Jackie fidgeted in her seat, her eyes focused on the card before her. She had a good hand but wondered what her opponent had. She tried to find his weakness but found none.Composing herself by taking a deep breath, she played her card. Her lips stretched into a smile when she saw the man's face drop. But to her dismay, her opponent played the winning card."Better luck next time, kid," he said with a smirk, and Jackie's eyes widened."In your face, sucker!" the man behind exclaimed.Jackie threw her head back with a frustrated groan escaping her lips while the men packed the money before her."Lost again, Miss Jefferson?" A woman came to drop a drink before her after the men had left."I told you not to call me that," Jackie mumbled."Isn't that your last name? You should be proud of it," the woman tapped her shoulder lightly."Being a rich kid sucks," Jackie said and sat up. "Hey, do you have steaks? I'd love to have some.""Sure, I've missed you, young lady. The meal will be on the
"Urgh," Venessa groaned as the water dripped down her face. She wanted to yell, but Candy shut the door on her face immediately."Hey!" she exclaimed, hitting the door. "Open the damn door!"Meanwhile, Candy's chest heaved as she rested her back against the door. Venessa Maxwell? The real bride is here. Oh no."Hey!" Venessa hit the door harder, but a hand stopped her. She looked up and found Jameson glaring down at her."What are you doing here?" Jameson asked."Who was that woman? Is that the girl Diego got married to?" she asked."And how is that your business?" Jameson retorted."Because I should be the bride, not her!""She is not the bride, and you have no right to sneak into this place. Don't you know what trouble you'll get into once Diego finds out?" Jameson pushed her hands off. Diego had actually asked him to get a file inside only to find Venessa trying to get in."Then who is she? Why are you trying to hide her identity?" Venessa raised her brow. She was definitely going
The sweet flavor spread through Diego's mouth. He stabbed another piece of beef and chewed on it again. How could this taste so good?He reached for the vegetables and ate them too. Taking a sip of the wine, he let out a satisfied groan."How is it?" Candy asked."Are you a chef?" he asked, folding his arms. Hearing the question, Candy blushed a little."No, I learnt the skills from my mother. She is really good."Diego looked up at her face and found her smiling from ear to ear."How come you smile so much?" he asked."Because I'm happy.""Liar," he stated, and her smile dropped."What? Why would you say that?" she asked, her smile fading."I know about your father, Candy, and I can't help but wonder why his daughter seems so fragile," Diego stated. Candy blinked several times."What do you know about my father?" she asked, confused."I know him to be a strong man...""Don't talk about him," she cut him off. "Please," she added. Diego dropped the fork on his plate and stood."Stand u
Candy swallowed hard at his words. He was telling her to hold his hair again? She reached for his soft hair again and he returned his lips to her chest.His lips parted and captured her breast. This time, Candy let her moans out freely. He hovered over her and kissed her neck, at the same time positioning himself at her entrance.His thrust came hard. Candy's body jerked, and she whimpered at the pain. Another thrust came without wasting a second. He was hitting her deep, not giving her the chance to breathe."Easy... please!" She dug her nails into his back. It seemed her pleas fell on deaf ears because his thrusts came harder. In the next moment, she reached her climax.Flipping her body over, he made her ass face up to him. His calloused hand pinned her head to the bed. One could see the red marks of Diego's hard kisses on her delicate skin.'He's a monster,' Candy thought. It seemed he was definitely going to drain her energy again tonight. Is this the cycle she'll have to endure?
Jameson waited for Candy outside the building. He looked handsome as usual, with his blonde hair falling to one side of his face. Soon, Candy appeared, looking smart and sexy in the office attire he had bought for her. Her black hair was tied into a bun, her makeup was light, and she held a smile that warmed one's heart. "How do I look?" Candy asked Jameson with a grin. "Hmm, I hope all the male workers focus on their jobs today," Jameson teased, and they both chuckled. On their way to the company, Candy applied more red lipstick. She needed to look good on her first day of work. "Nervous?" Jameson asked. "Very nervous," Candy replied. "I hope everyone likes me there." "You know about business strategy from your father, so you have no problem," Jameson said, but Candy's face dropped a little. "They are going to like you; you don't need to worry." Upon arriving at the company, Candy's eyes flew wide open in awe, and her lips parted in shock. This place was extremely rich
Brielle choked more, tears streaming down her face. Realization hit Candy, and she snapped back to her senses. She let go of Brielle, her eyes widening as she realized she had let her anger take over. Brielle knelt on the floor, coughing out the cup and saliva. Her throat burned from the pain inflicted by the force. She had thought she was going to die. Candy's gaze shifted to the other workers. They were all staring at her in awe. This was the first time someone stood up to Brielle. Brielle stood up, her face contorted with anger. She faced Candy and wanted to yell, but one of the employees greeted the man who had just stepped in. "Good morning, Mr. President," the others chorused. "Mr... P... President," Brielle quickly bowed her head. "What happened?" Diego directed the question to Candy. She shifted her gaze to Diego. Brielle's hands were sweaty; she should do something. "Mr. President, I can explain what..." Brielle began to speak, but his cold voice cut her off.
The sound of a light groan could be heard as Diego's fist collided with the punching bag, sweat dripping down his hard-toned body. His wet hair was glued to his face, making him look damn hot in his shorts.Releasing the last punch, Diego's chest heaved as he turned his head to the figure who had just stepped in.Candy swallowed, and her heart skipped a beat."I... I brought lunch," she stuttered. How could the Devil look so good? She watched him drink from his bottle water."Did Jameson send you?" he asked, not looking at her."Yeah, he had something to do," she replied."Drop it," he ordered, and she went to place it on the table. She turned to leave, but his voice stopped her."Don't go yet."Candy turned to face him. He lay on the bench, resting the back of his head on his palm."I need a massage," he demanded.Candy scoffed inwardly. Is he serious right now, ordering her while she was at work? She should have rejected Jameson's offer when he asked. She wanted to refuse, but he sp
Candy disconnected herself from Xavier and cleared her throat.Xavier immediately knew she wasn't comfortable with what he had just done."I'm sorry. I was just too excited to see you," he said."No, it's fine... I..." Her remaining words got stuck in her throat as she felt someone's presence behind her. She had almost forgotten this man was here. She could feel his burning gaze on her."President Diego, how have you been?" Xavier greeted with a cheerful smile, stretching his hand for a handshake.As expected, Diego looked down at his hand and back up at him without removing both hands from his pockets."You've never shaken hands with me ever since we became business partners. How cold," Xavier said."Business partner?" Candy thought. So that was the reason Diego came to them."Let's get down to business," Diego said and walked past him."I'll see you soon, Candy," Xavier said quickly and followed Diego."Who was that?" Yazmine nudged Candy from behind."An old friend. We kinda dated