The next day, Loveth went to the most famous department store along with Jennifer . Wesley's pesonal assistant Jeniffer Grim had booked an appointment with a personal shopper for her as Wesley instructed .
"Call me Sandra ,'’ said the grinning redhead who admired Loveth intensively '‘And then tell me what it is you’re looking for.'’
Loveth drew a deep breath. She knew what Wesley wanted but she will leave Jennifer to decide for every thing. Loveth watched as Jennifer and the yong lady exchanged pleasantries like old friends and what she could think of was the fact that she must be the tenth woman Wesley had sent here .
'‘ Mr Wesley will like a complete change of her image , her name is Loveth,’ Jennifer said as she smiled at Sandra broadly.
She noticed that Sandra did not contradict Jennifer as she just affirmed with her next statement
'‘We can do that. You can have your sit Loveth ."
This part took a little getting used to
Isabella sat in the sleek modern lobby , waiting for her job interview to begin .Men and women in expensive suit bustle by as she prayed quietly within herself.Nicholas had told her to move on and never call him again and so she has decided to move on with her life . And until today she took a decision to take this job interview at this famous company .She doubt if she would be hired but she needed to try her luck .Her hair which she let down in a timeless soft wave and trendy balayade kept disturbing her nervous state along . As she could see how the other people around her looked so serious and professional ... "Do I even have a shot " she whispered quietly to herself as she looked at everyone around her .A pair of door slide open and a stunning young lady with an icy demeanor stepped out ." I am Evangeline Green , VP of operations at Brent corps . I will be calling you in for your interview one after the other ."Fleetingly, she thought ho
Before Loveth was even out of the shower, two maids arrived with suitcases from Sandra . While they got busy in the dressing room, Loveth went into the other bathroom with the outfit Wesley had bought for her the previous day.Thirty minutes later, she was ready for breakfast and far from happy with her appearance. The scarlet dress was much more revealing than what she usually wore, cut away at the bust to make the most of what she had and very short, showing off her legs to well past mid-thigh. She checked her reflection, her brow furrowing while she wondered if the dress was a gift with a sting like a scorpion.Was this how Wesley saw her now? As a sexually provocative and available woman? As yet another in a long line of women prepared to wear whatever he bought and behave however he wanted if it pleased him? anyway today was the day she makes her entrance as his woman to the public . This dress will probably suit the reporters .Wesl
Nicholas suppressed a giggle at the look on Jed’s face after watching the news . '‘Um … let me see now …'’ he twirled a strand of his hair around his finger in an idle manner. ‘'A sense of humour is very important,'’ he said. ‘'And I hate to sound prejudiced against short women, but I like a woman I can look up to, not just in height but in intellect as well.’''‘And …’' Nicholas tapped his lips with the tip of his index finger for a moment. ‘'I like a woman who’s not afraid of being in the wrong occasion.’' '‘Uh-oh,'’ Nicholas said as he gave Jed a surely-you-know-what-I’m-talking-about look before he switched off the news.Who did he think he was? She could defend her own name, thank you very much. He could mind his own business or go and play the hero for someone else.The way she was happy was not his business. He realized Jed had been waiting then he spoke
Loveth might have been worried about the evening ahead and feeling out of her depth, but she always tried to be scrupulously fair and she shook her head. ‘'I don’t think you need your ego bolstered by other people’s opinions of you.’''‘Why, thank you, Loveth , you look good,'’ he murmured.The look which washed over her filled her with ridiculous pleasure and, quickly, she turned to look out of the window, afraid that he might see. It was important that he didn’t. He must not see how vulnerable she was to his praise. She had already let herself down by responding to his kiss like that—much more and he might begin to guess at her feelings for him. And then what? She knew she wasn't ready for the outcome.Wouldn’t he be appalled? Embarrassed? Even outraged that she had dared not to nurture longings for a man like him?And the more she thinks about it . He deserves better .‘Here we are,’ he murmured, his voice butting into her thoughts. ‘'Now, take a deep
Loveth had spent weeks going from agency to agency trying to balance it all with her own company .She had spent the last few years before her abduction learning business administration at college and taking numerous temp roles at some of the top hedge fund companies in New York.Wesley's faith in her was now quiet impressive. She had patience; she had needed that all her life, resolute in her conviction that things would work out if she waited long enough for them to. She knew that to . She had done so many business in few weeks and had so many partnership with different companies .She got calls almost every new day, almost six months after first identifying the Agency. Her time had now come. She just needed to somehow ensure Wesley Grant trust her enough to give her ownership of a company she so much desired . But he wanted her to sign deals now and then after marriage have access to some of the companies.She had decided to wo
The guard opened the door quickly , and Loveth allowed him to escort her inside the empty house. Her legs were shaky and the place between her thighs was wet and sore and stinging. Wryly she reflected that last night was certainly a night to remember , that she would never forget. A straggling curl of reddish hair fell from her disheveled coiffure, dangling over her right eye. She pushed back the springy lock, tucking it behind her ear, and the thought of Nicholas’s urgent fingers clasping her head, his mouth fitted securely to hers.She reminded herself she should not be thinking about that as she tiptoed up the stairs quietly . She prayed quietly she gets to her room before Wesley wakes up .Despite having known Wesley for most of her a year now , him enduring the man's constant needling concerning the lack of a female companion in his life,Loveth was embarrassed by the compromising situation. She felt her face
It been two weeks since the proposal incident , Loveth had moved on quickly from every situation and decided to forget Nicholas completely . All she has to worry about was her job and her husband to be Wesley Grant .An email popped on her computer which she immediately discarded thinking it was a message from Wesley . A invitation by the women of wealthy men in the society which she had declined so many times .There were events for every strata of society, most notably the insufferably dull gatherings of blue bloods fathers who had money to match suitable sons with appropriate wives of their friends to ensure the continuation of their partnership. However, anyone of good sense took care to avoid these gatherings of the aristocracy, as the conversation was slow and self-congratulatory, and one was likely to find oneself trapped in the company of pompous half-wits.More sought after were the invitations to events attended by what could be considered the up
Loveth came to her senses, panicking and she turned away hurriedly and followed Isabella into her office , she shut the door before she dropped her bag on her desk . Disturbed and consumed by the fire in Isabella eyes, by the threat and hatred they had held, she dashed across the room and sat on the sofa provided in the office when she noticed Isabella on her seat already ." what do you want from me Belle ?."Though scared at the thought of being left alone with Isabella , she knew she still needed to maintain her confidence still , she couldn’t tear her eyes away, studying her with confidence, not wanting to give Isabella any hint of her fear or vulnerability.Her restrained, obscene yet refined, self-controlled movements simply dictates her confidence . She could see Isabella's eyes wide open, all focused on her filled with darkness." That's not how to treat an old friend Loveth . At least serve me some wine ."Isabella smiled as she stood