Mr. President: You Are The Daddy Of My Triplets - Chapter 454

Chapter 454: 454- The Kiss, The Addiction…
“Are you out of your fu*cking mind? You said I had to do it just for fun,” Desanto said, pacing around Paige’s little office, “I can get caught, and Mr. Donovan will not even think for a second before throwing me out of here,” he told her angrily.

Paige stood by the window with her arms crossed, her expression tense, “I can’t believe, you are bringing this again,” she muttered in a tight voice.

“Why not? It’s my job that is at stake. I was a fool to listen to you. And now I realize how immature I acted this morning.”

“Oh!” Paige started shaking her head, “So, this is my mistake now? You are the one who stayed there long enough. And to be very frank I did warn you about the cameras,” she finished with a shrug.

Her hands were balled into fists by her sides.

“Warning?” he stopped and turned to face her, “What warning? You didn’t say anything about cameras. Nor did you tell me about your clashes with her. Come on, Paige, she is just a maid. An innocent girl!”

“Innocent?” Paige laughed loudly, “I wish I could tell you… no! Wait!” she raised her index finger, “I wish I could show you what this innocent girl might be doing right now inside George Donovan’s office.”

Exhaling a sigh, he placed his hands on his hips, “That’s her personal matter. But please keep me away from your stupid games, Paige. My friends were right when they told me that you consider yourself as his wife. Come out of this Lala land, Paige. George and Anaya are grown-ups and you can’t keep an eye on their activities.”

He started picking up his stuff from her desk. The woman was jealous of every other woman who might get close to George. Desanto wished he hadn’t listened to her the first time.

Last night when she called him, she told him that he needed to do a little drama for her as this maid Anaya Jakes was bullying her. He always liked Paige, so he was ready to do the little heart attack drama in the bathroom.

But the girl he met this morning was very much concerned for him. She seemed confident enough to report him to HR. He didn’t want this kind of trouble in his career.

He got this job after so many struggles, and he could lose it because of Paige.

“Please don’t involve me in any of your dramas, Paige. I do like you but if they’ll investigate, I’ll tell them that you asked me to do it.”

He had left the room, but Paige was still rooted to the spot, “Is he crazy? Did I ask him to do it? Who will believe him? Who was he? A baby who obeyed me? Rubbish!”

Paige huffed in annoyance and collapsed into her office chair. She wished she could barge into George’s office and see what was happening there.

***

The scent of his cologne was deep, rich, and intoxicating. It was filling Aniya’s senses, making her heart hammer against her ribs.

His gaze was holding hers and she could see intensity there. A slow knowing smile appeared on his lips as he noticed her eyes dipping down to his mouth.

“You’re distracted, little dove,” he murmured, his voice barely above a whisper. Aniya swallowed, suddenly too aware of how close he was.

“Am… am I?” She cleared her throat, but her voice still managed to betray the flutter in her chest. George tilted his head slightly as if studying her reaction.

Then ever so slowly, he extended a hand towards her. His finger grazed her arm before trailing down to her waist and oh man.

His touch was deliberate and teasing.

“Come on,” he said gently, taking his sweet time as he helped her up. His grip was firm on her arms, as he steadied her.

Aniya felt weak in the knees. She barely had time to regain her balance before he pulled her in just enough to make her breath hitched.

His face hovered inches from hers, his lips so dangerously close, that she could feel the warmth of his breath.

Her pulse quickened. The world around them seemed to blur, leaving that strange electric pull between them.

George’s thumb brushed against the corner of her mouth, his voice was a whisper against her lips, “Anaya Jakes. Tell me to stop.”

Suddenly her palm was over his lips and when she spoke, amusement laced her voice, “Stop!”

His eyes were wide above her hand in surprise.

“Hmm?” his muffled voice vibrated against her palm.

“You asked me to tell you to stop… so I did!” she said with a shrug, and giggled, hundred percent sure that she had destroyed the magical moment.

He kept staring at her face above her palm, his expression was unreadable. The way his eyes darkened, Aniya had to control the shudder.

Before she could respond to the silence, he reached for her wrist, his fingers curled around it gently. She tried to ignore the tingling sensation up her arm, his touch evoked. Her breath hitched when he slowly pulled her hand down.

Aniya’s heartbeat stuttered as he took a step closer, his chest almost touching her face. The air suddenly shifted into something deeper.

Her fingers twisted against his and when she met his gaze, she saw something smoldering behind it.

She chuckled and then with a quivering smile, her hand skidded down. Holding his gaze, she lifted herself on her toes closing the gap between them. With a breathless sigh against his lips, her lips touched his mouth.

“Umm…” without thinking she let that hmm escape her mouth. His lips were warm, firm and that minty breath, she was getting addicted to.

Like a true gentleman, he let her take the lead. But after a few moments when she wanted to move back, his hand came sliding up to cup her face, pulling her closer as he deepened the kiss.

Aniya’s eyes fluttered close. She didn’t want this kiss to end.

When he finally pulled away, George rested his forehead against hers, his smile returning, “Every time I kiss you, I become more addicted…”