sex-me boss.

Two days, it had been exactly two days Maggie hadn’t been able to get Olivia on the phone and the situation had become very worrying. She could have asked Betty about her, but since the last time, she’d been acting as if she’d withdrawn from the group. Maggie had gone home during the day but she wasn’t there and her bed was unmade, a sign that she hadn’t bothered to tidy it before going out. It looked like the Kidnapping but she couldn’t see who would have done it, unless it was Damon Dixon and for what reason? she didn’t know.

She’d asked her neighbors, but they said they’d seen a man come to Olivia’s door for three days, stay there for hours without knocking, and that behavior could only be the sign of a real psychopath.

She was on her way to Dixon. Aviation. she’d never been closer to this company and she hoped there wasn’t a huge protocol to gain access, because if there was, she was going to bite someone.

-Where are you going, lady? the security guard had asked her.

-I’m going to this company, is there a problem?

-Your card?

-My card for what?

-What do you want? It’s not Christmas yet, when people pretend to want to visit to take photos, so can I ask what you want?

At that moment, Maggie wanted to be like Betty, the kind of girl who kisses men to distract them, but that wasn’t her thing at all, she didn’t even have the gift of making eyes at a man.

-I’m looking for the CEO of this company.

The security guard began to look from her hair to her feet, then from her feet to her hair, a look she didn’t like at all. She was beginning to lose patience, and the man didn’t seem to know it.

-You don’t look like the kind of mistress my boss would have, but you won’t find him here because he hasn’t come to work for two days.

Two days, too, which coincided well with the date when she couldn’t reach Olivia. She’d thought for a moment that they’d decided to take a romantic vacation on Reunion Island or even a private island, but she knew that Damon Dixon wasn’t in the habit of being romantic. She said that perhaps it was her mysterious stranger who was the author of all this, and if so, that would mean Damon was perhaps the best man at their secret wedding, but Olivia then? who did she have as a best man? the whole thing looked like a kidnapping and nothing more. She thanked the security guard and his motorcycle for James’s fashion house. He was her friend and maybe he could tell her where Damon was.

-oh but I wasn’t expecting to see you.

-Hello to you too Betty, can you tell me where James is?

-A date? I didn’t know he was in your category of man Maggie, you hide your game well don’t you.

-If I’m here, it’s simply because Olivia’s disappeared. She hasn’t answered the phone for two days and I’m guessing you don’t know because we’re no longer part of your life. I want to know where James is.

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Maggie could see a little guilt on his face, but she wasn’t the type to forgive people just because of their facial expression. All she cared about at the moment was finding Olivia.

-Here it is,” said Betty, pointing to a closed door.

She knocked and waited for an answer that didn’t come. She didn’t have time to waste and wondered if anyone was even in the office. She knocked again, this time louder, hoping someone would react.

-Opening the door after what sounded like an assault, James didn’t expect to see a girl standing in front of him. She was seething with anger, and he didn’t remember sleeping with her to have her come and claim anything from him.

-do you want to?

-talk to you if possible, hello.

-At least you know how to behave. Well listen, I don’t remember sleeping with her and if you’re here to blackmail me or something, I’d advise you to leave now.

-Because you’re often afraid to take responsibility, I’ve got better things to do than let myself be licked by a man like you. You’re not my kind of man and I’m not surprised since you’ve got a modeling agency, so I guess you start with her first. If I’m here, it’s on urgent and important business.

James closed his mouth without thinking. She’d just given him every reason to shut up, given that he’d compared her to all those girls he met everywhere.