I'm going to kill that Ariel of a being later on" He swore with his resentful eyes glittering."Mr. Dylan?" He heard a small voice the instant he took about three steps. He turned and made a confused facial expression at the onlooker."And you are?" He asked, wondering how the lady knew his name. He couldn't even recognize her due to the so-called face blindness."You must have forgotten me. It's Hailey Peterson" She said calmly.Dylan briefly glanced away. "Another Peterson. They won't be the end of me" He whispered to himself."Sir? You don't remember me?" She asked.Dylan had a retentive memory, of course, and that initially explains how he was able to recognize the men he came to see in California. The involuntary gestures they made, the different styles of their hair and even the sound of th