To Live For Once (Set Me Free II) - Episode 19

 

Amaya:

"Shhh." Rory clamp a hand over my mouth while I freak out on the table. The persistent knocking on the door gets louder.
"Sir? Are you still in there?" I recognise the voice of Watson on the other side of the door. I start to shake my head at the look of mischief in Rory's eyes. His lips are curled up in smile that still takes my breath away not minding the situation we are in right now.
"We're quite busy, what do you want?!" Rory yells out while holding me in place as I try to wriggle free of his hold.
"Stay still." He grinds out . I can tell his holding back laughter. I'm mortified right now.
"Your ten o'clock meeting is a little past due Sir." Watson replies. The door handle jiggles again and I stop breathing.
"Relax, he can't open it from out there." Rory whispers to me. I pout but do as told.
"Tell her to wait five minutes and I'll be ready for her." He instructs Watson who mumbles an ok sir before the room goes quiet. I release a long breath.
"You should see your face Amaya. You look white as a sheet." Rory chuckles. I push away from him and try to bring my clothes to order. Thankfully, nothing is torn

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. I can't believe I just did that. Here. I try not to look at the desk I just soiled with my antiques. Oh God, I'm a sinner. I groan.
"I'm your husband so practically, you aren't a sinner." I startle at Rory's voice so close. How did he get this close without making a sound?
"Can you read my mind?" I ask without making eye contact and he chuckles.
"Maybe." He takes my chin and lift my face up to look at him. The smile on his face gives me stop as I just savor it. Knowing my husband, his coldness might just be on the way.
"You look okay." He stops my nervous hands on my skirt. I sigh.
"How am I going to go out there now?" I mumble. My face goes red at the thought that Watson heard what was going on in here.
"The walls are soundproof, doll. Chill." He brush his fingers through his curly hair but they still stand up in defiance. He looks cute with his hair all over the place like that and knowing I did that makes the diva in me do cartwheels inside my head.
"You can't be seen like that. It's a telltale sign of you know--" I grab my bag I absently left on the ground earlier and fish out a comb.
"This should do. Come here." I take his hand and lead him to his chair. He follows obediently.
"Let me do this for you. It's my fault anyways." I say when he goes to take the comb from me.
"Okay. I won't complain about that." He relaxes in his chair and let me do my thing. I savor the feel of his soft curls. It's so unlike Nigerian hair.
"As much as I'm enjoying this. We really need to open the door now before Watson break it down." Rory says after a few minutes and I nod.
"Of course." I dump the comb back in my bag and take few steps back.
"Ready?" I nod. He nods as well before pressing a button. Watson comes badging in.
"Oh thank goodness I was just-- Amaya?" Watson stops short and eyes me then Rory.
"I thought you already left." He says and I try not to blush under his scrutiny. Of course it's impossible. I look so guilty.
"Will you stop with the questions and get this meeting on the way?" Rory snap.
"Yes Sir. Was just surprised the secretary was in here with the doors locked." Watson finally looks away from me. I smile my thanks to Rory for the save. He has an odd expression on his face.
"Amaya, you are excused." He says and I take that as my cue to leave.
"Thank Ro-- I mean Sir." I mumble. I'm almost at the door when it pulls open and a familiar woman lets herself in.
"Mellisa?!" She looks shocked to see me as well but hugs me like we are best of friends. I awkwardly hug her back.
"Thanks for the help yesterday." I say when I pull away.
"It's nothing." She says and smiles at me. She's so nice, I can't help but smile back. Rory's clears his throat and the woman turn her attention to him.
"Oh, yeah. I'm Mellisa. I'm here about the resort you intend building." I take the hint of business talk and continue on my way out. There's a bounce to my steps though. The day is sure looking promising.

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Rory:

"Take a seat madam. Hope I didn't keep you waiting long." I say all business-like to the woman who just walked in. My head is still reeling from the fact that Amaya is the new secretary. Under her father's orders I presume.
"You did but it's fine. I have no other meeting lined up for the day." She seems to be always smiling. I find it a bit creepy.
"You're excused Watson." I dismiss and he leaves without a word.
"So about the deal I'll--"
"The lady who just left works here right?" She interrupts my dive into immediate business but seeing the interest in her eyes about Amaya, I take her bait and nod.
"She's my secretary. You know her or something?" I leave the part about her being my wife for unknown reasons.
"Oh, you can say that. I kind of saved her at the mall yesterday and well she promised me coffee." My ears pique in interest. Is this about the reason why Amaya was crying at the mall?
"By saved you mean?" I try not to seem too curious.
"Nothing much. Just helped her out of a little problem with the security of my boutique. You see, she was accused of stealing a wrist watch. Poor thing, she was quite embarrased and crying. I had to butt in and let her off without questioning the theft of the watch found in her bag. I even helped her with my phone to send off a text. Was it to her father? Yeah I think--" The whole rambling makes little to no sense until the mention of a text and Amaya's father. My brows shoot up.
"Did you just say a text to her father?" I ask.
"Umm yeah. But whatever. Let's get back to business. I can't seem to stop talking when I start. Don't mind me." She says but I shake my head.
"No, actually I'll love to see that text." I say. The woman pause for a while.
"Isn't that invasion of privacy? I don't want to get her in trouble. I do like Amaya."
"No. You'll actually be doing her a huge favour by showing me. It's about her promotion." I lie without blinking. The lady eye me before scrolling through then handing me her phone.

  JUST GOT NEWS THAT THE LAND OWNER JUST CALLED TO SCHEDULE A MEETING FOR TODAY WITH MY HUSBAND. HE HAS NO CLUE YET SO YOU SHOULD HAVE A HEAD START ON HIM DAD.

My face curl up in pure disgust as I read the text over and over again. I can't believe I let her manipulate me after this.
"You okay?" The woman's voice cut through my temper and I force on a smile.
"I guess Amaya is due for that promotion." I grind out without emotions then hand her phone back to her.
"You don't look okay though." The woman points out and I shake my head.
"I'm fine. Let's get to business.

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. You said you have just the right property for the resort I have in mind right? Can I get pictures?" I change the topic and the ever smiling lady follows my lead and dives right into business talk with me. My mind is so not here as I plot different ways to get back at my snake of a wife. The only thing I can think of is to just ignore her till she finally bears a son and release me from this prison. No more office escapades or shit! She's a liar and a snake.
"Can you hear me?" My eyes snap back to the lady opposite me.
"Huh?"
"I said if you'll like to go see the property. It's out of town and will probably take all day to get there. We'll probably not be able to get back today but--"
"Let's go." I cut through her rambling. I'd take traveling to going home right now. If that big house could be called a home. I just can't face Amaya right now. Let her gloat over her victory for today. Never again will she win over my sanity.