Chapter 4: The Confession

After two days, Isabel tries to avoid Gideon as much as possible because of the temptation he shows her; seeing Gideon is only a reminder for her about the thing she was unable to do. Instead of blaming herself, she took control by being active at work in order to achieve her only goal: getting her brother medicine and an education.

Since Gideon's arrival at the Resorts, customers have been attracted to come and check in, which is why the number of clients has been increasing in comparison to the previous few days. Because of a lot of customers, Isabel startled and accidentally bumped into Freya, spilling sauce on her dress.

"What the heck!" Freya exclaimed as she examined the sauce stain on her dress.

"I-I'm sorry, Ma'am, I'll just clean it up." Isabel immediately wiped the sauce with a clean rag, but it spread even more.

"You've just ruined it even more!" Freya was irritated.

That scene grabbed attention, so some customers were looking at the two of them.

Even Gideon, who was busy talking to some chefs, also noticed them.

"Freya, what happened here? Everyone is looking at both of you.” Gideon asked with a stern voice, warning them to lower their voice.

Isabel dropped her head this time to avoid looking Gideon in the eyes.

"This idiot waitress of yours, Gideon. She splattered sauce all over my dress." Freya replied annoyed, but this time her voice was calm.

"I'm sorry Ma'am, and Sir. I'm just confused because of the series order I need to tell the chef. I'll just clean up the mess and wash your clothes Ma'am." Isabel apologized while still bowing slightly.

"Never mind. Remember this–” she looked at the name tag. "Isabel, I will remember your face and name. We're not done yet.” Freya was about to leave when Gideon stopped her.

"Say sorry to her." Gideon ordered her.

"What? Why should I? She is-"

"Say you're sorry, or I'll take you back to the City with Uncle Sam?"

Isabel gazed at Gideon, surprised by his reaction; she should be the one to apologize to his secretary.

"You can't treat an employee like that, especially after she apologized for her actions," Gideon continued.

Freya rolled her eyes and then looked at Isabel. "Sorry." she said forcefully. Then she walked away.

Isabel bowed gently to Gideon before leaving, but Gideon stopped her as well.

"See you in my office after you clean up the mess here," he said flatly before leaving.

Isabel came to a halt; every time she avoided him, the situation seemed to worsen, allowing her to come closer to her boss. She closed her eyes and took a long breath, knowing she had no choice but to do as he said.

After Isabel cleaned up the mess, she quickly went to Gideon's office. She took a deep breath before opening the door. When she opened it, she lost her balance and quickly hugged the man in front of him.

A slow motion turned their world upside down as they stared into each other's eyes.

Gideon cleared his throat.

"Um, I'm sorry Sir." Isabel hastily avoided it.

"Sit down." Gideon said coldly.

Gideon hurriedly locked the door to his office while Isabel sat on the sofa. He moved closer to Isabel, bringing her face closer to her.

"Tell me who you are, where you were last night, what you do, and what kind of woman you are," Gideon demanded, his face near Isabel's face.

Isabel's eyes widened, the opportunity she had been avoiding was now happening.

“U-Um..”

"I know that smell..the smell of the girl I was with that night and your perfume now is the same." he stared at Isabel’s eyes. "Now, tell me..are you that girl?"

Isabel's mouth slightly opened but not a single word came out of her mouth.

Gideon noticed that Isabel could hardly speak so his suspicion grew stronger that she was indeed the woman playing tricks on his mind since that night.

"Y-Yes, W-What are you gonna do now?" Isabel answered, stuttering.

Gideon stopped and couldn't stop himself from claiming Isabel's lips again.

His kisses were fierce, and Isabel struggled to break free from Gideon's grip on her neck, straining to intensify their kiss.

"S-Sir.." Isabel said each time their lips parted. But Gideon didn't want to quit because he was clearly still obsessed with her.

"Please...don't call me Sir even now, I've been missing your kisses," Gideon said softly as he reclaimed Isabel's lips.

Isabel couldn't stop herself from drowning in Gideon's kisses. At this point, she forgot she was a waitress and imagined herself as a princess being kissed by a handsome and wealthy prince.

**Knock in the door**

But the intimacy between them was abruptly interrupted by a knock at the door.

"Shit.." Gideon muttered.

Isabel closed her eyes due to her sudden awakening to reality; if they hadn't been interrupted by the knocking, their kiss could have reached a more lustful moment.

"Gideon, you forgot to sign this—" Freya stopped speaking when she saw Isabel inside Gideon's office.

"Have you cleaned what I told you earlier?" Freya asked Isabel gruffly.

"Y-Yes, ma'am." Isabel answered briefly and then was about to leave.

"Isabel-don’t leave yet, you still have work here." Gideon stopped.

Freya frowned, this was the first time Gideon had called a waitress to his office.

Freya was speechless as Gideon took the papers from her hand. "Is this what I forgot to sign?" he asked and sat down on his table.

In order to get Freya out immediately, Gideon quickly signed those papers and then handed them back to her.

"Anyway, tonight you had an invitation from Ms. Catherine Taylor for her business proposal.” Freya reminds him.

Gideon nodded. "Okay noted. Please put eight o'clock in my schedule tonight with Ms. Taylor.”

"Copy," Freya said, turning her gaze to Isabel. She rolled her eyes as she walked out of Gideon's office.

After Freya left, Isabel told Gideon that she had to go back to work. But Gideon instantly grabbed her hand, drew her closer to him, and claimed her lips once more, passionately and slowly.

Isabel doesn't know what her reaction will be especially now and the intimacy they feel with each other is getting deeper and deeper.

"If you don't need anything else, I'm leaving, Sir." Isabel said politely and bowed slightly.

Gideon gently caressed her chin and lifted it slightly so that their eyes met.

"I like you to keep your head up while talking to me, or your crown will fall, and I want to see your perfect lips," Gideon said calmly, caressing her lips.

Isabel didn’t say anything, she nodded and looked at Gideon’s eyes. “Don’t ever do it again. I-I don’t want somebody to think bad about me…Sir.” she said, trying to be professional at her boss.

Gideon looked seriously at her, “Then I dare you to ignore me...if you can.”

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