Feeling too overwhelmed by the evening’s event..Fabiola said to him.“I..I can apply the ointment on my body,myself.”He totally ignored that and got into the bed.Before she could blink she was in his arms.“Don’t move.”He warned taking hold of the ointment.He spread it on his hand and gently reached out towards her neck..“I…I can really do it myself.”She said craning her neck but he held her firmly.“Stay still.”Fabiola swallowed as he started to apply the ointment on her…His movement were gentle…tender…slow…When he let go of her and moved towards her legs to apply the ointment there…She couldn’t object anymore…she didn’t want to…It was at the tip of her tongue to ask him how he felt about her…Then she recalled who she was…an orphan…someone who had nothing to offer him…And she recalled what had happened tonight…How can she expect anything from him when her ex keeps bringing trouble?When he had witnessed her ex almost raping her?She quickly fought back her tears…Lorenzo
Fabiola sighed recalling that he could never be her knight in shining armor.She slowly moved away from his arms.“Are you okay now?”Lorenzo asked.She nodded,slowly.”I’m fine.”“Try and get more sleep.”He advised.”And don’t be scared anymore,Fabiola.I will never let anything happen to you.”She stared at him,tentatively and asked.“Why?”“What do you mean why?”He probed,confused.“Why won’t you let anything happen to me?”“Because I promised you protection.”He drawled.”And it’s my duty to do that as long as we’re married.”Fabiola nodded in comprehension and slowly laid down to sleep.What was she expecting?Did she really think he was going to say something else?************************Lorenzo had given her three days to get some rest and not come to the company.She had been worried that Tricia might think she was slacking off but he assured her that he would let the manager know that she was sick.On the fourth day,she awoke feeling a whole lot better and ready to get back to wo
“Some of us saw you get pulled into a van that day.”Esme replied.Fabiola’s eyes narrowed.”Did you perhaps make Dante do that to me as well?”Esme gasped.”How dare you accuse me of something that evil?”Fabiola rolled her eyes…As if she wasn’t evil.The elevator arrived and they got in.Other employees got into the elevator and they couldn’t continue their conversation.But Fabiola felt a bit doubtful of Esme.As soon as she arrived at her desk,Fabiola quickly got busy catching up with work.*************As soon as Esme got into her own comprehensive office,she threw her name tag on the table and stormed off to the break room.While Fabiola was assigned to the creative department,she was assigned to the advertising department…The department was in charge of handling models and celebrities who came to shoot advertisements occasionally.Most of them were famous and very difficult to please which made her always angry.As soon as she got to the break room,she brought out her cellphone
“I mean,you’re so good looking and sometimes it feels so surreal for someone to look so handsome.”He bit his lower lip trying not to smile.He always knew he was a very handsome man.Yes, he was confident about it but hearing her tell him that felt somehow amazing.“Are you perhaps starting to like me,Fabiola?”She blinked.Should she answer positively to that?What if she does?What would he say?She recalled he was someone who wasn’t even affected by their intimacy.So for the umpteenth time,she choose to keep her feelings to herself.She chose to change the topic to something she had observed.“You are yet to hire a secretary.”She pointed out.He shrugged.”Why are you asking?Will you like to be my secretary?”“Of course not…I was just asking.”She snorted and started to arrange the dishes.He stood up and walked over to his swivel chair..She used the opportunity to drool over him from behind…If only she could have his heart.“Are things going well for you in that department?Are y
Getting into the backseat with him,she quickly asked.“Can we please stop by the house?”He frowned.”Why?”“I don’t feel this outfit is suitable enough for the banquet.”She was clad in work clothes and she was sure she would look odd if she goes like this.One might think she was a waiter or something.“I really want to change.”She said with a smile.“Is there any need to?”He asked,nonchalantly.She sighed.”I’m pretty sure the banquet will be filled with so many wealthy men and…”“Fabiola,you are married.”He snapped.“I mean,men and women…people.I’m not going there to impress people I don’t know.I just don’t want to embarrass you.”She said,convincingly.Lorenzo grimaced,she had a point.He ordered the driver to head for the shopping mall.She grew tensed.”You’ve gotten me so many clothes already.I can just go home and change into one of them.”She offered.But he ignored her.She leaned against the chair trying to remind herself that he’s super wealthy.Soon they got to the mall and h
Fabiola was still so nervous as she walked into the Marquee holding onto Lorenzo.They stopped by some elegantly looking people and he began to exchange pleasantries with them.Fabiola faked a polite smile when needed but she was incredibly uncomfortable.Sensing his uneasy she looked,he placed his hand on the small of her back and asked.“Are you okay?”She swallowed as the people around stared at her as well.“I’m good.”She murmured.”I just want to sit down.But please do continue your conversation.”She said,politely and gestured at her empty chair near by.He wanted to go with her but about two more people came around to greet him so he said.“I’ll be right there.”And then he leaned and whispered.”I’ll take you to Mr Thiago later.”Fabiola smiled and nodded.“Mr Martini is such a doting husband.”One of the people around the said.Fabiola’s face flushed as she walked up to a chair.She tried her best to sashay elegantly even if she was still finding it hard to get used to heels.She f
She opened her eyes and blinked,rapidly.Oh she had gotten way ahead of herself there.“I…something flew into my eyes.”“Oh really?”He asked with one of those charming smiles of his.“Yes.”She shrieked.“If you say so,let’s go.”He urged.When the banquet officially begin,it would be hard to meet Thiago then.Fabiola quickly stood up and adjusted her dress then she followed him like an obedient child.She started to imagine meeting Thiago.He might know something about her parents and then he would tell her about them.She would finally locate them and then she would get to know what had happened when she was born.A knocking sound snapped her out of her reverie.She looked up to see Lorenzo knocking on a door.But there was no response.Lorenzo frowned,he had thought Thiago was in here.They heard a burst of laughter from the depths of the hallway.Fabiola looked over to see Cora and Esme laughing and talking as they walked up to them.Then they both noticed Fabiola and Lorenzo’s pres
Fabiola grinned.”You still remember me?”She asked.He smiled back.”Of course.Who wouldn’t?”“I mean,you perform on the streets so I guess you meet a lot of people everyday.”She reminded.Lucien grimaced.Why hadn’t he forgotten her face?She was right…he always met a lot of people on a daily basis so he was quick to forget his customers.Most times,they were the ones who recognizes him first but tonight,he had recognized her.Probably because she had paid that day and did not take her painting?Probably because it was one of the paintings he liked to look at?“Well,I can say you have a face that one can’t easily forget.”He drawled sounding so flirtatious.Fabiola smiled and asked politely.”What are you doing here?”She was on a strapless dress and with him standing,the top of her cleavage was on full display to him.He tried not to make it obvious that he was staring at her boobs.They would be so good to play with.“Mr Thiago invited me.I used to be his apprentice.”He replied.Fabiol