"Your boss doesn't deserve you," Clifford revealed. "Why are you telling me all this?" I narrowed my eyes at him. "Because I want you for myself. You're the woman of my dreams." Compared to how he behaved when he came to deliver stuff to me, he was very blunt now. "What if I don't like you back?" "I'll wait, after all, I'm good at that." He didn't look fazed. "Why me? I don't even own a business of my own." I told him. "You don't need to own a business, Arleen. It's just you I need." "What do you need me for?" "I need you to be my woman, that's all." He answered. **** Arleen Theodore is a secretary who is in love with her boss, Damion Clinton, but he doesn't love her back although he's aware but acts ignorant. Whereas, Clifford Edson, Arleen's delivery guy secretly loves her and tries to find any chance he gets to deliver things to her. BUT when the boss comes in contact with the delivery guy, things go haywire…. could it be that the delivery guy brought out mixed feelings from Damion towards Arleen? Or is the delivery guy Damion Clinton's untold truth?
~{ARLEEN'S POV}~
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"I show up because I can't bear to see you hurt and I can't leave because I'm deeply in love with you."
I faced forward and closed my eyes as his words sunk deep into my mind.
"Where are we going?"
"To a place where we can talk properly," he answered.
"Talk about what?" I inquired while frowning.
"Everything."
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Seated in a nice and chill restaurant, I felt at ease and a bit relaxed.
In front of me was a cup of vanilla ice cream as I savored every taste and tried to forget my sorrows.
"Had I known ice cream would work wonders I should've brought you here earlier," Clifford stated while watching me and I smiled.
"Ice cream is best taken when down."
"Is that so?" He arched a brow at me as if he was knowing it for the first time.
"Mhmm," I nodded.
"Arleen."
"Yes?" I looked at him.