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CHAPTER 45

ZACH'S  POV :-

I opened the car door for Emily and gently offered her my hand. She seemed to think for a moment, but then accepted my hand. I helped her to get out of the car. I closed the car door behind her and then intertwined our fingers. We went into a hotel, which is also owned by Paxwell CORP. We took a corner table and were seated opposite to one another.

Emily was still mad at me. I think that she is jealous of the girl, who stole my heart. Oh my love, how can you be jealous of yourself?

I chuckled at the thought. My angel gave me a death glare. Oh my God! She looks so cute when she is angry. Oh my angel, you are going to be the death of me!

A young waiter, may be in his early twenties, came to take our order.

"Hello sir," he told me and I just nodded my head in response.

He then turned towards my angel, "Hello beautiful lady! What would you like to have today?" He asked my angel, while giving her one of his idiotic smiles. My angel smiled back at him. He was completely ogling at my angel. I could see the lust and desire present in his eyes. How dare he look at my angel like that? She is mine, only mine. She only belongs to me. Noone can take her away from me.

Doesn't this idiot want his job? If he doesn't stop flirting with my angel, he will definitely lose his job. I glared at him, my eyes burning with fury. He seemed to notice it and immediately backed off. I could see fear clearly visible in his eyes. I smirked, thinking of the effect I had on him.

"I...I am so..sorry sir! What would you like to have?" He asked me, still stammering in fear. I felt sorry for the boy, but I can't help it. I don't know why, but when it comes to my angel, I automatically become possessive.

We gave our order and the boy immediately turned away from us. He started walking, or more appropriate running, trying to get away as far as possible from us.

"Why did he tell you sorry?" Emily asked, bringing me out of my reverie. She looked really confused, but I can't tell her the truth. So I just shrugged and gave her a small smile. Luckily she dropped the topic.

The food arrived soon. We enjoyed the extremely delicious food and even talked about a lot of things. But every time I talked about my angel, Emily seemed to get jealous and immediately tried to change the subject. I internally smirked at her reaction. Good job Mr. Zach Paxwell! This shows that she too likes you!

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"If you are buying these things for your angel, then why don't you just call her and ask her to come and try these things by herself," Emily shouted at me.

We were currently standing in the most expensive store of the city. I asked Emily to try few of the dresses, okay maybe a lot of dresses, but she can't complain like this! Girls surely like shopping, don't they? Maybe my angel is different, or maybe she is mad at me because I ordered her to try these things, so that I can buy the best things for my angel. Oh my Emily, you are only my angel, and all these things are for you only. But right now I can't tell you the truth. I am sorry to say, but I am actually enjoying this, my angel!

"Because I want to surprise her. And by the way, you can't say no to me. I am your boss. You have to follow my orders. So now go and try this dress," I told her, pointing at the dress, which was currently in her hand.

She scoffed at me and went to the changing room, stomping her feet like a child. I smiled and shook my head at her childishness. Oh my baby, you are so cute!

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EMILY'S   POV :-

That jerk! Idiot! Stupid! That Anaconda! I will kill him! He made me try almost hundreds of dresses and hundreds of shoes, just so he can buy the best for his dream girl. My dream girl, my angel! My foot! That idiotic Anaconda thinks that no other girl like her exists in this world. Fool! He is a big fool! I mean come on, just look around you, and you will find more better girl than her.

'More better girl like who ---YOU?' My subconscious retorted back at me. I groaned in frustration. I don't know what the hell is wrong with me? Whenever Zach talks about his angel, I just lose my temper and want to strangle that girl by her neck. Oh Emily! Who are you? A serial killer or a murderer? Oh God! Please help me!

I groaned again in frustration. Right now I am moving to and fro in the kitchen, eating my favourite chocolate, because my favourite chocolate usually relaxes me when I am in stress or tension. But today, this chocolate has also decided to ditch me. Why? Why the hell am I so angry? Is this really anger or something else....,like...I mean like may be....jealousy? Oh no Emily! Are you falling for your boss? No, no this can't happen. This can never happen.

I was brought out of my deep thoughts when my chocolate was suddenly snatched out of my hand by none other than Mr. Zach Paxwell. I looked at him, narrowing my eyes at him,

"Give me back my chocolate!" I shouted at him, sounding like a little girl.

"No," he just shrugged at me and started eating my chocolate. What the hell?

"Zach, give my chocolate back to me!" I again shouted at him, but this time a little louder than before.

"I said no," he told me and took another bite of my chocolate.

"What no? It is my chocolate and you have no right to eat it! Give it back to me!" I said and tried to snatch the chocolate out of his hand, but he purposely put his hand high up in the air, so that I cannot reach upto my chocolate.

He then leaned closer to me and whispered in my ear,

"I actually desperately want to eat something else. But right now, I think I will have to get satisfied by this chocolate only. But trust me, when the time will come, I won't hesitate to eat that thing anywhere, anytime."

I gulped at his words. What does he exactly mean? And what does he so desperately want to eat? Stop it, Emi. It is none of your business. Concentrate on getting your chocolate back.

I moved a little away from Zach. Trust me he was invading my personal space. I looked around in the kitchen and luckily found a bowl full of chocolate syrup, placed on the kitchen counter.

"Fine! You want to eat chocolate, right?" I asked him, walking towards the bowl.

"Yes, that's correct sweetheart. See, I get what I want!" I can feel him smirking at me.

When I reached the bowl, I turned around to look at him and quitely held the bowl behind my back.

"Yeah right. You get what you want," I said and smirked at him. He looked at me like I had grown two heads. Oh poor Zachie!

"Then eat your chocolate, Zachie poo.." I shouted and threw the entire bowl of chocolate syrup at him.

He was fully covered in chocolate. He looked like a chocolate man, yet at the same time, he managed to look hot and sexy. Oh I would love to eat this very sexy chocolate man! Huh, hold on Emi. Where did this even come from? I shook my head to remove inappropriate thoughts out from my mind. But I was not able to control my laughter and started laughing loudly.

After few minutes, I was laughing, holding my stomach with my hands. Oh God! My cheeks started paining from the laughter. I was so lost that I didn't notice Zach coming towards me. He was now standing very close to me. Our faces were only inches apart. I immediately stopped laughing and looked up to see his face. My heart started jumping in my chest. My body started shivering. My legs became weak and I felt like they were turning into jelly.

Zach then leaned closer to me, wrapping his arms around me,

"Za...Zach, wh...what are you....you doing?" I asked him. I could feel his hot breath fanning on my lips.

The devilish smirk made its way on his beautiful face. He looked like a handsome devil. My devil. Huh, your devil, Emi? Really? My subconscious taunted me.

But suddenly something started dripping from my hair. I immediately looked up to see what it was and my eyes widened in shock. My mouth opened wide in astonishment. I am sure that my jaw definitely hit the ground. Zach was emptying an entire bottle of orange juice over my head.

What the hell?

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