Chapter 11
Seconds became minutes, minutes became hours,hours became days and days became werks.
On a Tuesday morning we got to work at exactly cight am and digging from where we
left it.
Samantha had learned so fast, which had made the workload more lighter in the past few days with her help.
self and Samantha’s attention was locked on the computer when Mr Hunter:
into our working space unannounced.
“Hello Mr Hunter, would you like me to help you with anything?” Sam asked diverting her gaze to him.
My eyes opened wide in surprise to why Mr Blackwell got so acquainted with Sam that she addressed him by his first name, he never allowed any of the employees to call him that, not even me.
Yea I only address him by his first name only in his absent.
My finger pressed hard on the keyboard at the sight of how he smiled at her.
“Hi…” I muttered.
I felt like I have been stabbed from the back, an intense feeling of betrayal clouded me
“Oh! no Sam” he said with a sly on his lips.
He was about to sit, when I badge into his space very tensed with no legal explanation to my actions, i stood in front of him my hands holding tightly onto the sides of fabric on me respectively.
“At this point you’re beginning to mix work with your silly feelings, why would you get so acquainted with your soon to be assistant that she addresses you by your first name?” I questioned in a tense tone.
A looked of disbelief crossed his face, he moved closer to where I was standing.
His closeness formed a knot in my stomach and a faint feeling of affection sneaked in.
huh?… you’re…my gaze met his.
His soft tender lips brushed mine, I whispered the rest of the words in his mouth.
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My heart began to pound so fast as he breath in to my nostrils with his lips on my lips.
I freezed and time stopped.
Snapped out of the moment, I inhaled sharply detaching myself from his dominance and walked head–on out of the office.
Took my handbag and left the office complex, the four degree Celsius whether in there all of a sudden felt like a fourthy degree Celsius whether that could boil my blood to vapour. I was heated up that I could feel the dripping of sweat in me.
In my room a sense of calm settled over me as dropped myself into the couch.
I bit my lips with my fingers tracing it as though searching for something that was lost.
His lips still lingering on mine.
The scene between Mr Hunter and 1, came lurking I could not resist so I dwelled in it, I could see the intensity in his eyes when he looked at me.
It felt like my first kiss ever, it hits different and the feeling was unique.
Both of the hands covered my face as though shy of someone, “aww he is such a good kisser, the best I have ever had” I–whispered under my breath.
The thought of that moment sent shivers down my spine. the spark from his kiss is still glued to me.
Maybe Inez was right I need a bit of affection and roman, right know I’m “a born again virgin” as Inez would say.
It’s been like three years with no man to call my man.
I was beginning to forget how affection feels until few minutes ago.
My last relationship was with Robert White, a thirty four year old handsome Man, he possesses brown eyes that exude confidence and charm. Robert is a spec too.
The relationship was moving so well until I took up the job as Mr Hunter’s assistant.
Robert got frustrated with me overworking and always cancelling our dates with no other reason than work.
Countless times he had told Inez that I’m involved with my boss emotionally, I don’t blame him.
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I lost myself the moment I got that job, I no longer do things for me, I only eat what Mr Hunter will eat, drink what he will drink, and be where he is.
I was typically living Mr Hunter’s life.
1 had never rebelled against Mr Hunter not even for Robert or my family’s sake.
Not until the past few days that I summoned the courage to say no to sailing to go for my family annual lunch which I have missed several times.
Robert and I cut ties, he is now married with a kid.
And here I’m still living another man’s life.
“Grr…”
But then my beautiful moments with Hunter still happened within the past few days amidst the heat of my rebellion.
I let out a bold smile as I walked into my bedroom for a change of clothes.
I went in to take a quick shower. I stood under the shower fantasizing a whole lot of moments with Mr pestilence. “At this point I don’t mind him becoming a pest in my bed,” I whispered.
I yawned for more of him.
I saw somewhere written that, “you deserves someone who would make all your dirtiest fantasies come true.”
I don’t know how true that is but right now under this shower my fantasies are dirtier than the dirtiest anyone could imagine, making it come true is impossible.
I thought and grinned to myself.
It’s seven pm and no call or message from Mr Hunter, I just want to know how he is doing so I picked up my phone to called him.
On a second thought I didn’t put through with the call rather I stirred at my phone hopping he would call.
What could he be doing right now? Is he at home? Who is he with? I don’t know where and why all this questions where popping, it seems like they were waiting for a trigger and they seems to be utilizing to little they got to express themselves.
My phone began to rang I quickly picked up.
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“Hello s…
“Good evening gorgeous”
It was Trevor not Hunter I couldn’t stop to check who was calling before I picked up
“Hey…hi” I stuttered.
“Are you good?” he asked because of the way I sound.
“Yea am good, I was about sleeping when you called.”
We exchanged good night pleasantries and hung up
1 rolled from edge to edge of my bed, tracing every Conner of the bed.
The feeling desire and affection rushing down my spine.
I longed for his call with my eyes still locked on my phone as I make random
the bed.
moves on
