Ella stared at her boss and for a second there, she was going to lose her temper. She’d specifically said that she was trying to find a restroom, then why on Earth had he led her into his bedroom? Her earlier thought about his wish to claim her as one of his conquests reared its ugly head. Her jaw clenched as she tried her best to calm herself by telling herself that if he made any moves, she could always knee him between his thighs, then run like hell. So when she finally opened her mouth, she was quite proud of herself for sounding calm and reasonable. “Why did you bring me here?” Without saying a word, he took her hand and was about to drag her when she planted her feet firmly on the floor and refused to follow him. "What on Earth are you doing, Sir?" She had subtly added ‘Sir’ in her sentence in the hope to remind her that he was her boss and that this was borderline inappropriate. “Didn’t you say you want to go to the restroom?” he asked incredulously as if she’d just asked h
Ella Stanford "He did kiss you, didn't he?" asked Damon once they were out in the parking lot. Ella blinked before her face reddened. "Did you see?" She knew there was a little chance that Damon had seen it since she and Javier had been in his bedroom but still, there was no other reason that she could think of. "Nope, but I wish I did." Damon wiggled his eyebrows, teasing her. "It is all over your face, babe. You look slightly flushed and when you came back from the restroom, you acted all weird." He paused, scrunching his nose then clapped his hands. "Oh, and you can not wait to get home. That is the weirdest one." "I am just tired," said Ella which was not entirely a lie. She was emotionally tired having to remain cool and unaffected by Javier's every move. "Because of the kiss?" teased Damon again, to which Ella replied with a nudge on his waist. "Ow! No need to harass me. But seriously, girl, was he good?" Hearing Ella's contented sigh and watching the look on her face, he
A smile hovered on Javier’s lips as he arrived at his office this morning. Over his coffee and the splendid breakfast made by his maid, Leigh, he’d thought of his plan in seducing his little secretary Miss Ella Stanford. A lively sense of anticipation tingled through his body as he swung the door open, fully expecting Ella to be at her table. Yet it quickly died down when he noticed that there was no sign of her arrival. Her usual brown coat wasn’t on the hanger and her desk was still cleared, looking precisely as it had been when he had left his office last Friday. Where the hell was she? Or perhaps excitement had made him arrive earlier than he had thought. He moved his arm and checked his watch. It was fifteen minutes past nine. He hadn’t arrived early, she’d been the one arriving late! He had never known her to be here before him. She’d always been punctual. Her failure to do so today was aggravating, especially since he had sent her a text telling her that he needed to discuss
C H A P T E R 1 2 : T H E O V E R D U E B R E A K U P J A V I E R S U M M E R S Javier stared at the door for a few minutes once he heard the click signaling that it had been tightly shut. If he was being honest, Ella's resignation had shocked him. Through and through. He had never thought that she would quit her job. "Damn," he hissed under his breath so that the one person who just had shaken his world on the other side of the room would not hear a thing. He had tried his best to remain cool and calm in conveying his response earlier because the last thing he wanted was for Ella to realize how important her role actually was. If she knew how scared he was to lose her, she would be inclined to overvalue herself. He blinked as a thought came to her. Perhaps she wanted to quit because the money was not enough. Maybe the reason why sh
Ella Stanford looked up as Javier left his office, shoving his phone and wallet into his pocket. Without even looking, she knew where he was probably heading. She refrained from sighing. It did not take a genius to know that her boss was on his way to meet his lover, London Star. Every day it was the same. The phone call he had received before lunchtime would determine who he would be spending his lunchtime with. Either his family (either his older brother, Thornton, or his youngest sister, Clara, or on a rather rare occasion, his mother) or his most recent lover. Most of the time, it was the latter.Since evidently, London had called merely fifteen minutes ago, it had been determined that he would be spending his lunchtime with her. And if she was right, they were probably going to go to a restaurant in a five-star hotel around the area and once the lunch was concluded, they would retreat to a suite and ravish each ot
Javier stepped out of his Rolls Royce and into the fresh air and breathed in deeply, appreciating the feel of the sun on his skin. Although he mostly spent his afternoon with either his family or his lover, he couldn’t help but admit that it was quite nice to be away from the hustle and bustle of the office for a little while and simply be in his own company. He walked towards the coffee shop not far from his office building. It was tucked away at the corner of the street. Once upon a time, back when he was fresh from the university and was working a managerial level job, he used to go there often. Nowadays, not so much. “Javier!” Crystal Jones, a stout little woman behind the counter who also happened to be the owner, greeted him. He was surprised that she even recognized him and remembered his name. “Long time no see. How are you?”“I am well, thank you,” he replied to her with a brief smile. “I have been busy. So, what delicious specials do you have today?”“Well, the twins came ba
"Damon did offer to come with me," started Ella, a little unsure whether she had to tell him the truth. It would be very embarrassing indeed to acknowledge that she had a friend who pretended to be her boyfriend. She was not sure she could bear him knowing. She would die if she saw him giving her a mocking smile or any snide remark. Although she would soon leave his company, she wanted to leave with her dignity remain intact. "But I do not want to trouble him."Javier frowned. A few lines formed on his forehead as his eyebrows joined in the middle. "Why not? He is your boyfriend. If I were him, I would insist on coming.""He-" Ella swallowed convulsively. "Well, Damon is a dear friend and I am sure he is busy with work. It is Monday after all.""Friend?" Her boss's face looked every bit confused. His brows shot up, and his eyes widened. He almost looked lost. "Did you two break up?"
C H A P T E R 1 6 : H E R D E N I A L Scarlet invaded Ella's face. Her eyes widened, then her lids dropped, hiding herexpression. She moved quickly into the kitchen and without thinking picked up ice cream from the fridge.She carried it into the sitting room and placed it on a mat in the center of thetable. Damon was finding bowls while Tanner was looking for cutleries.In less than five minutes, the ice cream was served. “No comment, then?" Damon asked at last. "Your imagination runs riot," Ella said without looking at him or Tanner. "Darling, just because you yourself have never noticed your sensitivity to Javier Freaking Summers it does notmean you have learned to hide it from everyone else," Damon told her frankly. "I knew the firsttime I saw you together. You admitted years ago that he liked you." "I di