Randy left the room with red face. Damon and Anya were left inside the office once again. Damon was still glaring at Randy’s receding back with a tight expression.
“What an unprofessional folk. I thought you said he was outstanding? Looks like a meager one to me.” He said with a sarcastic smile and an irritated expression.
His suspicions for the man grew all the more. The way he stared at Damon earlier was hostile, even though he tried hard to hide it. And his messy proposal, it was either he was a fraud, or Damon’s suspicions had taken a toll on him.
And that could only mean he was hiding something.
Anya stared at Damon’s worked up form and sighed helplessly. She doesn’t know why Damon sees Randy was an eyesore, but she knew he was not an unreasonable person. But she still can’t help but doubt. Was Randy really like that?
Anya brushed her thoughts for now and went to calm the boss. She walked behind him and massaged his shoulders.
“Look at you so worked up. why do you dislike the man so much?” She asked as she pressed on his shoulders.
Damon was pleased with Anya’s massaged and his tiff body eased. He felt light receiving Anya’s care and his mood brightened.
And even talking about the man who he almost oppressed in irritation, his voice was gentle. “He is a suspicious person. You need to be careful around here. Always call me if something is up.” He said and held the hand that was on his shoulders.
He turned around to look at her and Anya stopped her massaged. She looked at him in the eye and saw his seriousness and genuine care. She felt grateful for this. She smiled softly and placed her hand on his cheek.
“You worry too much. What can he do to me?” Her voice was pleasant, and she bit her lips at the words she was about to say. But she thickened her skin and whispered her following words. “He know I’m your woman..” She blushed even before finishing her statement. She could hardly look at Damon.
While Damon, who was listening to this, felt his heart throb. The shy and delicate expression of his woman in front of him stirred something in his heart.
At the next moment, Anya was suddenly pulled with a powerful force and she felt in Damon’s strong and sturdy chest.
His actions made her sit on his laps. Damon arms immediately circled her waist, locking her in place. Anya gasp at hi sudden action.
But who knew he would take this chance to conquer her lips? Damon crouched to reach her soft and plump lips and sucked on it hard. He bit her lips to pry it open and he inserted his tongue.
It was a very domineering kiss. Anya almost can’t keep up with his enthusiasm as he kissed her hard.
His hands were also getting naughty as he groped on her waist. His other hands started rubbing her bare legs, and Anya felt a shiver travel down her spine.
Her head started spinning and before she could lose her reasoning, she pushed him away. Well, that’s because they are in the office!
Anya was gasping as she faced Damon. His eyes were still in a daze, and his lips were tinge in a sexy color of read.
Anya gulped and looked away. Wheew. It looks like she was the one who needed to control herself.
“Uhm, Allen! The daycare is about to end, shouldn’t you pick him up now?” She exclaimed as an excuse. Her cheeks were still flushed as she tried to reason out with Damon.
Damon, who had just immersed himself from Anya’s softness, woke up. He saw her disheveled state and pursed his lips. He straightened up her clothes with a tight expression.
“Next time, don’t seduce me.” He whispered with a hoarse voice. Anya’s eyes widened with his shamelessness. His nerve!
“What the, I didn’t seduce you, excuse me?!” She exclaimed as she blinked her eyes profusely. Her expression screamed she was wronged.
Damon finally chuckled and pecked her cheeks.
“Alright, it’s my wrong.” He said pamperingly while caressing her soft and fragrant hair. Anya glared at him once more and snorted.
Damon could only smile helplessly and helped her up.
“Then, you come with me. Let’s pick up Mon together.” He said as he grabbed her hand and intertwined it with is.
Anya eased her expression and nodded curtly. She wanted to pick up and see the little one too. Damon fixed Anya’s clothes once more. Anya saw his collar was also in disarray. It looks like she crumpled it earlier.
She also fixed it for him, and the two people act like an old, pair of couples.
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When Randy went out of Anya’s office, he went straight to the back lounge and threw a fit. He was alone in the lounge and he kicked the chairs harshly.
His eyes were red as he remembered Damon Castellano’s insult earlier.
So distasteful. What did Veronica and Anya see in him that they are so hooked?! Is it power and wealth?!
Such a privilege pathetic person. How does he have the right to insult him this way? At the very least, for Randy, he achieved all of the things he have now because of own his efforts and own strength.
Not like someone who only inherited a huge chunk of money and then be known as the youngest successful billionaire.
What a joke.
The phone in his pockets suddenly rang. He took it out and saw it was Veronica.
His eyes darkened again. She called for like what? 30 minutes after their last conversation? When it was a normal day, she would juts call when he gets home and asks for update about the mission. But know, just because Damon Castellano is here, she is already so interested. She said she would be with Randy after all of this. But still, he can’t help but doubt.
With a pair of cold eyes, he answered the phone.
“How is it going?” Veronica immediately asked the moment Randy answered.
Randy’s heart felt bitter once again. Does Veronica really love him? The only times he feel that way is when they are in bed and she acts coquettish.
Randy comforted himself that this only because of Veronica’s huge hatred against Damon. She wanted to get back. And now, he too wanted to strike down that haughty man.
“They kicked me out. That man kept insulting me.” Randy answered Veronica in an irritated voice.
“What?! So they are alone right now?” Veronica asked again from the other line. Randy was already lost in thought to notice the implication from Veronica’s words. His mind was full of thought on how to drag Damon Castellano down.
“Don’t worry, I’ll get back at them.” Randy’s voice rang hoarsely within the empty lounge.