“Hassan!” I called out his name in a low shocked voice, unable to believe he was here in my office. I walked in and closed the door behind me, and looked up to see him facing me wearing that gorgeous smile that makes me weak in the knees. “I brought coffee just like I promised,” he raised the two cups in his hand. I didn't think he would have done it. Lots of men promise things that they don't end up fulfilling, and I must say it pleases me to know that he is different in that regard. “You know that one cup is enough,” I teased as I made my way around the table to the other side. “I thought that I keep you company while you drink your cup,” he said with a wink. “May I?” He indicated the seat across from mine. “Please,” I waved him down. “Here this is for you,” he pushed the cup in his right hand towards me. Peering at him through my upper lashes I lifted the cup to my lips to have a taste. He was watching me with that playful twinkle in his smoldering brown eyes, giving him a bo

Tim straightened up, adjusted his tie and then looked down at me again. "I don't want to lose this job." His tone has completely changed. He no longer had the arrogant look he had on earlier. He looked slightly unease, as if there was something else bothering him. If I cared I would have asked but I don't so I didn't. "I am sorry Tim, but you dared me when you walked out that door. You have left me with no other option. If I don't fire you I will be a fool to everyone in this office, and as I am trying to command their respect that is the least thing I want right now.""Come on Ruby they would only think you were joking. No one really expects you to fire me for that little infraction back there." The fact that he was dismissing his insolence towards me in the meeting, despite knowing that I was his boss threatened to ignite my fury again, but I wasn't going to let him reel me up again. So I asked in the calmest tone that I could afford. "If I was a man would you have questioned my au

He stood calmly waiting patiently for my scrutiny to be over. It didn't feel as if the air around him moved. It was amazing how someone as big as him could achieve such stillness, and I don't mean he is fat. If anything he is a specimen of raw muscles exuding such raw masculinity that as a female you couldn't help being affected by it. And his height put the word I in intimidate. Every single part of me was arrested by this man. He made me sit up and take notice, but a small part of me was intimidated. I wanted to be as far away from him as possible. He screamed danger without uttering a word. I slowly took the phone from his hand while wondering in my mind how in the fuck my pops thought that I could play make believe with this man. This is no barbie's Ken, but a gangster even though he looked so dandy in his black suit that whoever his tailor is made to fit his muscular frame to a perfection. "May I join you?" I didn't expect such a gentleman attitude from him. Everything about hi

His message made me pause in my steps as I stared down at them. Something tells me that his words had an underlying meaning that I wasn't sure I wanted to probe further. "You are back?" My grandfather's words snapped my attention away from my phone, and I looked up at my grandfather with no so happy look. He was in his black nightwear and black robe, and was looking at me with a hopeful expression like he was expecting a gift from me. "We need to talk pops," I growled coldly and walked past him towards the main building. "What! why? Did you not like him?" He shots off as he fell in step behind me. I ignored his questions until we were in the living room and I went straight to his living room wine cellar and took out his unopened brandy. It was his favorite. I picked a glass with me and brought them to the island across from it. "What are you doing?" He frowned at me. "Waiting for an explanation," I muttered in a flat tone as I uncorked the bottle and poured a glass for myself.

"Ruby!" I heard Pops call out as I walked away from the living room, but I ignored him, hastening my footsteps. My intention was to get away from him and wallow about my situation in peace. I can't believe he would try to use me like this. As I stormed my way through the halls of the mansion the servants stayed out of my way at one look at the stormy expression on my face like I was a speeding car that would crash into them if they didn't stay clear. I ignored everything around me. The stare, the whispers. They would have heard pops and I arguing, and I am sure talking about it, but at this moment, I didn't give a damn about anything. I banged the door to my bedroom with a loud snap and then threw myself face down on my bed. What a colossal fuck! I thought thinking about the whole messy situation. I hope pops makes it clear to the Stones that the deal is off, because there is no way in hell I was marrying that arrogant son of a bitch. The very thought of the few minutes spent in hi