I looked away from him with sweetness flowing through my veins.
I thought he won’t care…
I didn’t know how to reply him though I wanted him to ask me how I felt so much.
“Am recovering since you wanted to kill me with everything in you” I said and he scoffed.
“I was easy on you cause you were starting to cry my ears out. Just two fingers inside you and you’re already screaming like they drove a dagger up your clit” he said and I gasped.
“Jeremy, you’re so raw!” I rapsed.
He smirked and left the room.
How can he say those words to me? I slowly crossed my legs imagining a dagger being…
What an awful thought.
My phone began ringing and I picked it up.
Why is Kelvin bothering me?
We exchanged pleasantries and we talked for a while before I hung up.
I stayed in bed watching TV since I was given two weeks leave for my honeymoon.
I got to the office with my personal assistant trailing behind me carrying my briefcase.
I sat on the chair and she dropped my cup of coffee on the table.
I don’t even have an appetite for it since I made breakfast. I actually goggled it.
‘What to do the next morning after first intimacy with your partner’.
My P.A Vivian dropped the files she was holding on the table and turned on the system. She dropped the briefcase on the floor close to my chair.
“Is there anything else you need sir?” She asked but I ignored her and brought out my phone from my back pocket.
She stood infront of my desk waiting for me to ask her to leave.
I brushed my hair with my hands.
I have long hair so I tied it up with a black band.
My mom doesn’t like how long it is and she tries so many times to give me a hair cut but i never let her.
And it made me look more hotter.
I glanced at my P.A who have been standing since.
I took my eyes down to her chest area.
I’ve told her a dozen times that I don’t do office romance whatever shît!
She’s so stubborn.
I’ll fire her sooner or later.
“Get out” I ordered sternly.
She stepped back and left the office.
As soon as she left, the door burst open and my friends barged in.
So early in the morning.
Peter shut the door and they came close.
“As*hole!” Jeffrey rapsed and sat on one of the seats facing my desk. He dropped his legs on the table.
Peter sat on my table backing me.
He had a long tennis ball 🎾and he threw the hall at my glass door and it bounced back to him.
“Hey mr married. You ignoring us now??” Jeffrey asked sounding quite pissed.
“What’s wrong?” I asked completely lost.
“Why the hell weren’t you answering your calls last night?” He asked twirling on the chair.
“Bet he was screwing wifey” Pete muttered.
“I smashed my phone” I replied and they turned their eyes on me.
“You and your anger issues…Anyway, today’s my f-cking birthday” Jeffrey said and I gasped.
“Happy birthday di*khead!” I said and threw my pen at him.
“Am giving you VIP invite to the party at my mansion. Bring wifey too, I wanna spoil her” he said grinning.
“Hands off, you pr*ck!” I jibed and he laughed.
“Okay, you guys can leave now before you trash my office”.
“Okay bro. See you tonight” Peter said and got down from my table.
Jeffrey got up and brought his hand for our best friend handshake.
We shook hands and ended it with jamming our knuckles.
I was so bored but felt happy when I heard Jeremy’s car drive in.
Finally, someone to tease and insult.
I got off the bed noticing the pain inbetween my legs had subsided.
I went downstairs and just as I was about to turn,
I bumped into Jeremy and our foreheads jammed.
I rubbed it slowly.
“Jeremy! Do you want to give me a headache!?” I half yelled.
He rolled his eyes.
“It’s your damn fault. How am I supposed to know you’re missing me so much and too eager to meet me” he said and I pouted my lips.
“Apologize Jeremy” i mumbled.
“In your dreams…” He said and left for the stairs.
I should have just stayed at the room than to come downstairs and get humiliated and he can’t even apologize.
I went into the bedroom and met Jeremy in a beautiful black jumpsuit. He looked like a model in the outfit with his great black hair.
Why am I even complimenting the arrogant bast*rd??
I sat on the bed and folded my arms.
“Where are you going?” I asked squeezing my face.
He walked to the make up table and took his cologne.
“To a party. Jeffery’s birthday” he replied.
I loathe that guy.
He’s so wicked and heartless.
I hate him so much.
“Can I come along?” I asked.
He turned to look at me.
“I thought you hate the dude” he said and I nodded.
“But am bored and I want to go out” I whined.
“Am not the one that told you to take a honeymoon leave from your work” he said.
“Am not like you that don’t cherish the honeymoon weeks. Wait until the ghost of honeymoon haunts you for going to work during our honeymoon”.
“Crazy woman. Am giving you 5 minutes to dress your f××king self up and meet me in my car” he said and left the room.
I smiled and went to the closet.
Let’s see how Jeffery’s birthday party goes.
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