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Alice couldn’t help but rely on the gut feeling that Brandon wasn’t being completely honest with her. He hasn’t texted her the whole day and didn’t drop since yesterday. It was something very un-Brandon-like. He adored her---no, he’s a very devoted partner and this was sacrilege on Alice’s part.She tried calling his phone but all calls went straight to voicemail. “Where are you, Brandon? You better have a good reason for doing this to me.” She muttered under her breath as she entered the luxurious hotel lobby.They were never out in the public but it wouldn’t hurt to check on his natural habitat if he’s there and just deliberately trying to avoid her. Poised and dressed to impress under the designer coat she had on, she made her way to the receptionist who smiled at her like she was the most important person in the planet.“Good evening, Miss. How may I be of service to you?” She politely queried.“I’m looking for Brandon Pembroke, by any chance, is he still here in his office? I’m o

Olivia’s POV:Unfortunately, he tried again and this time I was prepared to control myself. Brandon tilted his head and cupped my jaw with his hand to pull me snugly and comfortably as he ducked lower. Not that I’m surprised or complaining. Pushing his fingers into the underside of my hair, clamping me to him possessively and taking immediate control. I have a severe weakness for this man dominating me the second kissing is involved. Weirdly, as in life, I hate it when he exerts his authority over me at any other time. Before I took over the hotel, he was the alpha male and I don’t want his submission.God. He makes me feel desirable and addicted when he overpowers me sexually.He kissed me softly at first and then opened his lips to tease mine with them and traces my tongue with his. Sensations are swirling, making me dizzy and giddy all at once. Waves of flutters rush from my head to my toes, and my body responds quickly.“The movie tonight is ‘The Godfather’” Brandon pulls away, a

Olivia and Brandon’s private meetings became more frequent over the weeks. He constantly visits her office and that gesture brought gossips among hotel staff. The flowers for her arrived rarer and whenever they do, Brandon makes sure the staff recycles them as décor for the reception desk.There was even a time when Olivia heard some of them talk about her personal life in the pantry and that brought her back to her senses. If the people are talking, that means she’s no longer in control of her precious ‘work-life balance’.It’s five minutes before six in the evening. The nightshift staff had logged in for their shift and those who work in the office have left one hour ago to be with their families. Even her secretary left an hour ago. Olivia is a firm believer of ‘what you can do for today, do not leave for tomorrow’. She had no intentions of working too late that night. Since having Ethan in custody, she tries to be home before his bedtime so she could spend more time with his nephe

Brandon glanced down at his phone lighting up in the center console of his car and sighed as Alice’s name flashed on the screen. That air of irritation and anxiety mingled together and pushed solidly to the surface. He was running late as it was, which he hated like crazy, but he knew for a fact that whatever she wanted, he would give in to.Alice just had a way of getting under his skin, even when she was being as infuriating as in the past months, and try as he might, he had no willpower when it came to her. Hitting his dash connected to his phone, her voice rang around the car's interior as soon as he pressed it. He was on his way to a client meeting.He used his car because he knew he had to. Olivia didn’t want people to see him parked whole night and whole day in her townhouse. This was his last meeting for the day. And he looked forward to fulfilling that promise to Olivia tonight.“Brandon…? Are you there?” She was slurring badly, most likely way too drunk.His temper rose inte

“What was that?” Brandon frowns at her, anger well hidden beneath that cool and calm exterior in which he excelled.“I had a few drinks…or more, that’s what.” Alice shrugged nonchalantly. “You found me, yay.”“Alice, this sh*t is getting old. What’s the problem?” Brandon tugged her with him by the hand, turning away without waiting for more of a response. His manner is all hostile, even if he seems fine to the untrained eye. He’s mad at her, that’s clear.When they got outside into the night air, Brandon lets Alice go to walk ahead to the car, she almost stumbled clumsily. Catching her heel on an uneven paving stone. He guides her to the car silently, in a controlled manner, his face deadpan. Alice can sense the distance between them. Her nerves are gnawing at her, mood wary, skin tingling with apprehension that something is off and different this time. She knows that lately, they haven’t exactly been getting on.For weeks now, there’s been a coolness between them, but right now, besi