Thelma. I arrived home late at around 8:30 pm, feeling nervous while driving along the expressway. "How did it happen?" I asked myself, unable to believe that I had slept with Mavin White twice, and worst of all, in his office. "Oh no.. Dad is going to find out, and how will he react?" I kept asking myself questions as I honked my car horn in front of our house gate. Shortly, I drove into the garage as the security man pulled and shut the gate closed. I could see Steven's car parked in our garage. Even though Steven owns many cars, the one he used in the morning was a black Bentley. Nervously, I stepped down from my car after switching off the engine. I touched my neck nervously, still having Mavin White's towel wrapped around it, with his scent clinging to the fabric. I gulped several times, grabbed my handbag containing my phone, and proceeded to enter our mansion. As I entered the ground floor, I saw my father and Steven discussing while sitting on separate couches in the liv

Thelma I stepped out of the elevator and walked towards Lady Elena's office. Most of the staff were busy, clicking on their computers. I felt a little relieved that the second floor wasn't as noisy as the first. Soon, I was standing in front of Lady Elena's office, waiting for her to finish with the man she was attending to. Finally, she waved for me to come inside. I informed her that I hadn't been assigned to any specific sector to work with in the company yet. Her response was, "The boss has not confirmed you to work with us. You will have to wait for the boss to arrive, as our boss's assistant cannot attend to you today." "Why does Boss Mavin have to be the one to attend to me?" I asked, as I really didn't want to meet with Mavin again. Lady Elena queried, "You met with him yesterday. What happened between the two of you? There are rumors circulating that you spent almost four to five hours in Boss Mavin's office. Did he do anything out of the ordinary with you?" My cheeks flu

Mavin, My father angrily looked at me before turning to his own father and asked, "Are you asking me to leave, Dad? Fine, how about the company since you can't seem to run it properly?" "Go back home, Luke, and wait until I'm ready to open the company, or better yet, find something else to do," Grandpa Charlie replied. My father glared at me once more, and as I stood waiting for him to leave, he finally turned and left my living room silently. I stared back at my grandfather, who was now drinking the herbal tea that Angela had served to him. I sighed and asked, "Grandpa, what about the company? I've already agreed to marry, so why not give it to Dad? So, he can stop resenting me, as I don't really need the company; I'm self-made..." "I know, Mavin... But you see, Luke is my son before you were born. Don't listen to him; he's just upset that I accepted you and took you away from him. He knows I can't give him my company, so don't pay attention to his complaints. When he's ready to a

Thelma, Mrs. Elena Brown informed me that her boss had arrived and instructed me to proceed to the fourth floor to see Mavin. I was nervous to see him as I had been waiting since morning. I know I should have left the company, but I still wanted to speak to him. I intended to tell him face-to-face that we couldn't date and that we should forget about the possibility of being together. I was really nervous when he started asking me questions about why I returned to work at his company. I felt like I was being interviewed all over again. Feeling scared, I tried to leave when he stood up from his seat. He caught me before I could reach the door and turned me around to face him. "Why are you running away when I haven't finished my questions?" Mavin asked, his white eyes adding to my fear. I mentioned that my father had warned me to keep my distance from him. Mavin then asked if I had ever asked my father why he said that. "No, he just warned me to stay away from you," I replied, no

Thelma's Point of View: I knew that my father and Steven would find out the truth about what had happened. I was nervous and couldn't meet their gazes. Father was angry, and he had every right to be. I didn't say anything, and Father left while Steven waited. "Thelma, what happened? You need to calm down and explain to me," Steven spoke in an alluring voice. "There's nothing to explain. Mavin is the man I met with last weekend," I said tearfully, and Steven gasped, "What?" "Could you repeat that?" Steven urged me to speak. "You mean you actually met with Mavin White the previous week? Thelma! How could you?" Steven paced about, and I finally looked up at him. "I didn't know he was Mavin White," I replied between sobs. Steven turned to look back at me, glared at me, and asked, "Then how do you explain all these new marks on your neck?" "I don't know. We just happened to do it again. I think Mavin likes me, but he looks angry about something," I said. "Shut up, Thelma! You're