Episode 16
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Kimberly’s pov
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Next morning
I quickly prepared Bryan for school the next day while trying my best not to bump into his father.
I kept particular attention to all his movement upstairs.
After feeding Bryan, I informed the driver to take him to school.
I smiled at him sweetly as I gave him his school bag and waved at them before entering the house.
I carefully prepared the table for my boss’ breakfast before leaving for the kitchen to wash the dishes Bryan had used for breakfast.
While on it, I heard familiar footsteps coming towards the kitchen.
Before I knew it he was already in the kitchen.
I cleared my throat nervously and greeted him.
“Good morning sir “I greeted as the scene of last night flashed into my head.
“Morning” he snapped. In the corner of my eyes, I saw him opening the fridge and took out a bottle of water.
He picked a glass and poured the water gulping down all the content.
He looked restless and looked like he was deep in thought.
My grip on the tea cup I was holding tightened as I bit my lower lip.
I was rehearsing my lines on how to apologize concerning last night drama.
But then he spoke first. “Kim concerning last night, I’m… I’m sorry” he paused.
I froze and my body stiffened. I dared not looked in his direction.
I have always said that he doesn’t love me, now he’s apologizing.
Sadness swept through my heart. When I had almost thought what we shared to was real.
He only saw it as a mistake. I know I can only be a mistake in his life and nothing more.
” it’s fine” I retorted choking my words trying to suppress the tears that was blurring my vision.
I finished with the dishes and managed to add.
“Breakfast is ready”
He only acknowledged my statement with a ” yeah” and left.
Mr Bergson’s pov
I felt like my heart was pierced with a sharp knife when I apologised and she didn’t say anything other than “it’s fine”.
She actually felt nothing for me and here I am decieving myself.
I felt dejected and betrayed. I thought what we had last night was special but to her it’s nothing.
To her I’m a dominant who’s trying to take advantage of her, a bully.
I sighed in frustration and left the kitchen to the dinning.
Today I had earlier instructed my assistant to clear my schedule not for anything so I can have enough time with her.
Though she rejected and hated me, I still want to spend time with her. Funny and silly right?
I finished my breakfast and went straight to the bedroom thinking on my next line of action.
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In the afternoon I received a call from Ann my sister informing me that she’ll be taking Bryan for the weekend.
I argued with her about picking his clothes from my house, she said it was not necessary that she can take care of that.
Since I didn’t go to the office, I had to spend the whole afternoon in my study working on the stack of documents on my table.
By the time I finished with everything it was already dinner time.
I went upstairs, had a quick shower and changed into a new set of clothes.
I seemed not to have heard any of her movements during the day I thought as I descend the stairs with anticipation.
Dinner was already prepared when I got to the dinning so I just sat down and ate quietly.
I felt bitter that we can’t have dinner together, of course she considers herself as a maid.
With a straight face, she cleared the table after dinner.
Was wondering what’s eating her up.
Was it because of what happened last night?
As she reached to pick glass close to me, I held her wrist.
It was sudden, she was a bit surprised at my actions, so the glass shattered on the floor.
I felt her trembling. I quickly cleared her doubt that I meant no harm.
“Relax Kim” I said in a deep seductive voice and pulled her close to me towering over her.
In a swift moment, I sealed her lips.
I k!ssed her aggressively and hungrily even when I’ve just had dinner.
When I heard her whined, I became more gentle wishing the moment should never end.
I lifted and placed her on the table. The force made the dishes to crash on the floor.
We didn’t really care. I felt her tiny hands wrapping my neck making me go deeper and deeper with the k!ss.
My inner desire for her was burning sending sweet sensation all over my body.
This made me want to go to the next step helplessly.
I carried her and took large strides to the bedroom, my head still buried in the k!ss with my tongue begging for entrance.
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