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Kataleya's POV:-
“The board members were really impressed with our latest project. And, they are ready to invest in the project. This project will be a massive success.” Mr. Walsh informed.
“That's great. What's my schedule for today?” I asked.
“From 8 am to 9 am, there's a meeting with the Architect team. From 9:10 am to 10:20, you have to discuss your expectations and vision with the Designer team. At 11, you will be meeting with Mr. Wilson of Wilson & Co. Then you will have lunch with Mr. Sawyer and his wife......” As he continued, I internally groan.
Listening to today's schedule gave me a headache already. I was already exhausted, yet another day full of work and meetings was all ready for me.
Not to forget, my mind was going crazy remembering the events from earlier.
Something came over me, and It was like I was possessed.
Seeing him leaving with his messy hair, he looked ready to be an eye-candy for the people. He was looking drool worthy with his washed hair not combed.
I felt jealousy creep inside me at the thought of female population checking him out and developing a crush on him.
And next thing I knew, I was so close to him. My hands, as if, possessed the life of their own and were combing his messy hair with my fingers.
His hair was as silky as they appeared to be, and smelling my shampoo's fragrance from them was making it hard for me to not lose control.
Why am I getting affected by his presence? It never happened before.
For God's sake, it has just been what? a week or more since I met him.
“Ms. Hernández?” I hummed, realizing I skipped listening to Kevin.
Fuck! He is making me lose my mind.
Why does he have those broad should? Those marble gray eyes with his charming smile.
‘Now — now! Let's not forget his Rico-tiddies!’ Diana reminded, and I agreed with her.
Wait - Did I just agree with her?
‘Pervert! On your face.’ I imagined her fist bumping, before scolding myself for losing my mind and concentration.
I realized Kevin was waiting for me, so I dismissed him with a nod.
I saw him leave and my mind drift back, again, to the morning.
The image of his naked butt was stamped at the back of my mind. The picture wasn't getting out.
‘You remember how it jiggled when-’ I slammed my head on the table with little force.
“Why are you doing this to me, Diana?” I whined.
I straightened my back before taking and releasing deep breaths before using my coping mechanism.
Kataleya, you are a bad bitch.
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Wild And Wicked
Romance"My happiness is like a flower that blooms, but at last, it always shrinks. It taught me, even though the happiness blossom, the misery never fades." Kataleya Hernández. Belonging to a well-known family of Spain, It's typical for people to assume h...
