CHAPTER TWELVE

Dylan turned his head as soon as the telephone on the table buzzed. These days, none of the offices ever rang. He stretched and picked the telephone as he pressed it to his ears.

“Hello, President Wilson’s office” he said into the telephone.

“Good afternoon, Miss Harley Madison wants to meet President Wilson” the other person said as Dylan froze.

“Bring her up” he said as he dropped the telephone and hurried into Zane’s office.

“President Wilson, you have a visitor” Dylan said as Zane turned to him.

“This visitor doesn’t have a name?” Zane asked.

“Harley Madison” Dylan replied as Zane’s eyes widened slightly.

“Harley?” he asked as Dylan nodded.

“What’s she doing here?” he asked as he rose to his feet.

“I already asked them to send her up. She should be here by now. I’ll go bring her” Dylan said as he left the office.

Zane swallowed his saliva as he wiped his hands on his suit. Never in his life had he been this nervous. He wasn’t just meeting his favourite celebrity but the woman who helped him hold on all those years, she was one who made him want to look forward to the future, the one who encouraged him and although she didn’t have an idea of what she did, he knew.

And that, was enough.

Trying to supress the nervousness that was threatening to overwhelm him; he walked back to his seat and pretended to be working as Dylan knocked the door and opened the door. Zane tried to maintain a straight face as soon as Dylan led Harley into the office. He nodded at Zane and stepped outside the office.

“President Wilson” Harley greeted as Zane stood up from his seat and walked towards the couches in the middle of the office as he gave her a smile.

“Have a seat” Zane said as Harley sat down and faced him.

“Dylan will be here in a minute with a cup of water” Zane said as he glanced at Harley again.

How could someone be this beautiful? She was more than beautiful. At 35; her womanly hormones were seriously oozing, up and active. She was dressed in a long gown that reached her ankle but had slits at the sides while her hair was packed into a small bun. Her skin was as usual flawless and her face attractive and graceful.

“I didn’t recognize you the last time” Harley said as Zane chuckled.

“It’s okay” Zane replied as Harley managed a smile.

“I came to thank you in person for what you did that night. I was to destabilized to do or say anything” Harley added as Zane nodded.

“I totally understand” Zane said as Harley wriggled her hands together.

“My career almost took a hit that night but because of you; it didn’t” Harley said as she took a deep breath.

“But I’m curious. I don’t think we’ve met before. Why did you help me?” Harley asked as Zane raised an eyebrow.

“Do I have to know you before I help you?” Zane asked as he chuckled.

“And I do know you” Zane added as Harley stared at him for a while before wearing a small smile.

“Thank you so much” Harley said as Zane nodded.

“It’s okay” he said again.

“I heard that WC was going to start an entertainment company and a lot of Anent artistes had been poached” Harley said as Zane chuckled.

“That’s another reason why you are here” he said as Harley stared at him in slight surprises before wearing a small smile.

“They said you were really smart. I guess they weren’t lying” Harley said as he leaned back in her seat.

“President Wilson, let’s be honest with each other. Was the whole thing with President Andrew a plot to get to come over to WE or something else?” Harley asked as Zane leaned back in his seat.

“What makes you think I would come with such a plan?” Zane asked as he crossed his legs.

“You just said it yourself, I’m way too smart for that. If I wanted to poach you; trust me when I say I will and I won’t have to use any means whatsoever” Zane added as Harley found herself laughing.

“Even Maria got poached, why wasn’t I approached?” Harley asked as Zane smiled.

“That’s because I believe you wouldn’t leave unless you want to” Zane replied as Harley swallowed her saliva.

“No matter what, you’ve been at Anent for almost fifteen years. How would a new company suddenly poach you?” Zane asked as Harley wore a small smile.

“Fifteen years is really a long time” Harley muttered as Zane nodded.

“How old are you Zane?” Harley suddenly asked as Zane chuckled.

“From President Wilson to Zane. That was quite fast but I don’t mind” Zane replied as he folded his arms.

“Five years and two months younger” Zane replied as Harley raised an eyebrow at him.

“I would be thirty in three months” Zane replied as Harley laughed.

“You are basically like my younger brother” Harley said as she burst into laughter while Zane shrugged his shoulders.

“Except that I’m not younger brother” Zane said as Harley pouted.

“You don’t want to be my younger brother?” she asked as Zane shook his head.

“No, I don’t want to” he replied as Harley chuckled at how seriously Zane shook his head.

“Thanks for having me Zane” Harley said as she rose to her feet and Zane also stood up.

“How come I didn’t realize you were this tall when I stepped in?” Harley asked as Zane shrugged.

“How’s the feeling of looking up to me?” Zane asked as Harley glared at him.

“Don’t you dare” Harley said as Zane nodded while smiling.

“I’ll see you again” Harley said as Zane nodded as Harley started walking towards the door.

“Harley” Zane called as Harley turned towards him.

“Huh?” she replied.

“WE doors are always open to you” Zane said as Harley smiled and stepped out of the office.

Joanne watched as Dylan continued typing on the computer as she sat down on the couch. She had told him not to bother serving them anything and just a glance, he had dropped the tray of cookies, water and coffee before he resumed back to his work. She easily recognized him as the person who had sent them home the last time. She was more than surprised that he was Zane’s secretary.

Joanne had seen her own share of handsome men in her life but Zane was on another whole level. He was young, rich and his upcoming manly charms were raging and now there was his secretary. Dylan was hell ass handsome. He wasn’t lean like Zane but he had thick thighs and a body that Joanne could swear she would be more than comfortable if she slept on such a body.

He looked twice as dashing when he was serious with work which was the exact thing that he was doing and he even found it difficult to take her eyes off him. He caught her staring at him the first time and asked her if anything was wrong. She had quickly shook her head and told him nothing was wrong.

The second and third time, the fourth and fifth, the sixth and seventh, the eighth and ninth time. He finally folded his arms as he trained his eye on her.

“I’m sure that this time around, you definitely have something to say” Dylan said as Joanne swallowed her saliva.

“You are very handsome and do you have time for a drink?” Joanne asked as Dylan looked taken aback for a moment before he shook his head and turned back to his work.

“I don’t mix work and my life together” Dylan replied as Joanne smiled.

“I’m not asking you to. I merely asked you out for a drink” Joanne replied as Dylan kept mute and didn’t reply her.

“You aren’t going to answer me?” Joanne asked as Dylan kept mute again.

“I just want a drink” Joanne said again but Dylan continued working as if he hadn’t heard her at all.

“Hey” Joanne called as she bit her lip and stood up before walking to stand beside Dylan’s seat. That seemed to finally catch his attention as he turned to her.

“If I were you I wouldn’t do that” Dylan said as he pointed to the computer. This doesn’t contain just the company’s secrets and business, government secrets too. I could literally sue for trying to steal information” Dylan said but Joanne turned deaf ears to him.

“Then I won’t look at it” Joanne replied as the both of them engaged each other in a staring contest for about ten minutes before Dylan shook his head and looked away.

“Just a drink?” Dylan asked as he rose to his feet and loomed over her with a small smirk on his lips. Joanne swallowed her saliva before shaking her head.

“I want to sleep with you”