Marrying my high school bully

Chapter 17

Dexter

I watched her leave hastily while putting on my jacket, my mind filled with several thoughts of why she had gotten sudden cold feet.

Her reactions to my touch, and the way she moaned that I shouldn’t stop touching her made me mad with excitement. But after asking her if she really wanted me, the desire just died off.

My heart was tormented with the conclusion that I’d done something wrong and with how tight-lipped she was, I knew that I’d have to move the heavens and the earth to know what really happened.

I signaled my chauffeur to drive me to work so that I could think. We had an important meeting with a big organisation who wanted to give us a huge contract and all I could think of was a woman who rejected me twice?

Shaking my head vehemently, I decided that I wouldn’t allow the thoughts of her to distract me. The contract I was about to bag was much more important than her.

After convincing myself over and over again, I put on my laptop and prepared for the meeting.

Some hours later, the conference room was filled with my personal assistant, one of the tech guys, Mr Arnold Smith, the man who was to award the contract to us and a few of his team.

I wondered what they were here for but it wasn’t as important as getting the deal.

“It’s nice to have you in Hemming corporatives. We’ll begin with the presentation now.” I said and made signals to my personal assistant who turned the screen on and began to talk about each design that flashed on the screen.

While Mr Smith was focused on the presentation, my mind flashed back to the short intimate moment I had with Lorraine.

Her mounds were still as soft as it was that night, and her breasts called out to me in a way that I couldn’t resist.

Hell! I shouldn’t be thinking about her right here, but remembering how she arched her body towards me in surrender got my dick throbbing hard against my briefs. Her figure was right in front of me, causing a mess to the concentration I was supposed to be having.

“Fuck!” I muttered, banging the table with my clenched fist.

The presentation halted as everyone fixed their eyes on me in surprise. My face reddened with embarrassment as I gave a quick apology. “I’m so sorry. You can continue, Fred.”

He finished up fast and I almost thought that it was because of the short breakdown I had.

It was time for Mr Arnold to make his decision and I couldn’t deny that my heart took a skip. Even though the news of Hemming Corporatives’ success had gone far and wide, every deal still mattered to us. To me.

He kept watching the replay of the designs while I gauged his expression. It was unreadable just like mine but at the approving flicker of his eyes, I knew that the deal was sealed.

“Congratulations, Mr Hemmingway, you have the contract.” He announced and everyone applauded us.

Relief filled me as I signed the contract on behalf of the company then we shook hands. “Thank you, Mr Arnold.” I said with what I could regard as a smile.

He was a busy man, strict on business ethics so he decided to fly back to his state of residence the same day.

“I’ll be going on a first name basis with you, Dexter, because of the nature of the topic.” He said, after waiting for everyone in the room to leave.

I furrowed my brows, wondering what the lack of formalities was all about. “That’s no problem, but is there any issue you have with the design?”

He shook his head and patted my shoulder. “I’ve been in your position before and I know how hard it is to get a woman out of your head. Especially the one who messes with you. Trust me, it will be more frustrating to get her out, all you have to do is to let her in. ”

I flashed a what’s-your-business stare at him but he wasn’t in any way unfazed. “It’s much more complicated than you think.” I quickly replied in self defense.

“Alright. But I hope you master the art of balancing business with pleasure. It’s not really nice to have a breakdown during a business meeting.” He chuckled then gave my arm a final squeeze. “Have a good day, Mr Hemmingway, I’ll inform you of when to start making the deliveries.” He said and left.

I snorted once the door closed and rolled my eyes, then decided that he wouldn’t make a good friend because he liked to interfere with issues that didn’t concern him.

Letting Lorraine in would be very difficult because of how deeply she hurt me. I just want to sleep with her and forget about all the lustful feelings-that’s if I’ll ever be freed of it.

I didn’t want to care about what caused the sudden distance, because it could be one of her tactics to make me fall for her.

We freaking had to sit down and talk about everything like adults.

With that settled in my mind, I got up confidently and headed towards the door. I didn’t need to twist the knob open because Emilia was already outside waiting to enter.Content © NôvelDrama.Org 2024.

“Dexter Hemmingway, where are you headed to?” She asked with a coy smile that irritated me.

Though she had a good height, I was still taller and that gave me the advantage of staring over her head. “That’s none of your business, Emilia. What are you doing here?”

“I came to see you.”

She tried to come in but I stood firm at the door, holding the knob so that she wouldn’t be able to come in. “I have to be somewhere. Don’t stand in my way, Emilia.” I hollered at her but she didn’t flinch.

She clasped her hands together and feigned a sad look. “You don’t have to be so harsh on me. I’m here because I care about you.” She murmured trying to lean on me.

I sighed, massaging my forehead in frustration. There she goes again, always saying that she cared when she actually never did. She was only hungry for my cock which wasn’t just available to her anymore.

“Thank you for asking, but you have to leave now. If there’s any new update, Stefan will give you some info.”

I left her stunned while heading towards the training room. My heart thudded faster as I wondered how the conversation would go.

She wasn’t at the training room which was quite surprising because it wasn’t lunch break yet. Still I was going to find her and talk to her even if she had a hunch that I was coming to see her.

My search for her stopped halfway after I got out of the elevator and stopped at the last floor. My eyes caught the sight of her close to the entrance of the building all wrapped up in the arms of Arnold, the same sassy man that just left my office.