Chapter 13: CEO Spoiling me with expensive gifts

Anastasia's POV
"Aww, look at the size of that rose flower...so romantic!"
"Who would have ever thought, she will find another sweet man so soon"
"Jeez, I am jealous right now!"
"I want everything, everything..."
I came to work as usual with renewed energy ready to cuddle kids and dance away our tardiness and sorrows when I heard whispers from across the hall. Normally, it's quiet around this side of the building because of course. My office is here and the only friend I talk with is Jennifer who is not in today again due to the other addition I told you about. So, what's with the hushed not so low whispers...
I gulp down the remaining content of my caramel coffee and breathed out ready to face whatever with my dancing energy that no one is allowed to dull today.
"Good Morning ladies and gentleman Johnny," I said greeting them and they all answered open-minded by their attention clearly on whatever is in my office. It's not Dior, Dior is out in the playground. I wonder what? Just for me to squeeze through and...!
"Who's is all these things...?!" I asked perplexed by the expensive gifts sitting pretty all over my tiny table and even the floor. There were different shapes and sizes of the designer shopping bag, Versace and the next one that I opened containing the only thing I have always wanted from Santa.
"Are these Prada limited edition ballet dancing shoes...Oh my gosh?!" I whisper shout disbelieving.
"No, this must all be a mistake" I check around to check some form of name tag or message attached to found out whom it belongs to, they can't be mine. I checked around, finding a sealed envelope with my name handwritten with the most beautiful, neat and straight handwriting I have come across. I opened it and read the single card inside
'Miss Anastasia Peters, do reconsider our offer.
Ava and Aaron ' with a small cute zigzag drawn butterfly.
"Damn, this is so cute" I found myself smiling and blushing hard at the cute gesture. Thank goodness the bell rang making the teachers scatter back to their various classes. At least, can breathe now and come back to my senses.
"This Mr President or whatever he is called, really want to bribe his way on this one huh!" I shouted getting frustrated. He just doesn't seem to be the type to give up eh?
I gently stacked up the gift bags in one corner of the office but carefully picking up the one containing the ballet shoes. "You are worth losing my pride" I kissed my new baby before tucking it away in my drawer and placing the rose flower in the lone ceramic vase by the window.
I felt so relieved that Aaron Blacks didn't try to contact me all day and I didn't return the gesture to just to close from work to find him waiting for me by the parking lot. "Stalker enough, doesn't he have rich people thing to deal with?" I took my bicycle and cycled away ignoring his shiny jet black car, pretending that I didn't see it.
This man had to be so crazy to follow me up and now I wished I took the train, but then I cycle home whenever it's only me. It feels so relaxing especially at night when the cold breeze hits differently and I get to pedal wildly without many staring eyes.
My plans to cycle away became jokes on me when I circled a bend and came face to face with an arrogant, overconfident unbothered looking alpha man, casually leaning on his car. Arms cross waiting for me. "Okay, you won" I whispered before confronting him to stop following me.
Now, Mr hot guy stepping in to fight the bad men off me was shocking, surprising and I couldn't be more grateful. Knowing fully well that in no way can I handle these men alone, at least the young lady got away from them.
He even got bruised because of me and that night was the first we were ever civil to each other while I cleaned the bruises on his left. The tension was exhilarating and his cologne up close was simply intoxicating my brains out.
When he looked down at me while I was trying my best to focus on the don't and not how his lips twitch when he stares down on me or how we bumped into each had and had the eye could staring thing for a moment.
I knew that I would be in big trouble with my fantasy senses and had to run away the moment I was done cleaning off the bruise on his arms. Everything about this man is so neat and radiates royalty making me wonder what kind of man is Aaron Blacks.
But one thing is sure, it's harder to figure out whether he looks hotter with the glasses on or off.
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You can imagine the surprise written all over my face when I walked into the game exhibition room set up for father's day. Yes, your guess is as good as mine.