IrinaLater that night, I couldn't put out of sight a smile on my lips after I got off my phone with my lawyer and secretary. I shoved myself to the master's bedroom and absentmindedly moved and snooped around until my ear picked up the sprinkling sound of the shower in the bathroom.“Guess what!” I chattered excitedly. He just got out of the shower, proud of his naked glory. I stood stock-still at my spot and my eyes moved down. I gulped and dumped my gaze somewhere more appropriate as desire and ardor gushed up on my cheeks.“I-I-I.” Shit! What do I tell him? He was in the bathroom. I heard the shower! I knew he was bathing, and I went for it. “You want to join me? I was about to call for you.” Alonzo completed. “Yeah? Is that okay? My shower head isn't working,” I lied. We both know that it's not the truth. Alonzo sauntered to me. He pulled up my blouse. His mouth landed on my neck after he leaned in to unclasp my bra and free my boobs from it. “You flew from Napa Valley to mee

Irina I lost the chance to blabber my gut feeling behind the mastermind of the sex scandal as a light banging interrupted up. I pulled myself up and properly perched myself on the chair across the couch from where we were earlier. “Dr. Waldorf, it's almost time for your rounds, and then we'll get ready for Mr. Smith's surgery in an hour.” The woman was scrolling her eyes at the clipboard as she said this. She flipped back the pages and wrapped it around her arm afterward. “A moment, please. I'll be right behind you.” Alonzo plastered her eyes on me and upon feeling it, I stopped playing busy to meet his warm gazes. “It's a busy day. I wish I could cancel those to be with you, but my patients need me.” Alonzo sauntered towards me and hunched over to get to my lips. “That's the third time that you kissed me within an hour, smitten much?” I teased him, yet my lips pouted automatically once he leaned over. Alonzo slipped back to his straight stance and laughed. “For someone who enj

Irina“See this? This glitch is an indication that the video was edited. They did it almost flawlessly, except for that part.” I averted my eyes from the IT expert and dumped it to Eve, who was keenly watching the screen next to me. “How long will it take for you to strip those layers? For the raw and unedited clip to come out?” I queried, bringing forth my gazes to him. He clicked a few things, unfolding how many layers were placed in the clip. Slowly bobbing, he confirmed something within himself. “It'll be done tomorrow morning.”“That's for sure? I need to settle this as soon as possible.” “You have my word, Ms. Hayes.”“Waldorf. It's Mrs. Waldorf now.” “You're married?” He uttered suddenly. “Not that it's in any of your concern, but yes, I'm married.” I said, jiggling my finger for him to see my wedding ring. As the IT expert fled the office, my attention drifted to the publicist who's working on the statement. “I'll add a few more things and send you the whole draft later

Irina "The heck, Damian?" I hissed at him. Advancing to him while I taunted his chest, "This is the reason why I can't do it. Because you don't mean your apology. You'd always bite and snap when you don't get what you want." My voice rifting with frustration. "Let's set this whole fucking thing straight." Alonzo came to my rescue. He was inkling me away from the brute, but I wanted to put an end to this conversation, so I stayed, impelling him away from Damian and me. "I'm not all to blame for what happened to our relationship. You had your short-comings. I'm a man. I have needs, needs that you can't provide, but you fuck around with that lowly surgeon behind my back. You're a cheater too, Irina." "Enough is enough, Damian. If you approach her one more time, try to terrorize her with your harassment, I'll file a restraining order from you," Alonzo said that made Damian leer. "I got it. I'm sending this jerk home. Sorry for all the troubles," Ali said apologetically as he wheeled

Irina Warren hopped from his chair upfront and met Esmeray with a fatherly proud hug. Every single soul in the conference room was impressed with her proposal. They were clapping their hand, quenching Esmeray's thirst for validation. I bolted out of the conference room with Philo walking right behind me. “Esmeray stole your proposal, Ms. Irina. How did she get her hands on it?” She inquired as we finally set our feet in the office. I was boiling in anger and it was finally on my brink. I scraped every file of my table and screamed out my anger. I narrowed my furious eyes. Philo stepped back as I sauntered towards her like a predator.“You tell me. How did that little ogre get her hands on my proposal.” “It's not me. Were you implying that I ratted your proposal to her? Why would I do that? I was the one who convinced you to present it.” “And you're the only one who has access to that, Philo. I entrusted it to you.” “I didn't do it. I'd never betray you.” Tight-lipped, Philo's j