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Gabriel froze, as regret filled his eyes. He could not say that she was lying because she was drunk. No person would tell lies when drunk and he was sure that Maeve would not remember anything when she woke up the next morning. She looked depressed and heartbroken so if it wasn’t because of Dylan and Sandra, then who? Also, she broke up with Gabriel because of Dylan so what changed? And why was she still with Dylan and wearing his engagement ring if she hated him as much as she said? “Then why are you with him?” Gabriel asked her. Maeve was drowsy so she was about to lean against the bar counter when Gabriel pulled her towards him, so his head was resting against his chest. He was standing while she sat on the bar stool so that was the most comfortable position for her. “I just want to recover everything he stole and make him pay for messing with me. For messing with my head and making me think that he cared about me. For making me sign the divorce papers and embarrassing you." She
“Are you two together?” Doreen froze at the door when she saw their uncompromising position. Since Gabriel had not discussed with Maeve how she wanted the relationship to be, his only motive was to rebuke his sister when Maeve asked, “Can you keep a secret?” Her gaze was focused on Doreen, the latter smiled and nodded her head whiles she replied, “Better than anyone.” Maeve glanced at Gabriel and her cheeks burned before she looked at Doreen again and said, “Then yes. We only settled our differences today.” She disappointedly lifted herself from Gabriel’s lap but was engulfed in a warm hug from Doreen. Maeve hugged her back, her disappointment at not getting the kiss she so much desired fading away. Gabriel was shocked and asked Doreen, “You are not upset?” “Why should I be? This is what I’ve always wanted for the two of you, nothing less,” Doreen responded while hugging Maeve tighter. When she pulled away, Maeve went back to her desk while Doreen sat in front of Gabriel. Gabr
Maeve was about to move to her desk when Gabriel’s hands tightened around her waist. He enjoyed the closeness and did not want to stop. Lifting the intercom, he dialed the reception, the secretary answered, “Mr. Scott, I’m sorry I forgot about the intercom. I have a lot of transfer request confirmation from the branches, needing your approval.” Gabriel was both excited and stunned. This was not something he could postpone because it involved a lot of money. He couldn’t believe he was having both the happiness of his love together with massive business progress. Whatever good luck Maeve carried with her, Gabriel was happy that she settled for him, returning the love he kept in his heart for so long. “Right, give me a moment.” Gabriel hung up and took Maeve’s lips once more. Gosh! It was so addictive; he did not want to stop. Whereas with business waiting, office romance needed to be forcefully pushed to the back. His voice was so soft and filled with desire whiles he said, “Now t
Maeve was woken up by the ringing of her phone. She was so tired, responding without checking the caller ID. “Hello,” “Good morning, wonder woman.” The velvety sensual voice was able to remove all the tiredness she felt, as energy returned to her body. But she was surprised by the pet name he gave her, instantly forming one for him through smiles, “Good morning, my addiction.” “Wow. Am I so addictive?” Gabriel was knocked with surprise but also proud to be nicknamed like that by her. No wonder she never wanted to leave his side. She was his wonder woman because of her contribution to his successes, which was still surprising to him. “You have no idea,” Maeve chuckled in response while she lay on her back, facing the chandelier above her. This was the first time Gabriel woke her from sleep and it felt so good. “I like it and I thought about asking why you are not here when I’m still at your car park.” Gabriel sounded amused but Maeve felt sorry for keeping him waiting for so l
“You mean she had sex with her ex as a goodbye gift?” Gabriel was shocked and asked, shocked by how ruthless Tyra could be. He never met her in person and was glad to have not to. Ethan smiled bitterly and nodded his head in agreement. “That is how she termed it, Gabby, how can I stay married to a woman like that?” He pursed his lips thoughtfully and asked, “Can I have whiskey?” “I don’t keep strong drinks here because it’s an office but it has already happened so put yourself together,” Gabriel patted him on the back while leading him to the sofa in his office and sitting beside him. Ethan recounted miserably, while scratching his head frustratedly, “I don’t even know how I got here. I just mentioned your address to the driver who picked me up at the airport and before I realized, I was here.” Gabriel was devastated by what his best friend was going through. “I think you need rest. I will book hotel accommodation for you.” Ethan was shocked and frowned imperceptibly, “Can’t I cr
Earlier that day Dexter was in his office when his secretary brought his morning coffee. Without as much as lifting his eyes from what he was doing, he asked, just as the secretary was about to go away. “Where is Doreen? Why have you brought me coffee these past few days?” Dexter thought Doreen had taken a short leave or was busy for which reason she had not brought his coffee, not expecting it to continue forever.His secretary turned around, looking confused. Doreen was not the secretary so why was her boss demanding that she brought him his coffee? “Sir, I am responsible for your coffee.” Dexter lifted his head and his expression was unfriendly and his tone carried a rare chagrin. “Should I query you for allowing her to serve my coffee in the morning, and fruits in the afternoon when it was not her job?” The secretary bit her lips. Indeed, it was wrong for her to allow Doreen to be serving the boss’s coffee. The first day, she pretended to be sick and when Doreen sent his coff
Gabriel was worried about Doreen for her betterment because she still hadn't stopped crying at night and covering her face with makeup in the morning. If Dexter would see her without makeup, then he would understand the depth to which she was damaged because of him. Dexter could not be blamed since he was not aware and had not made any promises to Doreen but since he came after she had left, Gabriel wanted to have this serious talk with him. ‘If you want to see her, she is here in this office but I am concerned about your concern because I would not do what you are doing for any of my staff.’ Gabriel’s serious words kept ringing in Dexter’s mind like a bell. His steps were slow but he made it to the chair in front of Gabriel and sat down, since he mentioned that Doreen was in the office. It meant that Gabriel had an inner room or Doreen was in the washroom. Since she was the reason why Dexter was there, he decided to talk with Gabriel, as he was also surprised that Doreen had such
Doreen raked her mind to find a suitable excuse. She got one, not knowing if it was good enough. “They were from magazines.” Dexter laughed and Doreen felt embarrassed. He felt the texture and knew those pictures were not from magazines. Besides, from which magazine could one get so many pictures of Dexter alone? Dexter was a businessman and not a model. “And they are all my pictures?” Doreen felt awkward at the way he caught her lies so fast. “I have work to do. There is a lot of pressure with sales.” She was about to stand when Dexter held her by the hand across the conference table. Doreen stiffened as if his touch burned her, and she quickly withdrew her hand. Dexter was lavishing in the warmth of her hand and when she withdrew it, he was saddened but also grateful that she did not leave like she wanted. “Doreen, please. Be honest with me for this once. Do you feel anything for me? I mean, forget that I was once your boss. Did you perhaps feel any attraction towards me?” H