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Claimed by my boss, hunted by his wife - Chapter 9



Chapter 9


CHAPTER 9 Edge Of Enough 

**Dorothy's POV**

“Sir, you have a meeting at seven and another one at ten” I spoke as I followed behind Xavier, his wife shooting me daggers.

“He is going to breakfast with a friend of my dad. That meeting would have to wait” She scowled as she stood with her very expensive bag, scanning me from head to toe.
“I'm not, ready the car” He turned to me, completely dismissing Diana. It was almost too funny that I snorted. 

Both Diana and Xavier looked at me and I just started coughing.
“Please can you help me with water” I coughed, hitting my chest.

“You know the kitchen. I'll be back, I want to take something upstairs” Xavier said and went upstairs.
I nodded and walked to the kitchen, took a glass and filled it with water.
“Do you think I'm stupid? You laughed at me! How dare you?” Diana spat and turned to me, glaring at me.
“I'm..I didn't laugh at all, ma'am. It was just a slight cough that I couldn't hold in anymore” I lied, swallowing the water deeply.

“I don't know how you came into his life or if you are the granddaughter to his father, stay away from my husband. I'm really happy that you have left here, clearly you remembered your lowly state” She hissed, and walked off, leaving me there.

Lowly state? I bit my lip, as I swallowed my words with another gulp of water.

“Where are you, Dorothy? We are going to be late” I heard Xavier's voice calling from the sitting room. I quickly dropped the glass and walked to the door, ahead of him.

I got into the car, and he followed suit and his driver drove off as we got settled in.
“What happened? I can smell you are upset” He started, his eyes trained on his phone.
“I’m sorry, did you say smell I am upset? How do you smell anger?” I asked, turning to face him.

“Ohh I don't. I have always wanted to ask that to someone” He shrugged, smiling from ear to ear.
“How…how old are you, again?” I asked, tilting my head.
“Blah blah” He sneered, using his hand to demonstrate how a dummy talks.

“Oh my sweet child. You do know, that from now on, anytime you are angry, I'll literally think you are throwing a tantrum” I replied him, smiling innocently.

He just simply glared at me, his eyes meeting his eyelashes from his lowered head.

“Sir, we've arrived” The driver announced, looking at us through the rearview mirror.
“Thanks, Sir Arthur” I thanked the mid forties man, and smiled while Xavier just simply got off the car.

I walked behind him and entered the conference room, and he sat at the head of the table. Soon, people started tripping in.

My heart stopped as I saw Edward walking in with his secretary by his side. He sat at the opposite head of the table, glaring and smirking at me.

“Let's start” Xavier directed, and the entire hall got silent.

The meeting went on for over an hour and my feet began killing me.
“This partnership will promote friendly communication between the different staffs” One of them said.
“Communication?” Xavier asked, his eyes trained on Edward as he tilted his head.

“Yes. In case, you are indisposed to come to a meeting, I can easily ask one of your staffs” Edward smirked, relaxing deeper into his chair.

Something about how calm he sound ticked me the wrong way. What the hell is going on?

“Dorothy” Xavier called my name which brought me out of my thoughts.
“Sir?” I asked, bending to see his face clearly.
“Do you want to have communication with Edward?” He asked me, joining his two hands together, fingers intertwined.

I blinked severally at the man before me. Why is he asking me that?

“I…well, if for business, yes” I answered, honestly and he turned to me slowly, giving me a side look and a smirk.

“Guess this answers that proposition. Declined. This meeting is finished” Xavier causally brushed off the last benefit of the partnership, and all other members walked off, but Xavier and Edward didn't move a muscle.

“So I see you knew about our meeting, right?” Edward asked, leaning in, dropping his hand on the table.
“Yes. You do not summon her to meet you privately. She works for me” Xavier seethed, as his face got into a stern frown. 

“Really? Okay, then…she works for you. But I can tell you that, if she is a hundred percent, her body is a thousand” He smirked and I saw Xavier's face, fall.

Edward's smirk grew bigger as he saw Xavier's five second reaction. He stood up and left.
“And oh, Xavier….I had a good time” He smiled and left finally.

“Fuck!” Xavier screamed, removing all the files on the table with one hand. I flinched and moved back a step.

“You slept with him in the restaurant. Are you that desperate to be noticed?” He asked me, his hand on my neck.

I looked at the burning eyes staring at me, and wondered how someone can flip between emotions so quick.

“I..that didn't happen, Xavier” I choked out, trying to release his grip on my neck. He finally let me go and I fell to the ground gasping for air and cleaning the tears that welled in my eyes.

“Your mother must be so…ashamed right now. Look how her daughter turned out” He spat and walked off. 
I sat there, trying to steady my breath, but I couldn't. 

It became harder to breath. The words he said rang in my head and my eyes welled up. Was I really a failure?

My mind ran to the place it always goes, self criticism.

I started questioning my life, from two years ago till now. What have I done? What have I accomplished?.

And I just realized that I had been working my ass off, just to survive. I was so caught up in survival mode that I actually hadn't been living. 

I've finished school but I couldn't settle down to look for a decent job that I had been choked up with bills to pay, to the point that I had no more money and it had gotten so bad that I was driven away from my family house by the bank.

And then that's when I realized, I am a survivor, not off a man's pocket but mine. My mom would be proud of me, because she taught me well.

I may not be bloody rich but hell, am I better than most girls my age. My dignity was still intact.

So….fuck you, Xavier Wort





Chapter 10 Between Sleep And Sin

**Dorothy's POV**

“Fuck. Hmm…Xavier palese. Fuck…fuck me harder, don't stop. Ohh, ahh, right there” I screamed as he held my neck and rammed into me from behind.
“I'm going to take all of you and fill up every hole of yours” He groaned and pulled out of me and immediately I felt empty. 

He pulled me up from my neck and my back met his sweaty broad chest and his hands travelled down to my breast and I felt his smooth but hard palms against my very hard nipple and he squeezed it, nibbling on my earlobe.

“Hmm. Again!” I threw my head back, resting on his shoulder and taking a handful of his hair into my hand. Soon, he left my nipple and held me on my neck pushing me back into the position we were, with my ass up.

And without warning he slammed himself into me but to my asshole, and I felt myself clench around his length as he groaned, and pulled it out without warning again. And he slammed back in. 

I felt my eyes roll to the back of my head, and my entire brain turn into mush. 

My asshole got accustomed to his length, and I let out moans of pleasure. He too increased his moans as his thrust became faster. 
I soon felt his hand slid to my dripping and swollen clit, as he pinched and rubbed while ass-fucking me.

Fuck. I was there. I felt my high so close, as the knots in my tummy began growing and I became desperate for it as I moved my ass back, meeting his thrusts half way.

**Ring. Ring**

I heard, and my annoyance grew. I was so close, couldn't the fucking call wait.
“Fuck. Don't stop, Xavier. Please” I pleaded as my hand literally went to spread my ass check wider for him.
“I knew you always wanted this. You always wanted this despite knowing I am married” He whispered into my ears.

And my head came back.

“Fuck. No, I.. I can't be fucking…” I protested and I started screaming.

I pushed him off and rolled off the bed, and came crashing to the floor.
The sting coursing through my body because of the collision with the wood made my eyes shoot open to see the sunlight piercing through my curtains.

What the fuck? It was…it was..just a…a dream. A fucking sex dream with my boss.

I stood up, as I felt my hairs sticking to the side of my face. 
I felt my middle throbbing like the dream was real. But I wanted to know how real it felt and an impulsive thought entered my head. 

I slid my hand down to my clit and felt the growing wetness due to my arousal as I rubbed my clit.

No. I can't do this. I shook my head, taking my head away from my middle, but the ache increased. 

I settled back into my bed, spread my legs and started rubbing my clit, my mind going back to the dream I had few seconds back.
“Xavier….hmm. More please” I moaned as I threw my head back on the pillow and made my hand travel to my nipples that were already aching to be touched.

“Fuck, Xavier. Right, there” I screamed, inserting two fingers into me, increasing my speed, and the smell of my arousal filled my nose.

“Right where?” I heard a familiar voice saying and it caused me to jerk up and fall from my bed.

I looked up and saw Xavier standing there with his eyebrows quirked and his head tilted. I bent my face down and I felt my face flush.

Did he just find me fingering myself to his name?

“While I was at the office waiting for you, for the project of Sherman group, you are here moaning to my name?” He asked, as I heard the intrigue in his voice and his footsteps getting closer.

I closed my eyes, and bit my lips, as I felt my face beginning to heat up. I couldn't look at him.

“And you are not wearing anything underneath. Did you have a sex dream, too?” He asked, squatting to my size, beside me.

“What do you mean by ‘too’?. And no, I didn't have a sex dream” I lied, arranging my hair and getting up, while he was still squatted. And this was my mistake.

“I can smell your arousal from here, love” His voice suddenly became deeper and I nearly went on my knees for him. 

I looked down at him, his face was directly at my arousal.
“It'll take me ten minutes to finish dressing up. And we are not cool, after that shit you said” I told him, but I didn't move.

I was supposed to but I didn't.

“I'm sorry. And I had no right” He apologized as he took off his jacket and his shirt, and he stood in front of me, his brown eyes staring back at mine.

This isn't supposed to happen.

But I felt myself getting more wet than I was before.
“What are you doing?” I asked as his hand travelled up to my thigh and I saw him coming closer to meet me. His face was so close to mine and I felt his breathe on my face.

“Xavier. We can't.. please” I protested, but my voice nearly came out as a whimper, and I felt his hand in between my clit, as he rubbed my already swollen and wet bud.

“We can..and your body knows that” He spoke and with that he claimed my lips as his hands slid into me.
“Hmm. See…we can” He smirked and picked me up, making my legs round his waist, as he put me on the bed and disengaged.

He pulled my shirt over my head and my nipples kissed the cold air making them harder. His eyes fixated on them.

“You are beautiful, you know” He whispered and brought his face and continued kissing me as he managed to get out of his suit trouser and briefs, leaving us both naked and steaming with desire.

At this point, all sense of right and wrong were out the window. My body felt like it was burning with his skin so close. 

I wanted more. I needed more.

He kissed my neck and my mind went back to that dream. It was happening in real life. 

He turned me over, so I was on top of him and he situated me down on his length. I couldn't believe that the first guy I was going to ride was him.

I sat on him and boy, was it exactly like the dream. I actually felt filled. It was satisfying.

Fuck.

“Hmm…. Xav…this..I..” I moaned, as I rolled my hips on him, going up and down on him, while he was meeting me half way.
“Fuck…Dorothy…” He groaned, his thrusts was getting faster as so was my bounce on him. He soon flipped me over, him on top.

He pulled out from me and I whimpered which earned me a smirk and a smack on my ass, as he lifted my legs and it rested on his shoulder, and he rammed into me, squeezing my breast and rubbing my clit.

“Xavier…hmm..I'm about to…I'm almost there” I whimpered as I felt a tear slip from my eye, and I felt his hand on my neck, as he lips locked on mine, and his thrusts became sloppy.

I felt my orgasm so close, I wanted to break the kiss but he didn't let me as he bit my lips and I knew he was close and his thrusts became more sloppy.

And soon, I felt myself released my juices on him, and I felt the insides of me fill with his hot seeds.

I threw my head back, while moaning out his name. I felt my dignity begin to slip back, but it had already happened and I began to think–I just started something that I wouldn't be able to finish.







Chapter 11 Exception To The Sin

Dorothy's POV

I stirred, half awake as I looked out the window. It already dark. I looked at my wall clock to see it was 8pm. 
I took my phone to check my messages and I felt another leg on mine. I tried moving it off thinking it was a huge lump of cloth but it wasn't moving.

I then turned to the other side to take the blanket off and I saw Xavier sleeping peacefully, his face looking so peaceful that it would deceive people of his very angry outburst nature.

I stared at him and everything that had happened earlier today came rushing back, and I felt great heat shoot up my checks.
I can't believe I slept with a married man. What the hell?

The thoughts began trooping in and so did the regret, I looked at him. It takes two to cheat, and I fully participated.

Has he done this before? Is he a cheat?

I started feeling my heart sink as it raced. What if he cheats on me? I blinked rapidly as I ran my fingers through my hair. I felt my entire body shudder just at the thought of that thought–what if he cheats on me? 

Are you his fucking wife? Imagine how his wife would be feel, and you're fantasizing him being yours?.

What the hell are you saying, Dorothy? Both my mind and heart was at war and I was feeling torn apart and empty.

“What are you thinking of, love?” Xavier drawled and my eyes darted up at him.
“Nothing. You should go home now. Your wife should be waiting for you. This was a mistake and it shouldn't happen again” I rushed over my words as I got down from the bed, wearing my shirt over my head.

He sat up looking at me, eyeing me from head to toe, and ending with a smile.
“Why are you looking at me?” I asked, going to the other side of the bed to arrange his clothes on the bed.

“Nothing…nothing at all. I leave you to it, but…like you said it won't happen again, I'm not so sure I can follow that” He shrugged as he got up and stood in front of me, naked.

I swallowed hard, as my eyes raked over his toned body. He wasn't so muscular but I knew the work was put in. 

Lord, you know I'm trying not to get tempted.

He came closer to me and I could see his dick getting erect.
“Xavier, leave. I don't want to be on the list of girls you've slept around with” I mumbled, swallowing and stepping back. I couldn't believe that my voice was gone over someone's committed person.

“But that's the problem, love. It's only Diana that I have had sex with, and no, I don't believe in cheating” He smirked and brought me closer to him, by my waist.

His voice was low and sounded so..so tempting. His body's heat immediately warmed my skin up and I felt my middle getting wet and needy.

Have some dignity!.

“You are cheating right now, on your wife, with me. So I think you do” I whispered, my lips so close to his. 
“Maybe, you are an exception” He tilted his head and with that he claimed my lips, and with one smooth move, my shirt was off my body.

He took me to my study table and made me sit on it, bringing my legs to his shoulders and kissing my calfs and I felt his tip at my entrance.

“Xavier, Xavier. I'm gonna be sore. This is the third time today” I protested, but I felt myself leaning towards him. He looked at me, and let out a wicked grin as he moved his hip back and I grinded the air.

“Seems like you still want that” He smirked, as his eyes locked on mine and he rammed into me, filling me up like before.

Fuck. 

He rammed into me, holding my face into place as our eyes bored into each other.
“Watch us. Watch us meet” He moaned, and I could feel myself matching his breath, which was little to none–like the sight of each of us made us breathless.

We reluctantly tore our eyes away from each other and we both looked down to where we met.

The only noise in the room was wet skin against each other and our moans and groans. And I knew for a fact that I wouldn't be able to get this out of my head.


*************

“Xavier. Xavier, wake the fuck up” I called him, shaking him vigorously. He sniffed and rubbed his eyes, still half asleep.
“Yeah?” He asked, his face getting buried deeper into the pillow.
“It's 7am. Get ready for work” I glared at him and pulled the duvet off him. But that was a mistake as I was met with his morning erection and it made me clench my thighs together.

Am I turning into an arousal queen? Where the hell is this lack of self control coming from? 

“You still want me in you after last night” He teased, as he got down from the bed. 
I stepped back but his stride was bigger as he soon met me and lifted me up, my legs wrapped around his waist as he led me to the bathroom.

“We..we are not having sex, Xavier” I opined as he turned on the shower and I felt the cold water on my skin.
“I didn't think of it. You did” He arched his eyebrow, as he smirked and started running his hand through my hair.

“I'm sorry about what I said about your mom. I was too…angry that, you…you let…” He paused but he didn't meet my eyes.
“I didn't have sex with him” I let out, trying to soothe him, and possibly clear the misunderstanding that asshole had caused in his head.

He only nodded his head and continued washing my hair and after that my body.
 
“You are beautiful, Dorothy” He whispered and I looked up to see his big eyes bright eyes–like he was giving me puppy eyes, and I felt heat rush to my cheeks. 
“Thank you” I smiled and that ended our shower.

We both got ready for work–his suit from yesterday that I steamed and my short black dress and we both drove off to the company.

“Go in first” I offered, standing behind his car and showing him the way with my hands out.
“As you wish” He agreed and brought his face to kiss me, but I moved back.
“Erm. We are…we can not, we are at work” I bit my lips, as I cleared my throat and I looked around to make sure no one caught that compromising act.

He nodded his head and walked towards the elevator leaving me at the parking lot. I took deep breaths in trying to gather what was left of my mind. 
“You..can do this” I told myself and repeated this many times in my head.

I took the elevator and went up to my floor, only for me to hear Diana's voice shouting from the other end of Xavier's door.
“What's going on, Lil?” I asked, Lilian when I got there.
“Mrs. Diana, has been waiting for Mr. Wort, and he just came back right now” She said, her voice low.

“Are you fucking cheating on me, Xavier?! Really? Who is the whore?” Diana's voice was heard and I was thankful on their behalf that we were the only one on the floor.

Even from across the hall I could hear and feel the anger in her. 

I didn't hear Xavier's voice, and that was when I heard some things breaking.
“Should I go in there?” I asked, staring at the door.
“Don't you….” Lilian began but I was already turning the door knob.

I entered the office and I closed the door. My eyes widened and I felt blood rushed from my face, once I saw Mr. Frey and Diana there. 

I didn't know that Mr. Frey was there. My eyes remained on him, but his expression wasn't like someone who was in the middle of a chaos, or at least trying to serve peace. 

Why wasn't he saying anything?

“Hello. Erm, I have something for Mr. Wort over there” The entire room went silent and everyone had their eyes on me. 
I began feeling like I was locked in a cage, as I felt cold sweat trickling down my back. 

Diana's eyes burned with real and alive anger, while Xavier stared at me like I said news of a flying elephant.

But none of those stares had me digging my nails into my palm. 

Mr. Frey–the way his eyes glanced over me, not even in a curious or at least angry way, but in a am I seeing a ghost type of way.

His eyes were widened as blood seemed to drain from his face.

“I knew you looked familiar. Reyes. Sanders Reyes was your father, wasn't he?” Mr Frey asked, as he stood to his feet.

I just stood there, staring at him, I tried remembering where I saw him but nothing came back.

“Yes. Sanders Reyes daughter” I affirmed, and I saw blood drain from his eyes.

“Let leave here” He shook his head, and dragged his daughter out behind him, while Xavier just stood with raised eyebrows, throwing the father-daughter duo a questioning look.

I stood there, looking at him. His face looked familiar, like I had seen it in once view, but it just wasn't clicking quite right.

“Dad, why are we leaving?” I could feel the daggers from Diana's eyes but I was more focused on the quiet but still agitated Mr. Frey.

Whatever it was, the familiarity in his voice–the way he said my father's name like he knew him long ago, and the look in his eyes, had the hairs at the back of my neck rising.

As I looked at the father-daughter duo stepping out of the door, my mind begun to race, but only one question was on it–

Who was Mr. Frey and what relationship did he have with my late father for him to be so affected just by my presence?







Chapter 12 Legacy Of Lies

Dorothy's POV

Today is cleaning day. I moved into my apartment for over a month now, and I still had some boxes that I hadn't even opened, and they just laid there.

“Hmm. So many boxes” I groaned, stretching and sitting on the floor as I took one box and it read ‘Reyes Partnership’

I looked at the box, it was my first time seeing it. I tried recalling if my parents had said anything about it but, nothing came to mind. I took out a pen and tore the tape over the box and opened it.

I was met with files and some documents. I have never seen this box before.. strange, amd didn't snow a lot of stuff were with me.

Is this the company that my dad told me not to fight for?

I actually thought it was the accident that was messing with his head. I took one of the files and opened it. 

I continued reading through, and I saw some plans, with budgets by the side, like there were starting a factory of some kind.
My dad always talked about opening a textile industry and this looked like a plan, but it looked more like he was presenting it to someone.

I skimmed through and I reached the next file that read ‘Terms of Partnership’. Oh, he was looking for someone to partner with him. 

After skimming through some many files and not finding anything important, I decided to drop the box.

And I moved to another one, it contained so many family pictures and some pictures of my mom and dad when they were dating. 

They really were in love with each other.

I smiled as my fingers brushed over the dusty framed pictures of my mom in a very, very shirt skirt and my dad in his perculiar suit. He was whispering something in her ear.

I didn't know what, but whatever it was, it had my mom redder than a tomato.

I was about closing it till a particular picture caught my attention. I reached for the frame and it was a picture of my dad with Diana's father.

I stared at the picture–particularly Diana’s father, and I was thrown into both confusion and curiosity. 

They knew each other, all these years?

I opened the box and I continued looking through, and to my disbelief, I found several pictures of them both, but at different places.

There was a picture they had taken and they was a banner with ‘R&F LTD’ behind them, as they stood in an incomplete building. 

It rang a bell, the name rang a bell.

I went to the other boxes that I opened and saw it. R&F LTD' was on the first page of this particular document.
I opened it and I saw a contract, signed by both Diana's father and mine, lasting for twenty years.

Wait, what? Why didn't my dad say anything about this? Why didn't my mom? 

I'm so sure she knew about this, so why didn't they say anything? I continued skimming through the files. 

They actually were in agreement, my dad produces while Mr. Frey brings the raw materials, and they share the profit sixty, fourty, with Mr. Frey getting sixty percent.

I nodded my head at this expected act from my father. He always seemed to give more than he takes.

Seems pretty fair. 

So what went wrong? From Mr. Frey’s expression and attitude when he realized me, he didn't seem so happy.

I closed the box and put the files back into their boxes, as I checked other boxes and threw away things I didn't need. 

After I cleaned everything and had eaten, I opened the boxes again and settled down to actually read through them and connect the dots.

There were so many questions, questions that I didn't have the answers to. And the only people that would have had any, were dead.

I looked through the box that had the files and I looked through all twenty files, but I couldn't find the reason behind Mr. Frey reaction.

Maybe I'm overthinking.

I reached down into the box to take another file, when I felt an envelope. I tore my eyes away from the file I was holding and I looked at this envelope.

It was a disc case and a CD was in it. I looked at it, examining it and it was still in perfect condition. I reached for my CD player and I inserted it.

I went back to my chair and nestled in. Let's see what this is about, I thought to myself and the disc started playing and my dad's face came up.

“If you are seeing this, it means I'm either in jail or dead….” My dad's voice boomed through the TV. What?

I soon felt my eyes welling up. What did you do dad?

“I won't say everything here, so if he finds one, it won't all be lost. I don't know who is watching this, but if it's you, Dora, please keep this to yourself and don't act in a haste. If you've found this, it means you know of my partnership with Mr. Douglas Frey” He bowed his head, and I could hear the regret seeping through his words, as I heard my mom's voice from the background.

“Mamma” I cried and went close to the TV. 

“I have a partnership with Douglas, it was going well for five years and I thought he was a good partner and friend. Until, I overheard him saying that the materials he supplied wasn't so good and healthy. He was trying to cut cost, although he took a bigger share” He nodded and went to a table and came back with a black recorder.

“This is where I recorded the conversation. It won't be in the same place you found this disc, so it won't be destroyed if he finds it. That material killed a lot of people and made us face backlash, but he tried to subdue it which also earned him more money. Mr. Frey is a little snake, conniving too” My dad spat and paused the video, but the anger in his voice was evident.

I looked at the screen. What? I stared at the screen for sometime. Then he came back and continued.

“Listen to me, the more children buy that material, it kills them, slowly but surely. It causes a deadly type of skin cancer. You have to stop the production of that material. I was at risk when he found out that I knew and I threatened to expose him and the day I confronted him, was the day I knew that I was in danger. Please, find the recorder. Dorothy, if it's you watching this, you are already ten steps closer to finding it. You just have to think” He smiled and nodded his head as the video ended.

“Dad? What kind of hint is that? Just have to think. Think about what?” I groaned, looking at the TV, as I threw my hands up hysterically. 

But R&F LTD isn't anywhere, or is it?

I took my laptop and researched it. When the results came up it was just death tolls. And from the look of it, twenty people died under six months from the material.

And they didn't close down the factory or arrest Mr. Frey?

I looked deeper, but I didn't see any recent news, linked to the name, then I decided to search ‘Mr. Douglas Frey’

And his name came up with his picture, CEO of Frey Foundations. What?

Did he change the name? And what did my dad mean when he said, he knew he was in danger? I really needed answers, but I didn't know how to get them. 

I looked at the box, as my mind raced over everything my father said–it won't be in the same place to avoid him finding it. So where would it be?

 Could it be in our family house? But–but where and why would it be there while the other one is here?

I ran my fingers through my hair as I pulled it slightly. 
 
Could this be why he looked at me like he had seem a ghost? Could Mr. Frey truly be guilty? And am I about to walk in a lions game? 









Chapter 13 Unpacking Her Past 

Xavier's POV

“Where the hell is Dorothy? I've been calling her since yesterday but she wasn't answering her phone, she is supposed to submit an important document to me today” I said in one breath, looking at Lilan.

“Well, sorry sir. But.. she's not going to be available today. She asked me to inform you” She said, her eyes on my hair. 
“What do you mean by that?” I asked, leaning in on her desk.

“Sir…that's..” She muttered but she was soon interrupted but her phone ringing. She looked between her phone and me.
“If she's the one, pick up the damn phone” I told her, as I felt my patience running thin. She looked at me and shakily answered her phone.

“Hello, Dorothy” She murmured and I signalled her to put the phone on speaker. 
“Hello, Lilan. Please, tell Xavier that I wouldn't come in today, I have to be somewhere” Dorothy grunted through the phone, and I heard boxes rolling.

I took out a pen and wrote down the question I wanted to ask her and gave it to Lilan to speak.
“Erm, are you home?” She asked, reading the letter.

“Yes, but I'll leave in thirty minutes. Something wrong?” Dorothy asked, breathing heavily.
“Erh, no. Nothing just asking” Lilan said and I gave her a thumbs up and grabbed my keys and going to Dorothy's house.

After driving for almost an hour and half, I finally got to her house and I saw her loading up a car. 
When did she get a car?

“Dorothy!” I called out as I walked into her house, noticing the packed luggage and some few boxes.
“Who…Xavier?” She called me after she got out of her kitchen.

“Where are you going?” I asked her, as I walked closer to her. It's been a long time since after our first sex, and she's been avoiding me since then.
“None of your business” She brushed off and moved past me, grabbing her luggage and a box that had Reyes Partnership on it.

Is she starting her own company?

“Well, you'd have to cancel your travel, because I told your Uber to go. And yes, he left your luggage out the front” I smiled as I grabbed her hand and pushed her to the wall, a small thud coming through once her back met the wall.

“Where are you going?” I asked her again, pressing on every word.
“The house I grew up in, that's if it hadn't been sold” She whispered and I could see the sadness in her eyes.

“I'll come with you, let's see your history” I told her and took the box from her and kissed her on her forehead, walking to my car. 

There must be a reason why she wants to go back home, and I'm here for it.
She took her last luggage and locked her house while I put it in the trunk.

“You ready?” I asked her, standing behind her as she turned from locking her door.
“No. I still don't know your motive for following me” She tilted her head, eyeing my car like there was some kind of bomb.

“I don't know anything about you, just that you are my father's friend and I have this…how do I put it…this innate habit of curiosity” I smirked, while giving my best smile.

“Fuck you, Xavier” She brushed me off.
“You already did, darling” I shrugged and this was enough to make her stop, turn to me and looked at me with a glare.

She silently entered the passenger's seat and we drove off with her directing me at every turn.
Soon, after four hours we reached her parents house, it was kinda having this old money vibes.

I can see where she got her asthectic

We got down and I helped her with the luggage, as she inspected the place.
“Hello” She said as she knocked on the door.
“Sweetheart, I don't think the house is sold. Use your key” I told her, coming to stand behind her.

She looked at me but didn't say anything as she took her key out of her purse and tried it and the door opened.

“Oh, wow. I didn't know that would work” She breathed out as she pushed the door open.
“Seems they paid off the mortgage” I told her and followed behind her.

We both took the bags in and was about settling in, until we realized that there wasn't any food. We both got out and went to the grocery store.

She good the food while I got some new clothes that I'd change into while we are there. After paying, we left and headed back to her house 

We showered and got settled in, she cooked dinner while I arranged and opened up the boxes.
I took care of her luggage and some other stuff and I got to the Reyes Partnership box.

I wasn't so sure I wanted to open it but like I said, curious. I opened it and I was into both confusion and awe.

I stared at the photos of someone that looked a little like Dorothy and Diana's father. They knew each other?

Who the hell is Dorothy?

“What are you doing?” She asked, looking at me. I turned to face her still holding the picture and she rushed to me and took it out my hand.
“Who are you?” I asked her, my eyes in slits.
“Dorothy. Any problem?” She retorted.

“Why is that man, that looks like you, and I'll presume he is your father, shaking hands with Diana's father. And what the hell is R&F LTD?” I asked her as I crossed my arms over my chest.

She stared at me, not saying anything.

“Dorothy, I need an answer” I told her, coming closer to her.
“I don't know, okay? And it is genuinely none of your business” She flipped and shoved past me, putting the picture back into the box.

“Really. I can figure that out for you, I can get information for you. And, it is my business because he is my father in-law” I pressed on and I could swear I felt myself puke in my mouth, at the word of father-in-law.

“Huh? Oh, now he's your father in-law” She replied me tauntingly.
“Dorothy, okay. Screw what I said, okay? I want to know. Anything I can do to help, I'm sure it'll go a long way for you” I told her, coming closer to her and enveloping her in a hug.

I felt her once tense body slowly relax as she breathed out and ruffled her hair.

“Fine. Okay, the introduction, okay?” She asked me, looking at me with her chin on my chest 
“Okay” I told her, kissing her forehead. She led me to the sitting room and sat me down on the sofa and sat opposite me with a bottle of wine in our middle.

“My dad and Diana's dad worked together, and I'm not really sure what happened but they fell out. And now I'm here to get more answers, and for some reason, my dad knew he was in danger” She told me, gulping down a mouthful of wine 

“Wait, worked together? Like a textile company?” I asked her, as I remembered a time my dad usually had her father come over to our house and I would overhear their conversations.
“How'd you know that?” She asked me, her expression getting serious.

“My dad and your dad were friends, remember?” I told her and took the wine bottle from her and gulped it down.
“My dad must have told him something helpful. Like something that is not in the box” She thought, as her forehead wrinkled.

“I think we need to talk to your father” She said, looking at me.
“I think so too. I'll call him over” I nodded and left to make the call to my dad. 

This is the last thing I wanted–Dorothy’s involvement with Mr. Frey.

But now, I think it's too deep to pull her out.



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