gain. You belong to me and me alone

he is m

ouldn't go beyond that," he paced around h

nothing be

rying out loud. How he was smiling for yo

king this t

. It seemed he was letting silence do the rebuke now

on," Emelda said, picked her bag from

tter me

hough, lately, her boss had been fond of her. From liking her to sending her on an e

them but because her boss believed in her. Emelda would say, his toughness came from a plac

he needed finer pay. But since he began to smile, showing si

st, but she had decided to wait,

. Those eyes that would blink and wander...that would subtly communicate refusal. How she had looked

er. Saying there was nothing bad about a bo

or official purpos

ial? Who dictated it... it should be for official purposes? Can'

ou beyond the official ser

u are the best woman in the whole world. I just want to feel the aur

pposed to b

you call

ke, I can't believe it. How you have condescend

rous to bring sentiments into business. I am that tou

rtray it. You are the

s. Emelda felt his hands, soft, and sleek. The

now me beyond thi

from wh

ow appearance cou

o salve you

ot as bad a

r said

not as tough

king straight into his eyes. She couldn't im

Protocols and etiquettes ended in the office, and anythin

see your beaut

Oby? Her bea

Donald was upstairs, watching them. There were no parting kisses or hu

sloped on the sofa. She went and sat beside him. She would like

e didn't like a local delicacy, probably after his stay in England, she hadn't bothere

ay real chess," she grinne

tried to tease his look. He had shaved his bears

called old school. He always trimmed and carved it to the size she like

ied to get him to talk but it seemed what he saw tonight hadn't left h

idn't want to share her with an

d she had thought about this madness several times. She was not yet his wife and he was t

in him she couldn't describe; something words would not d

his one side of him, this one side she was yet to decipher, would compensate for

wouldn't make a good husband as both of them didn't have most things in common. She had disagre

with the way he got angry easily and resorted to vio

weetheart," Em

aressed his neck, and slowly went for his head. Turned it

shifted an inc

as he

dent. She slipped off her sleeveless wear until they rested on her boobs. She

s on his. They started smooching very strongly. They started smoothly,

best lips sh

etting tired when he went hotter. Hotter and hotter until passion overpow

No one answered. She knocked th

t of her body and wiped his lips, and immediately wore the look of a boy, throwing arou

badged into their privacy and saw them kissing. Why would that throw him off balance? And she co

ing they were no

e over. Emelda would have been mad at her but s

dn't shout at her but rather kept quiet and pretended

Emelda looked at

ha

don't know what I

when they first met. That was he. Always the first to raise his voice even when he was guilty. For how long would

hing you are n

e shook her shoulders as though