Xena RemingtonI head towards Axel Lancaster’s house which is approximately 20 minutes away from my office. Thankfully, he had a driver drive me around to his house because I couldn’t afford to take my car out anymore so I take the bus and right now as I look at the kind of rich and posh area we are in, I doubt they run buses here.Mrs. Peters came to my office at 4 pm sharp to tell me that Axel had some very urgent work to take care of so he had to leave but he still wants my answer today itself. So he asked his driver to bring me to his house around 6 pm and that I would also be dropped off at my house after we are done with our meeting.My hands were clammy and I could feel a rush of nervousness in my veins as the car entered through the giant gates and I see the most beautiful house ever.The kind of house you put in your vision board as a child because you think you are going to end up being a millionaire by the time you are thirty.I thank the driver for the lift as he helps me
Xena RemingtonI don’t think I’ve spoken more than ten words since yesterday. I was too lost. I absolutely despise Axel Lancaster for doing this to me. I am a good person. Such ungodly thoughts are wrong, especially about your boss, a man who is a part of the fucking mafia.Ugh.I’ve never been a highly sexual person like Zara. I’ve never talked about men in an overtly sexual way, the way Zara talks about her crush, Asher.What is it about these Lancaster brothers?Do they do this to every woman they come across?Having innocent women like me wrapped around their pinky finger.Consuming every thought by barely even doing anything.Thoughts keep rushing through my mind as I knock on Axel’s door.“Come in.” I groan internally as I hear his deep sexy voice.Why is this happening to me?I haven't even entered his office and he is already affecting me.“So I wanted to ask you, what my responsibilities would be.” I say in a curt tone. Wanting to end this conversation as soon as possible. I
Chapter 11 Xena RemingtonI kept fidgeting with my fingers as I sat on the couch, waiting for Axel to come down. I couldn’t get the flashes of everything that happened yesterday out of my head. I don’t know what was going on but ‘it was intense’.I had come to Axel’s penthouse again to bandage him up and I feel like I’ll have to keep doing this every morning for a week at least. Thank god, I broke up with Jerold before this happened because I have no idea how I would have explained why Axel’s driver is picking me up first thing in the morning and taking me to his house and not the office. I continued looking around like a lost puppy as I waited downstairs for Axel and kept wondering if I am going to change his bandages in the living room?“Oh Ms. Remington, you are here. You can go upstairs. His room is the first one on the left, you can’t miss it.” Mrs. Costanza says as she appears out of nowhere, making me quickly stand up on my feet to greet her.“Upstairs? His bedroom?” I ask n
Xena Remington It’s been a month and I’ve been good. I knew the warning Axel had given me was real and that I needed to get over my little ‘infatuation’ so that I can work with him properly. I say everything curtly to him and I try to act as normal as I can. Sometimes I feel like it almost comes across as a little robotic. But thankfully he hasn’t touched me like that again. Somehow a part of me is disappointed, I hate that part of me. I keep getting dreams on occasions where Axel is doing ungodly things to me and I am letting him do it to me without any hesitation.I hate Axel because I think he has started teasing and mocking me every time I am around him. He likes getting on my nerves and he knows I won’t yell at him because I am scared of him.I might not be as scared as I used to be, but he is still a part of the mafia and has been known to be a cold-blooded killer. Though I have to admit, I have never even remotely seen that side of him. “So what are you doing?” I quickly shu
Xena Remington“So I am wrapping up for the day. Do you want me to do anything else for you?” I peeped into Axel’s office for a minute before I leave. I always do this even though he has told me that he will call me when he needs me. But after working for Axel for over a month now and I know how busy he is as a person and he usually ends up forgetting to assign work to me if it’s not urgent. So just to be on the safe side, I pop by every day to make sure he doesn’t need my help.“Xena, come in.” he says as he closes his laptop and looks at the outfit I am wearing. He always does this. And I hate how I have started to pay more attention to how I dress because I know Axel will look at me. Today, I was wearing my crisp white shirt and a black formal skirt. It was a simple outfit but my hips are huge so I always end up getting a lot of attention in this outfit.“So did you find out anything?” He says referring to the task he gave me. I had to find out who is embezzling money, but he thin
Xena Remington “Hey! I am here. In your closet.” I yell as I stare at the massive walk-in closet I was in. I am so jealous. Having a walking closet has always been my dream.But for now, I think I will have to settle for a normal closet full of my clothes.I don’t even remember how any of this started. Initially, I came to Axel’s house just to bandage him up but when I saw him struggle with basic things like putting on clothes and getting ready for the day, I helped him wear his shirt, his vest and then his blazer. Before I knew it, I started picking out clothes for him every day, long after his wound had healed. For some reason, we got into a sync- where his driver would pick me up first thing in the morning to take me to his place, I would tell him about what things are going around in the
Xena Remington“Zara, you are going to feel dizzy.” I look over at Zara who was sitting in my office, swivelling on the chair in front of me like a kid.“Ha-ha, jokes on you, I already feel dizzy. I could puke right now, I feel that dizzy.” She says proudly as she holds her head.“Then stop,” I say in a bored tone.“Please you are just jealous.”“Yeah, I wish I could also feel like throwing up my lunch.” I mock her as she finally stops swivelling.“Ouch, my head hurts.” She complains as she lets her head fall on my desk.“Yeah, I wonder why,” I say, absentmindedly. Still not over what Axel did to me yesterday. “Okay, I’ve been hiding something from you,” I say nervously, not knowing how she is going to react.“What did you do?” She asks as she lifts her head up.“Axel is…. I don’t even know what to say. I don’t know how to explain.” I say shyly.I was not used to talking about such things. I became friends with Zara around the same time I started dating Jerold. I used to tell her abo
Xena Remington“Okay so, these are the list of complaints that were lodged against Norman Smith by three different female employees.” I immediately change the subject as I hand him the file named Norman Smith.“Sure. Now how about we talk about the question I asked you before you deflected with a different answer?” He asks, without skipping a beat as I finally look him in his eyes, unable to get over how huge his stature was compared to me. He wasn’t wearing his blazer so his muscular biceps were easily visible through his shirt. He had folded up his sleeves which caused a further distraction for me as I couldn’t get over his well-developed forearms.Am I the only woman who has a thing for forearms?“That- that’s just stupid.” I groan, hoping he would drop the topic but it didn’t seem like he was going to.I tripped a little near my desk as he walked towards me, making my heart race in anticipation, “Mr Lancaster… I….-“ I gasp as I feel his hands on my waist lifting me up easily as i