Chapter 17

“GOOD MORNING, sir, do you want me to serve your coffee now?”

From the blank papers that Alexander been staring at for hours, he looked up at his secretary. His brows furrowed as soon as he saw her tight clothing. “Yes, please,” he said, then returned his gaze to the papers.

But the woman didn’t leave his office. Alexander can see in his peripheral vision that she’s still standing in front of his desk as if waiting for something. When she didn’t move, he looked up at her again.

“Is there something that you need?” he asked, trying his best to avoid her low neckline because it’s distracting his thoughts—which was already distracted by Amara and what happened to them yesterday.

“Don’t you like my attire today, Sir Alexander?”

Alexander knotted his forehead. Erin is Alexander’s secretary for almost four years now. This is the first time he saw her wore very revealing office clothing. “What?” he asked, then gave her a once-over. “As far as I can remember, Amara told you not to wear revealing clothes in the office.”

“It’s because your wife wanted to be the center of the spotlight, Sir Alexander,” she said, then started walking towards her. “I’ve wanted to wear dresses that fit the curves of my body, but Miss Amara kept on prohibiting me.” She put her hands on the desk and leaned towards him, giving him a generous view of her cleavage. “Since Miss Amara couldn’t visit your office, then I think it’s time for me to wear whatever I want...”

“Can you please bring my coffee now?” he said, shifting his gaze on the papers.

“I can give you more than the heat that a coffee could offer, Sir Alexander,” Erin whispered near his ear. “If you could just let me...”

She reached for his necktie, but he swept her hand away. “Erin, if you don’t want to lose your job, you’ll leave my office now to make my coffee.”

“Don’t you want to try me first?” she cooed and brushed her breasts against his shoulders.

Alexander’s jaw clenched as he started to feel uncomfortable with his secretary’s aggressiveness. “Erin—” She rolled his swivel chair so he’ll be facing her. Now, Alexander was cornered by her. “This will be your last day...”

The woman removed her blazer and took off her blouse in front of him. Her big breasts bounced and wiggled with her every move. She sat on his lap, reached for his hands and pressed them on her breasts. “Feel me, Alexander...” She traced her lips with her tongue. “I waited for this moment to finally show you how I felt for you.”

Alexander felt the growing hardness on his crotch. “Erin, stop this.” He pulled his hands, but the woman just pressed them on her breasts even harder. “Fuck,” he hissed. “Stop this!”

She started to massage his hands on her breasts. “Oh, fuck...” she moaned and shut her eyes. “Fuck me, Alexander...” She guided her fingers to fondle her nipples. “Oh, yes!”

Alexander couldn’t take this anymore, and he has to do something. If anyone from their office saw what they were doing, he’s one-hundred per cent sure that it will reach Amara. With his wife’s emotional state now, he couldn’t afford to hurt her feelings. The Amara that he has now is soft and fragile.

“I can feel your cock poking on my mound,” Erin whispered in his ear as her hands ran down his stomach. “Can you feel my wetness?”

Alexander couldn’t even move in his seat. “Do you really wanted to get laid right now?” he asked, trying his best to maintain a safe distance of their faces.

“Yes...” Erin answered, her warm breath is fanning on his face. “I wanted to be fucked by you, Alexander. I’ve wanted you to enter my holes...” She bit her lip. “You can take me from my behind. My butthole is ready for your ride.”

He flinched on her language. “Okay, but let me get my protection first.” He pulled his hands free to grab her waist and carry her off his lap, and changed their position. “Wait for me here. I’ll be back to give what you want.”

The woman leaned on his swivel chair and spread her legs in front of him. Alexander almost covered his eyes at the sight of her wet underwear. “I’ll wait for you here, Alexander...” She reached down and fondled her core. “Oh, I can’t wait…”

Alexander quickly turned his back at her and walked towards his door. He heard her called his name when he opened the door and stepped outside. As soon as the door closed behind him, he released a sigh of relief and wiped the trickle of sweats on his temple.

“I have to hire a new secretary as soon as possible,” he said and walked towards the elevator.

“Sir Alexander, you’re off for lunch?” Their company utility worker asked him when they met at the elevator. “Isn’t it too early to have lunch?”

Alexander laughed at how comfortable the old man talked to him. “I’m off to somewhere, Sir Rob,” he said and smiled at him. Rob has been in their company for twenty years. His father’s winery was just a tiny cellar when he started to work for them. “I’m thinking of what to buy for my daughter.”

“For Billie?” The old man asked with a smile on his face. “How is she? And, by the way, how’s Miss Amara? Has she fully covered?”

“She has amnesia and couldn’t remember everything,” he said and sighed. “But I wish she stays like that.”

Rob tapped his shoulder and gave him a warm smile. “I admire your strength and loyalty to your wife. I believe that all your sacrifices will pay off.”

Everyone in their company knew about Amara’s infidelity because there was a time that an elevator scandal spread in their company. Alexander couldn’t do something about it because Amara admitted her sin and acted like she doesn’t care. He was so hurt and wounded by that time, and to protect his family’s image, he fired his wife and his lover from the company. But Amara kept coming into the company, pretending that she’s a perfect wife.

When the elevator opened on the parking lot, his phone rang. He took out his phone from his pocket and suddenly remembered that Amara wanted a phone. He stepped out of the elevator without answering his secretary’s call.

Alexander went to the nearest mall to buy Amara a new phone. A young female sales associate approached him and asked what model of phone he’s looking for.

“Give me the latest model of smartphone that you have here,” he said, ignoring the woman’s bright smiles to him. He raked his fingers through his hair and thought about Amara again. A part of his heart flutter as he remembered her words to him after they made love. I hope you keep your promise, Amara.

“Are you familiar with the Speedy Online News website? Their mystery scandal writer was reported missing on the plane accident last month.”

Alexander heard the sales lady on his side asked her colleague. She was watching online news in their sample phone unit. And the plane crash where Amara and Billie survived was airing again.

“Is she the news writer that exposes the scandals about famous personalities?” the colleague asked. “I read in their article that the writer was off to the Maldives to follow her target, and they say that they were on the same plane when the accident happened.”

“Really? Did they also reveal on their article the name of her target?” the sales lady asked.

Alexander tried to ignore them, but he couldn’t help but hear everything that they say. He looked for the woman that took the unit he wanted to purchase and saw her coming from the stockroom.

“They didn’t drop the name, but they put a blind item,” the woman said beside him. “It says here that the woman was a CEO’s wife.”

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