His adams apple bobs as he swallows and his hands land on my hips gripping me a little firmly showing me how much he is controlling his desire at this moment. “I had dinner prepared. Are you hungry?” I say as I unbutton the top three buttons on his shirt. “Hmm yes but not for food.” I look up and he smiles before tipping his head down to the crook of my neck breathing in the scent of my skin and my body wash. “You smell devine, Angel.” He kisses my neck and I shudder with pleasure biting my lips to hold in a moan. Gripping his shirt to keep my composure I then move my palms across to his shoulders to slip his suit jacket off, it slides down his arms and puddles on the floor at his feet. I then move to his waistcoat and unbutton it before repeating my movements to slide it off like with the jacket. All the time he is kissing my neck with small pecks and the occasional nibble of his teeth on my skin. Stroking my palms along his arms I reach for his wrists to undo his cuff links

Since I finished my lunch during the call, I get straight back to my task of digging through the mountain of paperwork and before I know it, I’ve lost all sense of what is around me besides the papers I’m reading. “Angel? Angel.” I register my name being said but remain focused on my work until I feel hands touch my back it startles me, out of my skin and I jump up to my feet in defense mode. “Aaaaaah! Oh my, Grant!” I clutch my heart and try to control my breathing. “Sorry love. I tried to get your attention, but you were in a world of your own.” “It’s alright. Sorry, I was lost in a world of figures. Is it evening already?” “About 4.30. I finished early. What is all this?” He asks. I explain my system and the basics of what I have found so far. A frown appears on his forehead when I mention some of the discrepancies I’ve found already. “Hmm, I think you are on the right track. It certainly seems fishy from what you’ve told me so far.” “I agree," I say, "I was going to reac

Knock, knock, knock. “Angel? Are you okay in there?” I hear Anya calling to me through the bathroom door. I don’t know how long I have been sitting on the toilet seat staring at the plastic stick in my hands. The handle moves and because I didn’t lock it the door opens, and Anya’s concerned face appears. “Angel?” I just stare at her not able to form any coherent thoughts. She frowns but when she glances down at my hands she gasps and steps closer to get a proper look. “Is it? Are you?” She looks into my eyes excited and hopeful but all I can do is nod slowly. “Ahhhhhh! Oh my god! I knew it!” She screams in excitement and begins jumping around my bathroom like a crazy person. “What am I going to do?” I whisper and she finally stops bouncing to look at me in concern. “Are you not happy Angel?” “Well, sure I guess, a baby would be nice, but I don’t know if I’m ready or if Grant even wants kids. It’s not like it’s a subject that has come up between us or anything.” “Oh, I see w

“Please madam, we have already apologised and explained that the spa was closed for the day exclusively by a very important client. We will be more than pleased to accommodate you here tomorrow, but we are unable to see you today.” “Impossible! I have an exclusive pass to enter here, and no one has the right to deny my access upon my request. How can she have more influence than me.” She then storms over in my direction and continues her barrage. “Tell me, how did you do it? You must have done something very shrewd and unspeakable to hook him like you have. Otherwise, why would he even look twice at someone as lowly as you? You are not fit to even lick the shoes of members of our society and yet you stand there as though you are better than me. Disgusting tramp!” In the distance, I hear the phone on the desk ringing until it is picked up, but my focus remains on Rita. Her words are hurtful and deliberate, but I don’t care for them. She was the one who had the affair and decided th

I hang up and glance out of my office window at the city below. Could it really be possible that I’m about to become a father?I think about my own father and the strained relationship I have with him and my brother now. I won’t let that happen to my family. No matter what happens I always want my children to know that they can come to me for anything and that I will be there to help and support them.Two hours later I message Simon to check in on things back at the house.G- “Are the girls home yet?”S- “Not yet but they are due shortly. I had a message from Anya recently saying they are en route.”G- “Good. I will get ready here at the office then head over to collect Angel in time for when she should be ready. Don’t let her be late, we have a schedule to keep.”S- “Don’t worry I’ve got everything organised.”G- “Thanks.”I put my phone away and try to focus on work, but I just can’t do it so instead I check the itinerary for the evening to make sure everything will go smoothly.“Yo