Mr. Starling leaned forward and kissed her forehead. He stared at her for a few minutes before getting up from her bed. He wiped his tears and walked to the door.He got to the door, and turned towards her, "I just hope you understand what I mean, and what I am trying to do. I know you didn't hear all that I said, that's because you are asleep. But I believe your spirit is active, and listening to what I have said."He wiped the tears of drop on his face and walked out of her room. He closed the door slowly and proceeded to Ethan's room. He got to the door and took in a deep breath before walking in.When he got in his jaw dropped. He saw Ethan cuddling Elara Wilde. Though they both had the duvet covering them. He could tell that they were both naked. He stood there, trying to understand what was going on, and how she got in without him knowing about it.He walked slowly towards his son and tapped his shoulder. He turned towards him, his eyes still sleepy. He tapped him one more time,

"Let me help you with your bag boss," Burundi said, asking for his bag. "Ohh, thank you. It's on my bed," he replied and walked towards his bed.Burundi still felt elated. The dude couldn't believe what just happened. It all felt like a dream. His life had changed no matter the options he picked. He looked around his boss's room smiling. "Come on, let's go," Alistair said, handing over his bag to him."Thank you, boss," he replied smiling as they both walked to the door. Alistair stepped forward and opened the door. "Boss, you didn't have to do that. I should be the one doing it."Alistair smiled, "Come on, you helped me with my bag. Helping you with the door isn't really a big deal, you know right?"Burundi nodded his head smiling. They both walked side by side in the hallway, till they got to the stairs. Burundi went ahead, while Alistair tailed him. They both descended the stairs until they arrived at the last step.Their heads both tilted to the dining. Everyone was seated already

Layla and Nathan both came out of the car. "Take care, Reagan, we will see at lunchtime," Layla muttered before walking away with Nathan beside her. "You know it looks crazy. We have to act like friends whereas we are more than that," Nathan replied as they joined Alistair in the elevator which was about to close up. "You guys are late," he replied, gazing at his wristwatch."We are sorry boss," they both muttered with their heads bowed."Tell me what are we doing today? What's my schedule?" He tilted his neck towards Layla. "I am not in charge of that. Kathy is the one in charge," she replied looking at him."Kathy?" He asked, looking confused."Yes boss," she replied with a smile on her lips. "Get to Kathy, she should be in my office in the next three minutes. I need to know what's going on, and what I am up to today.""Yes boss," she replied, looking away."You, what are you doing today?" Alistair's gaze was on Nathan."Me?" He asked, pointing at himself."Of course you. Is there

"I do, but I think we have missed the point, Alistair," she muttered as she also got up from her seat."What could that be?" He asked, staring at her with his hands crossed."The reason for accepting her back into your life," she replied."Oh, that's true. Well, this was what I had in mind. I am going to pretend as if I am in love with her. You and I both know that she's not in love with me.We both know what she's trying to do. We also know who the real boyfriend is, right?"Layla nodded her head, "Yeah I know who it is.""What I am going to do is to pretend. I show her all the affection I can. Buy her gift, and do the rest. Even if it involves bringing her father back to the company.I plan on making her feel like she has control over me. All this is also to gain her trust, and also make her open to me."It didn't sit well with Layla. She shook her head, "That's not a good approach if you ask me.""It's not?" He asked, looking confused."It's not. Here's my reason," she walked towar

He made sure he dried every part of her body. When Oliver was done, he moved to the other side of the bed. "Do your legs still hurt?"She nodded her head, "It does. You know you could have gone easy on me. But you didn't, and now this. I am glad I ain't going to work today. I am sure before the end of today the pain would have gone.""Don't blame me. Stop acting as if you didn't enjoy it. Besides, how about I use my magic lips on your pussy. Who knows it might work," he rolled his eyes."What? Are you fucking serious? I am complaining about feeling pains down there, and you are hell-bent on deriving pleasure?" She was shocked."What? It was just a suggestion. If you want me to go ahead with it, fine. If you don't want me to go ahead with it. It's still fine, you don't have to raise your voice at me. You know, right?" Oliver asked, looking away."Really? It's not like I raised my voice at you. Stop trying to pass the blame on me," she replied.That didn't sit well with Oliver. He tilte