Chapter 4
Cecilia pov's
I was at the restaurant where she asked me to meet up with her. I checked my wristwatch for the fifth time and she was fifteen minutes late. I sighed deeply and sip from the cup of coffee before staring at the door of the restaurant hoping I would see her walk that way.
I got fed up instantly and dropped a few notes on my table before getting up from my seat. As I turned my back to leave I saw her coming into the restaurant as she walked elegantly to my table.
She releases her hair from the ponytail and lets it fall on her shoulder making her have this gorgeous look.
“Hey, am so sorry I'm late it was just traffic,” she said settling down on her seat while I sip from my coffee without saying anything further.
So, have you had anything yet? She asked me but I just raised the cup of coffee to her face and she smiled and I did the same too.
“Okay, you are talking less, I guess you are angry” she said while I feigned a happy face smiling at her.
No, I understand I replied to her sincerely and she nodded her head.
So what made you changed your mind and called me? She asked me and I smiled knowing fully well she would surely ask me this question.
Well, you said if I needed a friend to just talk to that I can freely call you I said with a smirk on my face while her face dropped.
“And because I like you too” I added immediately and she beamed in a smile looking at me so dearly.
Really, you do ? You really do like me? Hope you aren't playing with my feelings? She kept ranting a lot of questions maki me chuckled as I stare at how excited she is, knowing that I like her.
“But there is something you need to know about me;” she started with her voice low.
I already know about it but I wanted to know if she can be sincere and open up to me, and not keep it to herself. I hope s would be better than all other men I have had an encounter with.
What do you have to say I asked her and she gulped hard while I just kept a straight face staring at her.
Well, the thing is that I like you and what to be in a romantic relationship with you because am a Lesbian but I just could; help but fall for you she said and placed her hands on mine rubbing it softly as she stares deeply at me while I did the same.
I love you, Cecilia” she said still looking at me without out removing her hands also and I was speechless.
I began to doubt whether I really wanted this but when my eyes landed on her bo*be it gives me this tickling sensation below my legs.
I would give you time to think but 1 want you to accept my feelings for you, she started and. Withdraw her hands from mi I want you to give me the opportunity to prove my love to you, open your heart for me, Allow me to be there for you alwa then I know you will surely feel the same she said looking so sincere.
“This is what you wanted, why don’t you just accept it. After all, you have nothing to lose if you give it a try” my subconscious said to me and I agree with it.
“There is nothing to lose, it going to be alright” I assured myself and breath out.
I accept your feelings, and I also want to this to work I said to her sincerely and she smiled.
Amelia pov's
“Why did you agree to what Cecil said, * 1 asked Joanna who was filing her nails on the dinning table.
What do you have me do? She asked me with an eye roll.
“You could have said no to her maybe then we could have found another way to convince her that she’s walking on the wrong path,” I said and brought the fruit salad to the dinning table.
“Oh please, she isn't on the wrong path Amelia, do you want her back to her old self again. You knew how much it took us to make her the lively after the breakup she had with Manson” she replied me eating from the salad.Material © of NôvelDrama.Org.
Okay, you're right but I was saying when she interupted me cutting me off halfway.
“You know she is bisexual and both work for her, just let her be maybe she can finally be happy” she added chewing the fruits in delight.
I know that look, you are afraid that something might happen. You don't need to be I understand how much effort you made for Cecil to be in a relationship with a guy it a girl but you know what in you is in you because you can't kill that pa of her life. She replied me.
Okay maybe you are right, am going to accept the fact that the girl makes her happy and I think it suits her I said and we both busted into laughter.
Fredrick pov's
it was late and 1 was still in the office working my a*s out.i need to be done with this paperwork so that I would be able t sign the agreement with the company.
I know all the staff has left by now, but I had to be here getting down with most of my paperwork. My stomach growled loudly and I knew immediately that it inevitable.
I need to have dinner as soon as possible, I don't think I would be able to keep on working with the sound am making. Do I back up the paperwork and closed my laptop before walking out of the company.
I got into my car and drove off, I got home and went straight to my room. I dropped my car keys on the table and strippec myself naked going into the bathroom.
When I was done, I walked to my room and went to my closet bringing out my pajamas.
I walked to the sitting room, to find my dinner served already. I guess my secretary got me a new cook I thought and start eating munching each spoon slowly.
I felt a presence beside me so I quickly turn around to know who it was, only for me to see my secretary standing naked i front of me.
“Camelia” I called in shock as my spoon landed on the floor....
“What are you doing here” I yelled at her feeling so disgusted. Instead of a reply she walked seductively to me, dipping o of her fingers into her p**y as she moaned out in please and used the other hands to touch her nipples.
When she got in front of me she tried to kiss my face when I picked up the plate of spaghetti on her body making her gasped in shock staring at me.
“Get out of here now” I yelled and she walks in different direction, I need my clothes, sir she said in fright but I ignored h and pushed her out of my door before throwing her clothes to her.
She is so disgusting, I thought and called a maid to clean up the place before going back to my room in anger.