Attracted

Martina

The week ahead is going to be very busy for me. Since the last meeting in Edea, I have focused on the Mballa-N'sang properties. The inventory of the company is ready. I also worked with a former employee of Steve and Paula and we mapped out the staff and their positions. Obviously, Steve and Paula are not part of the new staff. I will treat them in such a way that they will beg me on their knees so they can have the crumbs in my businesses. They will regret all the harm they have done to me in the past. From next Wednesday, we will go to Edéa to set everything up. I am impatient to see Paula and Steve's heads when I will announce to them that they have no position in their formal company. I therefore have an interest in quickly recovering from the weekend, in order to be strong that day. I woke up on Sunday morning with a terrible hangover. I also had severe headaches. Luckily, Larry had driven me home from our Saturday night outing, because I wouldn't have been able to drive on my own. I don't remember anything anymore. I drank too much alcohol, when I'm not used to taking it. I must admit that the situation with Paula and Steve affects me more than I had imagined it could. Seeing them that day made me remember all the atrocities through which their act made me go.

Speaking of remembering, I don't understand why I woke up in my pajamas on Sunday morning, when I didn't take off my clothes that I had gone out in the evening in. It must have been Larry who changed my clothes. I'm going to kill him, I say in my heart, clenching my fists. While I'm thinking about it, he walks into my office without knocking as usual.

"Mr. Kurt, knocking before you come in, do you even know that?! This is not your room after all!" I attacked him as soon as I saw his face.

"Hello Martina, I'm fine and you?" He said ignoring my remark.

He pulls me out of my gongs and I get up pissed off

"I would like to know how I ended up in my pajamas yesterday when I woke up in the morning?" I ask him the question almost shouting

"There are several people in your house, someone could have..."

"My house employees are all asleep at the time you brought me back and besides, none of them would dare to touch me. My children as for them, do not recognize having dressed me. Besides, they are so small to do it." I retorted, cutting him short.

"There is therefore only one person responsible for this horrible crime, I plead guilty." He quips, raising his right hand.

"How dare you Larry! You saw me naked!" I said shouting and walking towards him.

I try to slap him, but he stops my hand. I want to do it with the other, he stops it again with the second hand and he holds me with his hands, without my being able to move them. He looks me straight in the eye and tells me with passion

"You're driving me crazy, tough guy... Never before has a woman made me lose my mind so much."

His contact with my body creates a warmth in me and I want to free myself but he draws me to him. Our lips attract like two magnets from different poles and we end up kissing languidly. I wanted to struggle at first, but I faltered under the softness of his lips and let myself go in their exquisite taste. The kiss became more intense and we could feel the adrenaline between us. My body is on fire, it affects me so much. His hands running through my body produce an electric shock effect on me. I want more, my body is crying out for it. It also shows in the intense gaze with which Larry devours me. He carries me and places me on the table, then his hands are already starting to rummage under my blouse. However, before he touches my bare skin, I stop him in his tracks and free myself from him. I slap him then I leave all panting behind my desk.

"Get out of here!" I ordered him by joining the word to the gesture.

"Martina..." he stammers.

"Go away! I almost shout at him. He hesitates for a moment then whispers with a sorry look

"I am sorry..."

He leaves my office then I collapse in my seat, heaving a deep sigh. I can't allow myself to be left to feelings. It will only slow down my plan for revenge. I need to get away from Larry as soon as possible. As soon as we are done with the final steps and paperwork regarding the Mballa-N'sang properties, I will ask him to work by correspondence. Love is a feeling that makes you weak and a femme fatale like me can't afford weakness. I focus on my work with this conviction.

larry

Once in my car, I take a break to catch my breath, before driving off. I think I've gone crazy for this woman. At the age of 35, I have never been so attracted to a woman. I don't know if it's simple attraction, but I have this woman in my head. When I saw her for the first time in Yaoundé at the party organized by Lorenzo, I was immediately captivated by her beauty. I wanted her in my bed but she snubbed me like a mess. Now she has become a mature woman who commands awe with her charisma. But that's what attracts me even more to her. She fascinates me to a high degree, I who have always been a free pigeon without attachment, i feel wanting to have her close to me all the time. It wasn't always like this. Indeed, I dreamed of building a family like mine since I was little. I come from a tight-knit and happy family. My parents and my sister stayed in the United States. As for me, I preferred to go on an adventure to discover Africa. Since I moved to Cameroon, I have loved this country. My fiancée Kourtney, a girl I loved very much in my youth, refused to share my passion to come with me to the other side of the globe. However, what separated us was her betrayal within weeks of our wedding. I never recovered from that. I was very disappointed and since then I have had one-night relationship. Especially since here, girls are just interested in money. I earn my living very well by representing as a lawyer, the subsidiaries of large international firms. I am also a shareholder in my father's company, which is a large book publishing house in the United States and Europe. My heritage has no influence on Martina, since she is also the head of an empire. But there is something that intrigues me with her, she is hiding something. It must have something to do with her past, but she refuses to tell me. I can feel pain in her eyes. I intend to find out what is bothering her and if possible, help her.