For the brief time that I worked for Charles as his secretary, the sparks between us arose. I even had a better idea by now about the way that he felt for me after I saw the painting of me in his room which he was still to finish.
But that wasn’t holding me down or anything. It wouldn’t have been right to assume that he loved me and wanted me just because he was making a painting of me. So, I decided to keep it very casual with him.
When we left home and reached the Gucci store, I was amazed at the beauty of it. I couldn’t have ever been able to afford shopping there. But even though Charles had taken me to that store, I felt overwhelmed.
That was not the plan; I didn’t want to work for him to get new and expensive clothes from him. My intentions were very clear, and I only wanted to help him get unburdened, but I also felt burdened as we walked into such an expensive store with him.
Right when I was about to fall down, someone who was also walking in the corridor but coming in my direction, took a few steps at a very fast pace and caught me in a jiffy, just in time. I fell on him and my boobs hit his chest, bam!Our bodies got so close, but that was only because he saved me from falling to the floor, which would have been very embarrassing for me on my first day at work. He smelled amazing, and his body also felt very firm to me. Even though I fell down on him, and I had to get back up on my own feet, I hoped for him to at least be good-looking.Immediately as this happened, Charles turned around and put his phone in his pocket. The expression on his face told me that he was not very happy. It was dicey if he was furious seeing me fallen and being so close to someone else as I was still in his arms when he turned around, or if it was because I tripped and fell at work.After I saw him getting infuri
Charles looked confused at the question that I asked him. After seeing his expression, I bothered to explain to him the context which was referred to. So, I took a deep breath because it was going to be an explanation I thought would not come out right, and I felt that I would fail to do justice to the clarification.After much deliberation, I gathered courage to ask the billionaire who I was living with the question that had been on my mind since the very start. The first day at work with him couldn’t make me hold on to that question in my mind any longer. Especially after seeing the perfect women who he dealt with on a day-to-day basis.“Why me?” I asked one more time before I continued with the proper description of the reason I was asking him that. I explained, “You are a big man with so many contacts with people closer to your status, living standard wise and also financial. You can reach literally any woman you
“Olivia, I have lived the playboy lifestyle till my parents were alive,” Charles said as he started to explain the reason for which he gave me the option of staying at his house.“It was after I lost my family, the load of managing the full business of my dad came on me. During the time that he was alive, he never let me take the burden of managing any of the businesses. I would go to the office at times, but then I did my own thing because the money flow would always be there for me,” he stated.“When I started managing the businesses, it became very difficult for me to balance it with the work which I had to do along with the lifestyle which I was living at that time. But still, for a very long time I continued to be that way.”“It was two summers ago when I got the news that the girl who I loved very much in school killed herself because a guy who was a playboy like me ended u
As I was convincing myself to stay in the present situation and not to get lost in my dreamland where I would imagine that if I said yes to Charles for the question which he asked, he would tell me that he loved me. No matter how badly I wanted to be that girl who he started to love, I needed to be in touch with reality where I stood no chance to be with him in any more way than we were at that time.So, I quickly answered that question which he asked me in the way that I felt right because if I was not getting my love, it didn’t mean he should also not get his. It would have been very bad of me if I had come in between a couple who wanted to be together.Deep inside I was thinking about the girl who was going to get very, very lucky with Charles telling her that he loved her. Little something in me had reservations if the girl had the same feelings for him because if she did not, then I would still stand a chance.
Unable to believe what he had asked me then, I had my eyes open wide. I was staring at him to understand if he really asked me that question only to know my feelings and if the answer would actually lead me somewhere, or he only wanted to know the way I felt for him because either I made it too obvious or he read my mind.It was difficult for me to take a shot at it, but because I was finally put in the spot, I didn’t want it to be wasted. A little amount of doubt was troubling me in my mind because it was very important for him to accept my answer. If he didn’t, that could mean I would have to move out of his house as knowing about my feelings for him would have made him uncomfortable if I continued to stay with him after knowing that he didn’t feel the same.I wanted to play safe and turn the question around at him, but that would have been a very direct way to avoid answering his question and, knowing his smartness, he w
Excited about Charles coming back today, I can’t help but try every outfit in my closet. Some of which I also haven’t even worn once. Almost all of them Charles gifted to me and only two or three dresses I had purchased on my own.But that was also because Charles had given me an ultimatum to go out on my own and spend some money on me to buy dresses and makeup. Makeup has always been something that I have not been very fond of, but I still put the bare minimum of it on just for the sake of looking presentable. Which is why every such outgoing that I made, I bought one dress every time so that Charles wouldn’t be pissed off at me.Every dress that I had a feeling about Charles liking it, I wore and clicked a few pictures of myself. But none of them complimented the mood that I wanted to create. That couldn’t have been possible without trying the sexiest lingerie that I owned, of course. I concluded that only the satin
It felt beautiful when we got to the wedding ground, and Charles asked me to continue to sit in the car. He got out from his side and walked to my side to open the car for me. He had even given me his hand for support to manage my dress and get out of the car just fine.Entering the wedding lawn was the most beautiful experience. Charles gave me his arm to hold as we walked in there. That was one amazing experience because I was holding the arm of the man I loved and walking for all the others to see. Because he was a billionaire, people's eyes were on him.The wedding did not have many media people running around here and there. Instead, they were all gathered towards one section that was reserved for them. So, that was one thing which did not make me very happy because I wanted to be seen with him.Seeing Erica and her man together gave me hope of getting married some day to the man who I would love. Both of them compl
My mouth was fully open as much as it could be. I was shocked and astounded at what was happening. And not to make me look stupid in front of all the people at Erica’s wedding, I had partially covered my mouth with the bouquet that the bride handed over to me.I was absolutely in surprise and didn’t know how to react to what he asked. I hadn’t thought of marriage once I started working because the priority was to first settle down in life and be independent, after which, of course, a wedding would follow if I found my soulmate until then. If not, without a question the search would have been on.And right now, in front of my eyes, the man who I like very much is not just standing but kneeling down on one knee waiting for an answer from me on whether I will marry him. It is overwhelming, and I am not able to decide if I should scream out in happiness or if I should cry because something like this I had never thought of happe