Ivan smirked. "You asked for it. I just gave it to you since you wanted it."
What he just said hit Sharmaine. She couldn't say yes or no; she couldn't even believe it, though she doubted herself. He seemed to be in his right mind when that happened, so he might be telling the truth.
"You're crazy."
Ivan smirked. "Oh, would you like an evidence?"
No words came out from Sharmaine's mouth, just deep breaths. Ivan lifted his head and planted a deep kiss. The deeper the kisses felt, the weaker her legs became. After a few moments, he pulled his lips away and whispered something into her ears.
"I'll see you next time, 'Shawn'," he said before leaving the garden. Sharmaine stood there, immobilized and mentally disturbed; the thoughts just made her slowly knelt on the ground, not grasping the situation fully. Her surroundings spun, her head stung—basically, her whole body felt heavier all of a sudden.
"Why is my body being like this?" she muttered before pacing heavily across the building.
She returned to the quiet and empty office again, but this time, there was no Denzel and Ivan that could make things even worse. All she wanted was to work quietly, and not have an unwanted life; the project they recently have secured with Private Dawn Corporation was a big success. That made Sharmaine push through, finishing all the necessary things needed even though her body isn't feeling too well.
When her work was done, she placed the stacks of papers on his desk. She only had little time to nap before her lunch break begins, but she took the opportunity to do so. It was not very comfortable napping on her desk as the air conditioner hit her back and made her feel colder than what she would normally feel.
At the same time, her tummy grumbled as she craved fruits. She sighed and leaned on the desk, thinking about what to do with her life. Thoughts came in and out of her mind until she saw Denzel walk in without batting an eye.
He seemed very irritated and impatient all of a sudden, which made her think that maybe he and Ivan fought again. She did not know the reason, but maybe it's because of their own insecurities. She observed him for a while; his load was a lot as he seemed to have been slacking off in the past few days because something troubled his mind.
She took up all the courage to stand up and leave the office room to satisfy her cravings—even getting Denzel his lunch. After ordering, she took her time and ate the fruit cake she bought from the cafeteria. It was soft and fluffy, though she had questioned herself if it was enough.
She sighed. "Maybe I should order more?"