All Chapters of Irresistible Boss: Succumbing to Your Touch: Chapter 891 - Chapter 900

Anabel's POVSpending time with the girls after what happened on my moving day was really good - it was as if they had wiped all the bad feelings from my mind. Of course, my Rick also contributed a lot to that after we got home. He kept me too busy to think about anything other than his mouth or his hands on my body. And when he finally let me sleep, he filled all my dreams.But it had been two days since all that chaos happened, and I hadn't left the apartment since. Today, however, I would have to go out. It was the day to go to the lab to provide material for the DNA test. I would see Lionel and I was very worried, but Rick would come with me and I had two bodyguards - Douglas and Sandra. She was a bit grumpy and didn't talk much, but she seemed efficient.I was leaning against the bathroom door, watching Rick shave in front of the mirror. He had only a towel wrapped around his waist, leaving his tanned chest exposed. My fingers itched to touch him. I was thinking that I must have d

Flavian's POVI had finally gotten the search and seizure warrant for that sleazy nerd's house who kept resurrecting Anabel's videos on social media. It was harder than I thought, and we only managed to track him down because he got careless over the years, but it was the first loose thread of the ball of yarn we were going to pull."I'm here, detective!" Melissa burst into my office as if she were part of my team.I was always amazed at how at home she felt at the police station. She knew everyone, was always showing up with snacks for the staff, had free access to the kitchen, gave her two cents about the cases we were investigating, and even took it upon herself to organize the files."Hey, Mel, what are you doing here?" I looked at her while putting on my bulletproof vest."What do you mean? I came for the raid! You're not leaving me out of this - I want to twist that cocky little nerd's balls myself!" She made a twisting gesture that made even me wince."You're out of your mind. I

Melissa's POVI was in the police station courtyard with Bonfim, waiting for Flavian to return, while I enjoyed Bonfim's stories about terrorizing his eldest daughter's boyfriend."Listen here, boss lady, the girl barely got out of diapers and she's already dating!" Bonfim complained like the jealous father he was."Bonfim, don't be fake, you know dating is wonderful. She's already a young woman, it's time to find boys." He looked at me with disgust, making me laugh at his expression of suffering."Find boys? She needs to find what she wants to do with her life first," he huffed."She already found she wants to date." I laughed, but a car parking in the courtyard caught my attention, not because of the car, but because of the person who got out of it. Right after, Flavian's patrol cars entered as well. "Bonfim, do you see that lawyer?""Isn't he the one who came here as the lawyer for that daddy's girl who attacked Anabel?" Bonfim adjusted his glasses and looked closely at the guy."Th

Anabel's POVI was already getting bored staying in the apartment all day with nothing to do. I wanted to go back to work, but Rick and Don still didn't think it was safe, plus Attila was doing an excellent job at the company. At least I had the appointment with the doctor that Dr. Molina had referred me to today, so I could get the mental health certificate."What's wrong, pretty girl?" Rick looked at me while I stirred my fruit salad at breakfast."Nothing, sweetheart. I'm just getting bored," I sighed and looked at him."I can imagine. You must be feeling trapped too." He ran his hand across my face. "I'll think of something so you won't be so bored.""At least today I have an appointment.""Yes, I'll come with you.""Sweetheart, you don't need to. You've been putting your work aside too much because of me, you just took on a new position. Besides, the doctor won't let you in." I didn't want him to get tangled up at work because of me."Alright. But Sandra and Douglas will stick to

Anabel's POVIt was past ten when I got home. I was tired, but my fierce protectors were still going strong. Even though I'd already done all the tests, they were still arguing about whether staying at the hospital until that hour had been a smart decision."That's your problem, Douglas, you never listen!" Ms. Pitbull complained when the elevator opened in the penthouse lobby."You talk too much, Sandra!" Mr. Rottweiler shot back."That's enough!" I was tired and turned to face them both, out of patience. They'd been arguing all afternoon, muttering behind me like two grumpy old folks. "Both of you, go rest. I'm home and safe, thanks to you two. And whatever your problem is, work it out! Was I clear?"They just nodded. I turned and went inside. Rick was sitting in the living room with thousands of papers spread across the coffee table. The bodyguards had already disappeared."Brought work home, sweetheart?" I asked and went over to him."No, pretty girl, these are personal things," he