260 The White And Black King On the Chess Board

"And if both don't float your boat, I am coming home." His demeanor didn't betray him a little, not even when his little imp hung up on him.

He was rather amused, his little minx was playing tricks with him. He didn't even need to be there to know the little minx was planning to get back on him which he was anticipating. She didn't trust him not by miles. She was a smart and cautious woman, who knew the ropes.

The corner of his lip tilted up almost in ridicule than amusement. He tsk-ed at the irony.

The people in the room felt like their souls were about to evaporate from their bodies. Their Boss was smiling and he was talking readily with pleasure to a…woman? And home? did he mean a woman who lived in his home?! A Wife?!

He wanted the woman bad, with a burning passion. If it was another woman she would have been unfortunate to have him fallen for her in this obsession. He would have pushed the woman in the corner, ruined her.