Chapter five.
"Lunch" was the only word belle uttered before slipping into the elevator waving bye to her boss with a saccharin sweet smile.
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Coming back from her lunch with Tony, who, thank God, things are well between them again, she found the office tense, everyone was very busy and she knew it has something to do with Ken.
Nora asked her to go see the boss immediately, with some files he requested for.
she hated to admit but she was scared. She walked to his office sluggishly not at all ready to face him.
Gently she pushed the door, as if afried it might pounce on her.
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It's been twenty minutes pass lunch and the bitch was not yet back.
Ken wadidn't well like to imagine.
If there's one thing he enjoyed most was the lunch he usually had with her, he liked her company, she made him feel complete in a way he couldn't understand, he craved her attention, in some way he wanted her to be his, he wanted her smiles, her jokes, her body, everything of hers he wanted, even her voice seems to have an effect on him. He knew it was way passed lust. It was witchcraft.
"Sir you asked for me." he raised his head and she stared into dark brown orbs, his eyes which was brown was darken by anger, he was furious she knew that, 'God! She thought, who could have pissed him off?'
"You are late?"
She knew then and there that she was officially screwed.
"You are twenty minutes late" he voice was gentle as he spoke.
"Traffic was bad" she tried to reason.
"Was it? or were you too busy with lover boy that you forgot to check your time." he spat out with enough venom that a snake would be ashamed. She rolled her eyes internally. Even Tony hates Ken, she don't know if the two have met, but they should since they know enough about each other.
He gazed at her intensely, and she suddenly felt hot.
His gaze on her was smoldering, she wanted to say something, anything, but her throat felt dried.
It was a strange feeling and she hates to admit but she likes that feelings. Though she feels quite the opposite for her boss. The feeling of hotness seems to warm her always cold body.
"What I do with my boyfriend is non of your business, so can you please leave it out of this?" Isabelle snapped, anger evident in her tone. The reason for the anger was one she has refused to think of.
Ken stalked towards her, saying that he was angry is an understatement, he was livid.
His imagination did nothing to ease him, instead it helped set him off.
Hundreds images of what Isabelle could have been doing with Tony clinged to his mind.
"ahh boyfriend," he drawled "I never knew you could go so low for money "
Isabelle's mouth dropped open at the insult, was he insinuating that she is only with Tony because of money. She did never had the urge to hit someone the way she had then.
"Now I know, you as conniving and manipulative as Sasha."
"What? " Her jaw clenched as her eyebrows lowered. The nerve of the bastard.
She slapped him.
