CHAPTER 22
Morris Scott paced around his office, fuming angrily as he remembered his encounter with Rachel Reeves a week ago. He glanced up as Judith unbolted the door and walked in with a tray of pineapple juice, blended just the way he liked.
“What is it this time?” Judith placed the tray on the brown wooden table in front of him. She could see he was angry and he had an impatient expression on his face. “Are you still angry about how George’s wife talked to you?”
“She is so annoying, I can’t stand her staying here any longer” Morris barked, his jaw clenching hard. The biggest mistake he made was being so desperate and allowing George to take advantage of him and pick Rachel as his wife. He should have never agreed. Having her around made him remember her father in prison and it made his skin crawl. He should have found another way to fix the company’s declining sales back then.
“But you were the one who agreed to it in the first place…” Judith remarked flatly, glaring at him. She was still trying to find a way to get rid of George’s mom, Patricia, and now, she had to deal with an extra obstacle, Rachel Reeves, all because Morris accepted George’s offer. She would not tolerate anyone standing in the way of getting the life and wealth she had always dreamed of. “… Too bad, she still has about eight months. We’ll have to endure until then”
“It’s not as direct as it seems” Morris looked at the jug of pineapple juice on the table with distaste. He suddenly had no appetite for anything.
“Meaning?” Judith glared at him harder. What other annoying surprise did he have for her?
“The marriage contract stated that Rachel could stay married to George beyond one year if she wanted…”
“WHAT??!!” Judith yelled in shock, whimpered softly as it dawned on her that Rachel could actually stay here for the rest of her life, if she wanted to. This would ruin her plan completely. “How could you agree to something like that?”
“I was desperate to do anything. Have you not been desperate before?” He yelled back at her, his chest heaving at the force of his rage. “The only way I could think of fixing the mess that time was forcing him to get married and he took advantage of my desperation. How is that my fault then?” He quaked angrily
“You could have done better!! You always say I’m the impatient one but you’re not better than me”
“It’s all your fault, Judith.” Morris thundered, his angry voice blasting through his large office. “We’ve had this conversation before, do you remember? If you didn’t act impulsively and post his viral pictures online, none of this would have happened!!”
Judith glared at him, remaining silent.
“And you did it over and over. Until the third picture went viral and almost destroyed everything I’ve worked for!” Morris stated firmly “Don’t you dare open your mouth and tell me that I am not better than you. I would never take such an impulsive action. Everything happening now is all your fault, so deal with it!”
“You could have stopped at the one year contract, why did you have to give her the power to stay here for a longer time?” Judith whispered quietly, too irritated with everything to shout.
“George demanded for it. It seems he wants her as his wife long-term. I’m not sure if she would want to stay beyond one year”
“She better not!” Judith retorted firmly, she would never allow a random Twenty-three year old lady take over the position as chairwoman of this company. A position she had fantasized and dreamed about for years, waiting patiently for the right moment to lay her hands on. “I will never allow that to happen, Morris. Never!!”
“Seeing her reminds me of her father…. and I hate it.”
Judith turned her head sharply to look at him, seething in anger. “Don’t bring him up. You did what had to be done back then. You need to focus on what lies ahead, that was our plan from the very beginning”
“Hmm…we’ll have to see what choice Rachel makes after the remaining eight months”
“I don’t even want her to stay here till that time…”
“Don’t try anything stupid, Judith. I won’t take it lightly if you take any other impulsive action that stresses me out.” Morris warned, his eyes daring her to go against his words.
“What?” She drawled “You want me to stay right here waiting for you to do the right thing? How long am I supposed to wait this time, huh? Tell me Morris, how long?”
“Things are not as direct as you think…” Morris yelled “Can’t you try to be reasonable when it comes to this topic? Patricia is not a stupid woman, you know…”
“You had so many, I repeat so many opportunities to use her feelings for you to get the final victory you desired. But what did you do?” Judith sneered, disgust lacing her voice “You blindly signed the stupid contract stating that George would be the successor of the company no matter what!! What happens to our son now, huh? Tell me”
Morris sighed “I admit that I make terrible decisions when I am desperate. But stop acting like you’re doing this for our son. It’s all for yourself”
“And so? Are you not making use of people too and doing all this for yourself? You want power, Morris. We are not that different. I want power too!”
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“I want you too, Rachel. In every way. But not right now, you need to rest first and get stronger. When you feel better, I’ll kiss you and touch you everywhere, just the way you like it…”
“Promise me”
“I promise. Just let me know when you’re healthy enough and we’ll have a night to ourselves”
Those were George’s words to her after she confessed her desire to him that day, a week ago. Rachel moved across the sitting room, a cup of freshly brewed coffee in her hand and settled on a three armed sofa. Before he left for work this morning, she had told him she wanted him this night.
“You seem to be more aroused than me…” he had whispered in her ears, making her blush in shyness. “… This night, I won’t hold back”
He had left a tender and warm kiss on her lips, making her toes curl in anticipation of what tonight held. “Make sure you spend all day thinking about me” George had whispered before shutting the door.
He didn’t even have to tell her that. Her mind on its own, wouldn’t shut down no matter how much she tried. Rachel placed her palm on her cheeks, feeling the heat seep out of them. Her breasts felt very tender and the depth between her legs was moist. She couldn’t get images of his enticing bulge out her head, she wanted his palms covering her breast, kneading, touching. She wanted him to taste her nipples just the way he did the last time, twirling his warm tongue around the perked buds.
She gulped down a mouthful of coffee, and forced herself to focus on doing something else, before she ran over to his office and stripped naked in front of him. That wouldn’t be good…
In a bid to distract herself, she reached for the remote control and reclined comfortably on the sofa, shuffling through the channels. She would fill her mind with this for now, and leave the steamy thoughts for later.
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“We have noticed a 7. 5 percent increase in the demand for the Dorla shampoo, specifically in America and major outlets in Germany….”
The agile presenter rattled on to the group of board members and directors seated in the meeting hall, his hands pointing at different sections of the image projected in front of them.
George could see that different board members were talking and sharing points related to the presentation, but he could not really hear anything….
All thanks to the stubborn bulge in his pants that had refused to go down since he walked out of the villa. He had been reprimanding himself since the meeting started about how this was the wrong place to be right now. He was supposed to be in Rachel’s arms right now, her naked body pulsating under him. He wanted to feel the heat between her legs again as she clenched around him. What was he doing here? Taking a break from an important company meeting like this wouldn’t be so bad right?
At this point, he wasn’t sure he could wait till the closing time. This ‘guy’ between his legs was even more active than the presenter talking in front of everyone. Rachel’s body was the only presentation he wanted to listen to right now.
When she had placed a kiss on his bulge that day, it had taken every ounce of willpower in him to pull away, instead laying her bare on the bed and stroking her just the way he wanted to. Just the way she wanted him to….
He smiled sheepishly, thinking about the desire in her eyes when she had mouthed the words ‘i want you’ to him that day….
“Mr George…Mr George” A consistent knock on the table jeered him out of his thoughts.
“Huh? What?” He asked, clearly lost.
“We asked a question…” A board member around his mid 40’s replied, staring at George like he had lost his mind. “… and we need an answer”
George blinked. His brain was completely blank. Turning around on his chair, he saw all the board members staring at him, a puzzled look on their faces. He wasn’t the type of person to get distracted in an important meeting like this.
Not knowing what else to say, he smiled apologetically and whispered to everyone “Can you repeat the major points again?”