The devil's wife

lunch about two blocks away from the company. Yes, I liked luxury but when it came to eating I was only intere

goodbye to some of my colleagues who were finishing their work and heading

e imagined three years ago. Why should I complain? Everything was perfect and organ

e" I asked when I arr

gnored the fact that they could do so even while eating, maybe they didn't like to be se

tress says and I took in my hand

me, but this week it wouldn't be like that because he was going on a trip to Wales. So I ha

didn't have time for it wi

n?” I hear a m

n

to do it with him. His closeness put me on edge most of the time because I didn't know how he would react to such

s an incident with m

ded so he could sit down. A meal with the boss

my reservation was not made for today. Apparently, I ha

n't usually make mistakes and so I'm surprised she missed this. I'm

and denied: "I don't lik

lways this organized, but with all these years working to have the life I was supposed to have I h

ice time with you, I am rewarding you with my excellent company” He says arrogantly, and I nodded trying

new my t

u" I said tryin

in conversation, what woul

I was craving to eat that day, but with Calvin present, I felt nervous. It was one

y, but I didn't like it because I felt he would unleash his venomous tongue at any moment a

on family, a big family and you would think they would get along badly with so much money involved, that they

They were obnoxious, although one was a little more mature and didn

waiter had brought him on the table, but I didn't

u, especially on a dish that my stomach was craving. I knew that

I was going to be able to eat there with the red-haired man present, but his gaze kept fixing on

put before sending anything. I had messages from my dad asking if I would make some dinner or eat out now

rder, was to go through my cellphone photo-gallery,

is place before Calvin en