Chapter 8 Get Ready!

ANGELA'S POV

"I hope to God that you know what you are doing. They were in a restaurant together and they didn't tell you about it. Do you really believe that there is nothing going on between both of them?" Skye asked me. "Fiona told me that they were planning a surprise for me. She didn't want to ruin it and now she has told me about it. Even if I don't trust Gary, Fiona is my best friend and I should trust her!" I was not willing to listen to anything else, I just could not believe that Fiona would lie to me. I was the one who misunderstood the situation. Yes, I was the one who misunderstood things. "Fine, if that's what you want to believe, but I am going to dig deeper and I am going to get to the bottom of this. I am sure that there is something going on between those people, and I'd be damned if I let them fool you!" Skye said. I tried to stop her, but she had already turned and walked out of my office before I could say anything else. I sighed, feeling drained all of a sudden. How was I supposed to convince her that Gary and Fiona were not doing anything wrong? Sighing once again, I decided to just let Syke be. When she realized that she was wrong, she would give up on investigating. Just then, my office door was pushed open and Gary walked in. He had a sweet smile on his face, and he looked at me with love and appreciation. How could such a man be cheating on me? And with my best friend at that? He knew that he would lose everything if he was really cheating on me and so I was sure that he would not do something so foolish. "What are you doing here? Aren't you supposed to be working?" I asked him, pretending not to be excited to see him. Qqq Gary walked over to me, a seductive smile on his face. He leaned over the table so his face was close to mine, our lips were almost touching, and my heart raced fast against my chest . His twinkling eyes told me what he wanted, but I held myself back, not wanting to give myself away so easily. "Is work the only thing you think about?" Gary asked me in a sultry voice. "We are at the office. Of course, we should be working. What do you mean?" I asked, trying to sound as professional as I could. "Well, it's lunch break now, and everyone else has gone to have lunch. You are the only one who is still slaving away, working here," he reminded me. "And so what are you trying to say?" I smiled back at him. "Why don't we make good use of this time?" Before I could get any other words out, his mouth was fiercely on my lips, and he was kissing the hell out of me. I did not try to resist him, because I wanted him as much as he wanted me. Before I knew it, Gary picked me up from the chair, and set me down on the table. Once again, his lips were on mine, and his hands were not idle either. He tugged at my clothes, trying to get rid of them. My hand was in his hair, as I gave myself to the emotions burning deep inside of me. "What is going on?" The thick annoyed voice of my father sounded just then, interrupting us. Gary pulled away from me immediately, and I tried to rearrange myself. I did not need a mirror to know that I looked like a complete mess. My father had a disgusted look on his face as he glared at me. "Is this what you do when you should be working?" He questioned me coldly. "I'm really sorry sir, this is my fault. I was the one who asked her to...." "I was talking to my daughter, not you" my father's voice was cold, and he didn't even look at Gary once. I frowned, I knew that my father looked down on Gary simply because he was not from the same circle as us. In fact, the only reason he had suggested the marriage, was because he didn't want the scandal that would come from it. "Dad," I called him warningly, just because he didn't like Gary did not mean he should disrespect him. My father rolled his eyes, "You should know how to act!" He chastised me. Gary looked at me, wanting to protect him, but I shook my head at him, indicating that I could handle it. "Don't worry, I got this," I assured him. "You can leave, my father and I need to talk," I told Gary. He was reluctant to leave at first, but under my persuasive gaze, he indeed left. "What was the meaning of that?! You are supposed to be working. What do you think people are going to think of you if they see what you are doing in the office?! You're the CEO! You're supposed to set a good example, damn it!" My father snapped at me. He had let loose as soon as Gary was out of the office. I rolled my eyes, my father's scoldings didn't really bother me. I was already used to him acting like this. "I am a married woman, I don't know why anyone would care if I was with my husband, " I challenged my father. He turned up his face in disgust, "There's a code of conduct you need to follow if you work in this company! What do you think the board of shareholders will think of this?" "You don't need to threaten me with the shareholders all the damn time. Is there something that you want to tell me?" I asked, completely annoyed at this point. "Go get ready, I need you to attend a banquet with me!"