RANDALL'S POV
My day had started out messy but seeing Skye come into my office seemed to brighten my vision suddenly.
I couldn't resist her, I was glad she couldn't either. I expected her to push me away the moment I spread her legs.
As she rode her orgasm through, my dick demanded attention as I rubbed against her while we kissed. I thought of many ways I'd ravage her body on my desk before the door was flung open rudely interrupting us. I blocked Freya's view of Skye as I cursed internally and my dick wasn't hard anymore.
We had our lunch in my office making small talks in between. I tried my best not to stare at her, her graceful movements, the way she tucked strands of hair behind her ear, her blue eyes; everything was mesmerizing.
I assured her that when the time came I'd help her out, whatever it was. Eventually she had to leave and I have to admit she made my day a bit better. Freya's scowl was almost hilarious as I walked Skye to the elevator. I gave her a smile as the doors closed which earned me a smile back from her before the doors shut completely.
Throughout the day Freya frowned and somehow seemed to be very productive. Files from her desk were now sorted out and brought back to mine, she usually took her time but now she was speedily bringing in files and dumping them on my desk. I ignored her all the way but groaned internally. Fooling around with the secretary never goes well, they always begin to feel some sense of entitlement or something. I kept my eyes on my work when she entered my office again, I anticipated the sound and light thud of files being dropped but instead she spoke
"I'll be heading home now sir" she said dryly
I glanced at my watch, it was six thirty. "Okay then. Goodnight"
I heard her feet shuffle, why was she still here?
"Something on your mind Freya?" I asked as I signed a document and closed it
"No" and with that she was off.
An hour passed and Sean walked in "Hey Randy"
"How'd it go?" I asked
"Her info checks out, that sneaky accountant has been stealing from us. Almost had to beat a confession out of an employee of the bank though but everything is under control."
After Skye left earlier, I sent copies of what she brought to Sean and requested he go the bank and handle things.
"This employee, they've been working together for long?"
"Claims he was paid a couple of times to look the other way, he didn't really know what Jack was doing. But the copies of account statements I got from him match a bunch that Skye sent. The lower figures Randy."
"Thank you Sean" I nodded "Drink?"
"Sure. I'll help myself" he replied then poured himself a glass. "So, while I was out a little birdie told me that a certain female who came, spent an awful lot of time in the building" he smiled
"Freya works here remember?" I rolled my eyes
"Don't act dumb. I know simple exchanges don't take over an hour"
"Fine. We had lunch in my office, I offered. Strictly business." I said loosing my tie
"Okay. If you say so." He finished his drink and got up "Hey man, I'm really sorry I let this douchebag get this far" he said sounding a bit low
"It's not your fault Sean. It's fine"
I tried not to make contact with Skye for a week, it was a bit draining. I had no idea why she made me feel this way, I needed her out of my life. I had a conference to attend in a few weeks, expansion in some sectors were necessary and partnerships were needed, different business men attended regularly. Everyone would be there right down to the dirtiest cop undercover looking for a score.
I made contact with my connect who insisted on moving the date up for the shipping. I told Sean we'd be able to handle it but now I wasn't so sure. Now it was so close, only a week and not enough preparations. But I needed this, it was our ticket out of a lot of bullshit. I was on my way home when I got a call, I was a bit relieved to see that it was Skye.
"Mrs Pierce" I said trying to sound professional
"You have to help me. He knows what I did"
she rambled nervously
"Slow down." I said "what happened?"
"I can't explain right now. But now's the time to help me"
SKYE'S POV
Jack was still acting weird throughout the week, his act wasn't convincing. I decided it was time I gave him the divorce papers. He was in his study when I approached him, he hastily covered whatever he was working on.
"What's that?" He asked gesturing to the papers in my hand "Bank issues?"
I stiffened then swallowed before dropping it on his desk "I want a divorce" I said
"You can't be serious" he laughed suddenly "do you really think you're in the position to do that?"
"I'm free to do what I want" I snapped
"Suddenly feisty are we?" He chuckled moving towards me "Last time I checked Skye, you should be in handcuffs for trying to commit murder"
He was right in front of me now while I exhaled loudly.
"You thought I wouldn't remember? Did you and Camille plan that stupid stunt" He grabs me by the arm , his other hand grabbing my face
"Camille? What? No." I was surprised that Jack would think that way. So Camille had actually attacked him too. "If it was so stupid you shouldn't have gotten hit" I said cockily suddenly feeling confident
"let go of me before I call the cops, you have no proof. Leave, take the divorce papers with you. Anything you have to say to me will be through my lawyer" I glared at him pushing him away
"This is my house" he said
"Not for long" I replied "Get out"
When he stormed out of the house with a few things, I dropped on a chair in despair. I called Randall immediately
"Mrs Pierce" he said
"You have to help me. He knows what I did"
I rambled nervously
"Slow down." He replied "what happened?"
"I can't explain right now. But now's the time to help me"
"Come to my office tomorrow, or should my driver come pick you up right now?" asked Randall
"No. It's fine. I kicked him out" I sighed "I'll come tomorrow"
"Did he hurt you?" he seemed to ask hesitantly
"I'm fine. See you tomorrow" I hung up
JACK'S POV
Morning came quick luckily for me. I hated this filthy motel I stayed overnight. I made plans for a better place as I got dressed for work. I couldn't believe I let Skye kick me out of our house, she'd gotten more confident these days. I thought about Camille, she was pregnant how stupid was that? And she was wasting time as her husband was in town. Were Skye and Camille working together? It just didn't make sense.
I put my suitcase in the car and was about to enter when a black SUV pulled up behind me blocking my exit. I honked my horn and waited, the car remained. I exited the car approaching the vehicle
"Hey! Do you mind? I'm tryna move here" I said in annoyance
The back window rolled down revealing a man in his fifties smoking a Cuba "Mr Pierce" he said puffing smoke in my direction "why don't you join me. We have things to discuss"
I was about to give a sarcastic reply when I noticed a man behind me, he opened his jacket showing me a gun holstered. I swallowed hard before getting in the SUV and it started moving.
"Don't worry, I'll have you at your office in no time" the strange man said
"What do you want from me?" I asked
"The name is Sloane" he replied nonchalantly "I apologize for my approach but I didn't think you'd come willingly"
Minutes later we were parked in front of a building I recognized. My boss and I had taken a drive here once or twice but I never went into the building. I was about to ask what we were doing here when I saw Skye go in. I was surprised, wondering what she was doing here. "What is this?" I asked as Sloane handed me a brown envelope
"Open it"
The contents were photographs of Skye and my boss's friend Randall. They seemed cozy, she looked really nice in a lavender dress that seemed to grace her body. Each photograph implied they were intimate, holding hands, another showed him cupping Skye's face. I clenched my fists in anger, she was sleeping with the man I'd been stealing from. Maybe she knew what was going on. No wonder she had to guts to hand me divorce papers.
Sloane studied my reactions, I knew things like this had a catch, he wouldn't bring me here for nothing
"What do you want?"