"Hey Julie? I waved to my new assistant. (I got one for no reason, thanks to my meddling boss. I was well capable of doing everything on my own and as the head of marketing department, and very lonely woman, I wanted to take on every thing."
Julie waved back cheerfully. The energy in that woman was amazing. Her contagious smiles always made my day and many others who came in the morning already grumpy.
I walked to my black swivel chair behind the brown mahogany desk. It was only seven fifty and the desk was already filled with files. I couldn't help but smile as I saw myself working.
I started up my computer getting ready for the day. A few minutes later,Julie graced me with her delicious coffee.
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The day went quite faster than I expected. Turned out that the time moved at a blood cuddling speed when your punching bag has your boss's face. It was like it knew Tess and I were hanging out later. That was kind of our thing lately, especially after Mr Grumpy forced me to leave the office with everyone else. I didn't get what his problem was with me.
On the other hand, I liked the routine that we had adopted. After work we usually would catch up on the gossip about the events of the day, at our favorite coffee shop.
The caffei.
That shop served drool-worthy coffee. It was God sent to women like me.
I was busy with my computer when my phone beeped. I unlocked it to see a new message. I smiled when I saw Tess' name pop up on the screen . I quickly unlocked it.
"Is yours ass still up for coffee?"
"What else would it be up for? Spanking?"I quickly typed looking at the window not to get caught by my grumpy boss. That guy really needed an entire day with my assistant so that maybe then, he could catch some cheerfulness. The guy was such a grouch.
"Ewe! Would you kindly not tell me about your kinky fuckery life" she texted back and I chuckled . I didn't even had sex life anymore since my husband decided to stay at the plantation seven days a week . It was like we were in a long distance relationship.
"Come on, I have never ever talked about my sex life, you know I don't kiss and tell." I smiled messing with Tesse's head.
"Okay let's meet at the lobby in two hours" I smiled at her text. My dear friend was just crazy. It was only two in the afternoon, she just came from lunch break like ten minutes ago and she was looking forward to getting away from work? What a lazy woman.
"Work woman." I texted back before focusing on my work again.
(Deans POV)
I was at my old House in the city where Zhela had been staying for almost five months now . She was almost five months pregnant then and her baby bump was showing and was way bigger than it was supposed to be. But then again, That woman ate a lot of junk so it was realistic to have such a big belly .
No one, except Patrick and Jose knew about the baby. They had begged me to come clean with Sharon but I just couldn't. It was easier said than done, I guess.
They just talked because they were not in my situation. I didn't even know how to begin telling her. I swear I tried so many times to tell her, but every time, my mind went paralyzed. I felt bad that I was lying to Sharon. She did not deserve any of it...
I fret the day she would find out about this, even the thought made the hair at the back of my head to stand still. Lying about sheila coming back was just too much.
Sheila and Sharon were best of friends. I was pretty sure she wouldn't have travelled without telling her or Tess. The worst was that, I couldn't even ask sheila,my own sister, to vouch for me. She would kick me in balls and tell on me the next second.
I knew that even if she was denying it, Zhela was the one that sent flowers to my wife. She had become maliciously dangerous and obsessive. I had given her everything to show that I was taking responsibility for my kid, but she kept pressuring me for more.
She wanted me stay with her twenty-four seven. Sometimes, to get me to stay with her, she would fake pain so bad that sometime I couldn't help but wonder if she had knives growing inside of her.
I loved my wife. How did she expect me to just move in with her?
That day the doctor asked me to make sure she was exercising enough and to make sure she cut down on the junk food. I had to stay and give her a lecture on it since she'd rather spend her time seated typing away on her phone with her long fake nails, than stroll outside.
I swear if it were not for my baby, I would have let her eat all the junk in the world.
I had already called David Constructions House to make her a gymnasium in that house. I wanted a treadmill specifically because I thought it would help
God, I couldn't wait for the stupid four months to be over so I could get rid of the nightmare I was living in.
I would be done with taking care of a grown up woman who behaved like she was two years old . I looked forward to spending seven days a week with my wife whom I had neglected because of that predicament that a glass of delmonte and poor decision led me to. I was planning to take my child after it was born and never see that misery embodiment ever again. I was going to do whatever it took, grovel even, to convince Sharon to adopt it. She loved kids so that wouldn't have been a problem.
"Beb what are you thinking about?" Zhela startled me, before I felt her hands snaking around my waist from behind. I grew irritated as I tried to get away but couldn't escape, Why was she doing that, constantly? Couldn't she see the not-so-subtle hints that I didn't want her?
It was sickening to death to have to push her away time and again. I was exhausted.
I tiredly shut my eyes trying to urge resist the growing urge to shove her to the furthest corner of the world. If only I had a way to do that without hurting my unborn child. I swear she would take forever trying to find her way back.
"It is nothing." I removed her hands and moved away. I would rather die with with my problems than share with her "The construction team will me here on Thursday."
"What? And you? I mean I don't know a thing about construction. " She bellyached, using her needy voice. I loathed that stupid voice.
"What about me?" I backed.She pouted and I felt like knocking her out. "I won't be here, Zhela. I have a wife remember?" why was it so hard for her to understand. I loved my wife very much.
"Yeah, I remember. The one you are lying to? It has been five months already. Tell her the truth tell her that we are having a baby. Let me come with you so we can tell her together." she whispered kissing my neck. How disgusting!
I resisted the urge to disinfect myself. That was how much she repulsed me. I pushed her off gently not to hurt the baby and she was in front of me, I look her dead in the eye, "If you even think about showing your face to my wife, I promise you that you will regret it! I am going home already. I can't stand you for a second."I turned to leave. I had heard it with that sick woman.
I only made it as far as five steps when I heard her annoying whiny voice, "You cannot just leave me all alone in here."l
"what the fuck do you what from me!" I screamed in her face. I had no idea how the hell I had closed the space between us.
"I have stayed with you for almost three fucking weeks already . last mont was the same. The one before..."
"Don't yell at me. you are upsetting the baby." I rolled my eyes .
What baby? It was still in her belly protected by amniotic sack.
"Just call me when you want anything which you shouldn't, provided that I gave you everything you could ever neee." I quickly ran to my silver Ferrari that was packed next to the jeep that was now belonged to her. I violently yanked the door, threw myself in, banged it shut, and drove off.
God, I wanted to kill something.
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