What is he doing here? She was aware of his eyes on her as they left the room and walked into the hallway. She turned to him as soon as they were alone.“So, Mr. Wolffe, do you want to invest in the hospital, or are you here to invest in me?”He laughed. She was watching him with her hands crossed in front of her. She was beautiful under the glare of the lights above them and her eyes held the same challenging glare they did last night. He had cancelled his reservation at the hotel last night and skipped dinner much to the disappointment of his housekeeper who had prepared a meal for him regardless of his instructions not to. When Lawrence reminded him that morning of the appointment he made with the hospital Director weeks ago he suddenly found that he was eager to see Sophia again. Since he messed up yesterday it was only fair that he was given another chance. He seldom got rejected so her rejection yesterday had come as a surprise. Still, he was determined to know Sophia Blanc, th
She read through the reports as she made her way to the doctor who was in charge of Freddie’s treatment. It was as she suspected. The series of tests suggested he had AML which affected the myeloid cells that produced red blood cells, white blood cells and platelets. Freddie’s cells were excessively producing premature red blood cells, suppressing the white blood cells which would explain the red spots she noticed on his chest and arms. Since he had acute leukemia treatments would need to begin as fast as possible. She met his doctor and they discussed the possibility of a bone marrow transplant to replace Freddie’s. After much deliberations on the best actions to take they decided it would be best to invite specialists from the other branches to decide what steps to take with Freddie’s condition. After a 2 hour conversation, she left the doctor’s office and made her way to the ward where Freddie was. His mom was there by his bedside like always talking and laughing with him. He held a
“Mr. Wolffe, Cheryl is here.”Matt looked up from the reports he was reading at his secretary. Lawrence, was a bright kid who had worked briefly under Simone Pierce while the old man was still in business but when Simone decided to retire he retired his staff too. But Matt liked Lawrence, he was smart and quick and he executed orders efficiently.When he needed the dirty bits to use against Ethan Lowe he sent Lawrence to Ricky and gave instructions that their business could not be done anywhere near his workspace and as far as he knew Lawrence delivered that message. He frowned.“What is she doing here?”“She wouldn’t tell me and she has refused to listen to me.” Lawrence was tall and handsome with a black fade cut. His brow was furrowed in frustration over his dark brown eyes.“Let her in.”He had barely finished talking when Cheryl walked in. She was extremely gorgeous, a quality that proved useful when she had to seduce her targets. Her blonde hair was wavy, her bust and hips full
She thought long and hard about calling him and even debated tearing up the card he gave her and throwing it away. But Stella and Rosa wouldn’t hear of it. They pleaded and cajoled her until she gave in. Friday afternoon during the lunch break she stayed back at her office, picked up her phone and dialed his number. “I wasn’t sure you would call,” he said over the phone. She cocked a brow. “That doesn’t sound like you, Mr. Wolffe. I would have thought you were expecting my call the moment you gave me your card.” He laughed. “I can’t trust my instincts where you are concerned can I, Sophia?” “I guess not.” “So, are you accepting my offer?” “Actually, I did say I was going to think about it on the condition that I pick the venue.” “Yes, you did. Anywhere I know? I’m free tomorrow.” “So am I. I’m actually free in the morning but by noon I’ll have to meet up with my friends for rehearsals and no, Mr. Wolffe it’s nowhere you know – at least I think not.” “Any hint?” She thought ab
True to her words the interior was brilliantly painted and well lit. The front room was large and though sparsely decorated there was a touch of artful taste in the furniture. The front room had a high desk that nearly concealed a short graying woman who stood to see who opened the door. Sophia left his side and went to the desk. “Hi, Laura.” From behind the desk, a tall man who was equally graying with a light gray sweater stood. He stood three inches taller than the woman. “Oh, George is here too. Good morning.” “Morning Sophia. You’re here a little late today.” “Yeah, sorry about that. I brought someone with me today, he’s going to help,” she replied as she gestured towards where Matt stood watching her with a quizzical expression on his face. “Help?” he echoed. She winked at him in reply and turned to Laura who was staring at Matt with a dazed look on her face. She glanced at Sophia for a moment then turned back to Matt as though trying to remember something. Then she grabbe
Sophia laughed at the near high-pitched tone of his voice. “It’s not a daycare, it’s a shelter for dogs.” She swung the metal door and the whines and barks became louder as furry bodies attached themselves to the thin metal bars that prevented them from slipping out of their kennels. Sophia left his side and started to fiddle with the keys that unlocked each kennel. Crouching low in front of the first one she slipped her hand in and rubbed the snout of a Golden retriever that was eagerly trying to lick her hand.“Hi, honey,” she crooned as she slipped a key into the keyhole and opened the door. The golden was quick to latch itself on her leg, trying to reach up to bump its nose against the hand that Sophia held out. As she struggled to pry the dog’s claws off her Laura breezed past him and took the keys from her, releasing the other dogs. There were about 8 in number and they all clustered around Sophia who was laughing hard as she tried to free herself from their eager paws. Laura le
After two grueling hours of pure torture, Matt was ready to shake Sophia until he wiped that smug smile from her face. He should be offended. In truth, his pride was hurt. He wasn’t used to being on the receiving end of discomfort but Sophia was now putting him in that situation. After the dogs were groomed and fed, she led them out into the open space again and played with them. She flitted around him, all smiles, as she told him he was doing great when she urged him to join her in the game ball game she played with the dogs. There was a vast difference in her demeanor as compared to when he invited her to the Emeralds Elite, she seemed more comfortable here than she did there. In fact, she barely spent twenty minutes with him before she left but here she seemed to be a lot at ease and laughed as he awkwardly tried to dodge tripping over furry bodies running around and between his legs.He should be angry. Usually, he was in charge, he set the dates, picked the place, pleased the wom
She slipped the shoe off his feet and set it aside. He watched her fingers as he worked on the lace of his other shoe and handed it to her. She had nice fingers and he imagined them wrapped around his cock. When she looked up at him his cock strained against his pants and he longed to pull her closer to sample her luscious lips. “I hope they don’t stink,” she said as she pushed the shoes aside. He had to force the image of her naked beneath him away from his mind and its place was the German shepherd that had tried to pee on him. “I can get rid of them if they do.” She raised her brow as she stood. “I’m sure you can,” there was a hint of sarcasm in her voice. “It’s not like they cost hundreds of…” “Thousands actually.” “Okay,” she drawled. “Expensive shoes. But Bobby doesn’t seem to care about that.” Laughing she bent to pick up the dog that was tugging at one of his shoes. Picking the shoes she took them away to what he guessed was the bathroom and in the time she was gone he to