Thread Of Fate

Chapter:19

Author pov:

Cynthia looks at the huge building in front of her with a proudful eyes.AKG Company. She grabbed the lunch box which she prepared for him. Azrail doesn't know about her arrival. She is going to surprise him.

She entered the office and looked at the surroundings. She went to the receptionist. A girl maybe in her early 20 look at her in a boring look. She was chewing a cwenggum.Cynthia looked at her dress.She was wearing a red mini skirt and white colour shirt. Cynthia didn't care much about her dress.She is not that kind of girl who judges people seeing their dressing sense but her behaviour somehow irked her. 

"Hello I am here to meet Azrail kill Greyson. Can you please inform him?She said with a polite smile.

The girl's expression changed after hearing Azrail's name. She looked down. Cynthia was wearing a blue linen off shoulder top and matching leggings. Her hair is open and she has a little makeup on. 

The girl scoffed looking at her. It seemed like she was judging her. 

"Do you know who he is?He is the owner of our company. Nobody can meet him without an appointment" the girl snickered.

"I know. But he knows me. Tell me his office direction " Cynthia said this time her tone is firm and commanding. 

She is tolerating enough of her shits. This girl is now getting on her nerves.

The girl gulped hearing her. She told her the location uninterestedly. 

Cynthia felt like coming here before when she was crossing the corridor. She maybe come the time 

when she forgot her memory.

Cynthia took out her phone and saw her appearance. She placed the lunch box in the coach and applied her red lip gloss.She checked herself the last time and took a deep breath. 

She slightly open the door and peeked. Azrail was reading some files standing in front of the window.His back is faced. He was so engrossed in the file that didn't hear her arrival. 

Cynthia was stunned looking at him. He is looking so handsome. 

"So hot and All mine" She thought and bite her lips. Azrail is one of the hottest man she ever seen. His every gesture and fragrance make her go crazy about him. 

Cynthia opens the door and straightens her posture.

"Are you planning to kill your poor wife with your hotness husband" she said loudly to attract his attention.

Azrail turned back immediately after hearing her. 

"Baby" he said with an unbelievably smile.

"Surprise husband"She smiled. Cynthia ran and jumped on him. Azrail grabbed her waist and spoon made her giggle. 

He kissed her cheeks and finally claimed her lips.They shared a long passionate kiss. 

" How did you come here?"he asked, pulling a strand of her hair looking at her lovingly. 

"Nothing. I Just wanted to eat lunch with my husband. Are you not hungry? I made your favourite orange juice too" she chirped but frowned when she saw his devilious smile. 

Azrail tugged her hair and bought her face closer. 

"Fuck that orange juice. Your husband was thirsty for you. He wanted to gulp this he rasped entering his hand on her legging. He gives a vengeful squeeze to her pussy and makes her moan. Cynthia immediately put her palm on her mouth.

" A..azrai we are in your office. They can hear us. It will be embarrassing. Ahh"she tried to protest but her voice came out a moan.

"Then you better be quiet" he whispered against her neck while tugging her pussy ring.