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A Deal With Mr. Baron Eleven: Our Little Secret.
From where she sat, Sofia could see the large outstretched roofs that soared into the skies above Salem. The wind was eerily cold and she held tightly to savor her cup of coffee. Occasionally a passerby would roam across on a phone call, be it the street photographers or just the normal coffee drinkers like herself. It was a peaceful town which was something strange.However, she moved not an inch as she sat with her legs folded up in her chair. Her hands fell to her keyboard and over the last half an hour, she had pondered on the perfect opening sentence for this book she was working on. An opening sentence that made a point—that was bold and still somehow captured her sense of humor.It was tough, trying to write again especially with a lot of things going on. Just then an ice cream truck with a whistle drew her out her thoughts and coincidentally, she brought her eyes to Theo who had been just opposite her ever since.“You want?” He scoffed with a smirk and she rolled her eyes to th
A Deal With Mr. Baron Twelve: The Other Woman.
Mr Winters lifted his gaze from the plate of food in front of him. He halted his chewing, seeing his wife had barely eaten anything, for the last few days even. And his hands dropped the cutleries to his plate before gulping down some water.“Theresa” Ferdinand called with a heavy accent in his tone.Her eyes remained fixed on nothing in particular as she zoned out of that kitchen to where she was. “The police are doing their best to find where she is and Sofia will come back” Knowing what this was about, he continued and it was then Theresa darted her eyes back to him.They were red with sour patches beneath that had shown she’d been crying for days. She never stood up for Sofia when she was around and she realized how much of a grave mistake that was. Because now, not only did she lose one daughter, Theresa had lost two and when she looked into Ferdinand’s eyes, she faced the pain and her heart was stung by immense resentment.“It’s been one week” She gritted through her teeth and hi
A Deal With Mr. Baron Thirteen: Facing The Devil.
The satin hazelnut dress fell across her slender frame and with her hands clasping her hips, Sofia made her way into the banqueting hall. She had halted next to Oscar Baron for a few seconds and he had barely said a word to her.When the elevator doors chimed, only then did he link his arms around hers and they made their way into the chilly room and underneath the lavish crystal chandelier that dropped from the ceiling. In the process, a smile was quick to light up her lips as the hall immediately graced their presence with murmurs and several people throwing their heads over their shoulders. It was a strictly private dinner party with mostly his family members who ought to know he was married.That way, only them knew before the media did.And by the way Oscar darted his eyes back and forth, it was obvious amongst the guests, he searched for his own father. He had invited Ronald, not that he even expected him to be here but at least all the three Baron brothers were around—dressed
A Deal With Mr. Baron Fourteen: Let Me Go, Dimitri.
Sofia shuddered the moment she met his harkening gaze.Dimitri placed the phone into his pockets and with each step he took towards her, she took double backwards. With an earnest arch between his brows, he struck a finger at her. “You!” Came a tone that was lacey and very threatening and Sofia pushed a hard lump down her throat.Throwing her head over her shoulders, the corridors were idle with the door to the dinner party closed to the both of them and she had wandered into the garden, something that seemed to be the worst of ideas now once she thought back.“Were you eavesdropping?” He asked.“No” She blurted out in fright and you could tell from the shaky breathes that escaped her lips. The winds breezed into her crimson face and she found it difficult to walk with her back. However, she couldn’t risk breaking eye contact with Dimitri. Only God knew what he was capable of. He had a cold gaze that pierced into her glossy eyes, out of fear.“I swear—“ She stuttered.“I just came for
A Deal With Mr. Baron Fifteen: Don’t Ever Touch My Wife Again.
“What?” Sofia watched his eyes spark with rage once she’d told Oscar what had happened and immediately, he drifted apart from the wall and towards her. Setting his gaze around her bruised neck, he examined her injuries with deep breathes escaping his lips.“Did Dimitri—Did Dimitri lay his hands on you?” He just wanted to know one thing and that was it. Sofia tried to shake her head but his eyes darted to her ankles as well and he just knew it was him.He knew there was an altercation——that Dimitri dared lay his hands on his wife. “Oscar. Don’t try to save me.” She called him before he left and holding his hands back, he threw her a gaze over his shoulders. ”Let me go” He muttered, fuming with a rage to make the bastard pay. “You just stay right here” He withdrew his hands from her and charged through the doors, leaving Sofia to limp behind him. She held up her dress, trailing towards the banqueting hall where Dimitri had retracted to with pretense buried in his eyes as he conversed
A Deal With Mr. Baron Sixteen: I Will Always Protect You.
The metal gates drifted apart with a buzz and the first person to receive him back from the penitentiary was his wife whose shoulders Oscar brushed past. He’d only spent a few hours in there but you could see the disgust plastered on his face, like he couldn’t wait to get home to a long shower to wash the prison stench off him. “You could say thank you.” Aaron who had gotten him out muttered beneath his breath but without saying any word to either of them, Oscar made his way to the front seat of the car.Aaron squinted at her with the keys in his hands and they walked back to drive home. Oscar exchanged quick glares through the rear view mirror and Sofia just sat in the back seat with a hard lump slipping down her throat—she was a hundred times relieved that he had been let out. That Oscar was coming home. The drive was eerily silent and the minute they pulled over in the mansion driveway, he was the first to alight the vehicle and he made his way up the portico that led into the hou
A Deal With Mr. Baron Seventeen: I Fucked You In My Dreams.
"I want you to kiss me, Sofia."She felt his veiny hands venture up the sides of her skin till his fingertips undid her bra. Her thighs were locked around his waist as her brassiere fell to the floor with a thud. His hands squeezed her breasts that fell loose as his lips crashed into hers. What started as a slow, delicate kiss had taken a rapid course for something much more intricate—much more urgent. The way he gripped into her tempestuous back, as if he needed her so much that drawing away from her tender, thin lips would stop his heart.And shriveling moans escaped Sofia's lips as her lips tasted the ecstasy of the heavens underneath his tongue. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head and the feverish kiss hardly parted . Both lips reddened because of the intense and the rage of the moment and she could hear the low groans that escaped his lips.Her hands wrapped around his neck as a lump of her saliva choked the back of her throat as she bent backwards. He went down on her, trail
A Deal With Mr. Baron Eighteen: Coffees ‘n Cream.
There was a cloud of seriousness that seeped into the atmosphere of the boardroom. With his legs crossed unto each other and a fist that held firm his chin, Oscar darted his eyes around until they fell on Aaron’s. For the sake of their father’s company was the only ever interaction that they had and Henry, being the financial manager stood before them.“Over the last few months, we’ve progressed to about a forty percent increase in profit in both our products and stocks. Ten of our affiliate companies have proved to be a very successful investment” He narrated with a whole powerpoint slideshow on the projector in front of the room.There were a score of people in the cold, dark room. Many of whom had been set by Ronald to run the company in his absence. But the only eyes Oscar met with was his brother’s. “I thought they were eleven companies as of last month?” He piped forward, uncrossing his legs and when he spoke, no one dared to interrupt him. Henry cleared his throat with his han
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