Chapter 35

Chapter 35: Hug

I couldn't stop myself from smiling when I got back to my office. For the first time in many years, I have felt a strange excitement. It's nice to know that I still have that effect on Mew.

I am so proud of myself. I must admit, I got a little drunk earlier on Mew's kisses, but I managed to control myself and my desires. I was strong. I won. And Mew was defeated.

I've been smiling for two hours already, celebrating my victory about what had happened earlier. You must think that I'm crazy. But I just can't help it. Mew's reaction was so priceless. It was so obvious that he was craving for my lips, my kiss. And not to mention Tommy's almost depressed face. The look on his face was surely a delight. I'm just a little worried because Mew's son might have seen it and I might have become a bad influence to him.

But still, I am very much satisfied with what happened.

Gulf - 1

Mew - 0

I smirked.

But kidding aside, I must say that I am still affected by Mew. I was able to confirm that while he was kissing me. That feeling when you want to match the intensity of his kiss because you are also excited. Your heartbeat speeds up because you are still affected.

However, that doesn't mean I need to let myself fall for him again. I do not want to embrace my feelings.

This is not the time to let my guard down.

For all I know, he already has a boyfriend. And even if he doesn't have a boyfriend now, I still won't make up with him. I have felt enough pain because of loving him. I cannot risk my heart again.

The first time he ruined our relationship, Hughie was there. And the second time he did it again, I was able to fix myself. With the help of course of my son.

Mew was always there to hurt me. He was never there when I needed healing.

I just wonder why he kissed me when he already has a boyfriend. And don't he dare say he wants to get back with me because that won't happen!

Enough is enough!

Maybe he was just attracted to me? If he wants to play, fine. I will play with him. I know my limits and my boundaries. I just hope he knows his.

Because we work in one company, in a company that we are the owners, we will definitely meet often. From time to time, we will have interactions. All I have to do is be consistent in avoiding and maintaining my distance from him.

I shouldn't worry too much. I am a strong independent man. I am no longer fragile. My heart is no longer fragile. The heartbreaks that Mew have caused made my heart harden.

Right, Gulf. You are no longer fragile. I tried to convince myself.

I was sitting on my swivel chair when Trevor entered. At first he was hesitant but he gathered the courage to continue walking in.

Trevor raised an eyebrow at me when he noticed that I was smiling at my thoughts about what had happened earlier. I winked at him and his face blushed.

"I'm h-here to brief you about the nature of y-your work as Chief Operating Officer," he stuttered.

Affected much, Trevor?

I nodded, trying to maintain a straight face.

"As COO, you are in charge of marketing and sales. Like promotions, especially during peak seasons and holidays. I will hand you the files from time to time. There is a team to prepare plans. You only have to give us the directives and ideas and the team will take care of the execution. You only have to oversee the process. And oh, you also have the scope of research and development."

"I think I can do all of those. With your guidance, of course. You were also my dad's secretary?"

"Yeah. I was just starting that time. But for the record, I am not your secretary. I am your executive assistant." He raised his two eyebrows as he smiled.

He's trying to look cute.

"Isn't that just the same?" I asked with a frown.

He scratched his head.

"Technically, yes. But I prefer to be called executive assistant. As your executive assistant, I will provide executive-level support to you. My primary responsibilities are preparing your schedule, coordinating with internal and external stakeholders, and providing logistical and travel support."

"So you will always be my chaperone?" I raised an eyebrow at him.

He blushed again.

"Y-yeah. I guess so. That's what I did with your dad and uncle. Anyway, how should I address you?" he asked shyly as he scratched his head again.

He really is cute. His voice is deep but not as deep as Mew's voice.

Wait. Did I just mention Mew? Did I just compare their voices?

I pinched myself. Stop thinking about that asshole, Gulf.

"Just call me Gulf. How about you? What should I call you."

"Anything you want."

"So I can call you babe or baby?" I joked.

Now his face looks like a tomato, so red and plump. He bit his lower lip to stop himself from smiling.

"Kidding. You're so serious. Is 'Trevor' fine?"

He nodded quietly, trying to suppress a smile.

"Was that all?" I asked.

"Oh I forgot to mention the most important function of your position."

"What is it?"

"As COO, you have to be always there to help make the CEO's vision a reality. You are expected to make the CEO more effective or more complete. Often, the plan is for you to ultimately fill the CEO's shoes."

"I already know about that because I'm also a business major. But maybe it's time for him to reduce his dependence on the COO. I mean, do we really have to spend so much time with each other?" I sounded a little irritated.

"I understand that you are still angry with your husband but that is part of your job as the COO. Either be professional or not." The tone of his voice was serious.

Wait. He knows that Mew is my husband?

"Of course I know that Mr. Fletcher is your husband. I know that his husband is the new COO."

Did he just read my mind?

"Whatever. We will be annulled soon anyway."

"Well, good luck with that. Just don't go kissing others without their permission," he tried to remind me. "If you have no more questions, I will leave you here so you can start with what you need to do. There are files that you need to review. I will email them to you once I get back to my table."

"Okay. Thank you."

After that he turned his back, preparing to leave.

"Wait, Trevor," I stopped him. He faced me again. "I just have a question."

"What is it?"

"Do you think I'm a good kisser?"

"Hmm," he brought his hand to his chin, as if he was trying to think. "Not really."

My eyebrows met because of his answer.

"And why is that?"

"The kiss was brief? Plus, you did not even use your tongue. So, no. You are not a good kisser."

He turned his back on me and quickly walked out of my office.

I was slightly offended by his answer but then I realized he also has a point. Maybe Mew is the one I should be asking because I only used my tongue with him?

But with Mew's reaction earlier, I already know the answer.

Wait, why did I go to Mew again? Grrr.

I lightly slapped myself. But then I remembered that I slapped Mew twice earlier. Serves him right. Hmp. I smiled to myself.

It was eleven o'clock in the morning when someone entered my office. I was reading the files Trevor has sent me on my computer when someone spoke.

"How dare you kiss Mew!"

I lifted my face and saw Tommy. My right eyebrow rose automatically.

Because of the glass door, you would not really notice when someone steps inside especially when they don't knock and you are busy with something.

"Excuse me?" I gave him a challenging look.

Trevor was behind him, worried.

"I'm sorry Gulf. I told him that he can't just come in but he forced his way in."

"No, it's okay. You can leave us."

Trevor nodded but he was hesitant to leave. But he left anyway.

"You are doing this on purpose! You have no right over Mew! Why did you ever come back here! I am telling you, stay away from him!" Tommy's voice was angry and accusing.

His words made me want to scoff. But I stopped myself.

I took a deep breath. I will not let my day be ruined just because of this pathetic person.

I stood up from my chair and faced him.

"First of all, he kissed me first. So if you should blame someone, then blame Mew and not me. And second, don't you ever speak to me about rights, because we both know who really has the right over Mew. Would you prefer that I slap you with our marriage certificate to help you come to your senses?"

I paused. I waited for him to answer but he just clenched his fist. He remained silent.

"But don't worry. I already filed for annulment. So don't be too threatened. Just don't come barging in to my office complaining about nonsense things."

"Who told you that I was threatened?" he raised an eyebrow, challenging me.

"Then why are you here acting like one? Get out then!" I pointed at the door.

"Maybe you already forgot, Gulf. He chose me over you. Because as he told me, you were not enough!"

I was a little taken aback by what he said. Oh wow. Revealing the past!

But did Mew really say that to him? My lips quivered. His words shook me a little.

But I composed myself before speaking again.

"You're right. He chose you instead of me. But be careful, because it doesn't seem like he has moved on from me. And you are making it very clear that you are threatened. By me. Obviously, you do not receive any assurance from Mew. Poor you." I made sure to make my voice sound like I felt sorry for him.

"How dare you?!"

He slapped me which made my face tilt a little. But I was able to recover quickly.

I retaliated with a stronger slap. He grabbed his cheek afterwards. I think my slap was too strong because his face turned red. My slap was strong enough that it left a mark on his cheek.

"You were out of words so all you could manage to say was 'how dare you'?" I laugh mockingly. "Just a friendly advice. If I were you, I would keep an eye on my boyfriend. Remember, you guys got together because he cheated on me. Don't be complacent that he won't do that to you!" I spat.

He couldn't answer me. I waited for his response but he was speechless. So I slapped his other cheek to make the redness of his face even. I felt numbness in my palm. I saw his lip bleed. Shit. Too strong. Sorry not sorry.

Now both his cheeks have my hand marks.

"Next time you decide to barge into my office, make sure that you are prepared. Make sure you can handle me. But for the mean time, get out!" I pointed at the door.

I managed to keep my voice calm even if deep inside, I wanted so much to scream at him. But no, queens don't do that. We keep calm. We keep our poise.

I have no intention of stealing Mew from him. I don't care if the two of them are together.

"We're not yet done!" he declared before he walked quickly out of my office.

"Whatever! I'll be waiting!" I abruptly said.

I could not help but smile again. I won again! And this is just my first day at work! I seem to have overslapped today. Tommy should be thankful that I only slapped him. I could have punched him if I wanted to. He would surely have bruises on his face.

Anger can really make people do things they never expect they would do. Anger made me become a fighter!

For the record, I'm not really mad at Tommy. When Mew cheated on me, I was just angry with Mew. I was in a relationship with him, and he chose to cheat. So he is the one I blame. I was just mad at Tommy because he actually had the nerve to confront me here. Pathetic!

He just made himself look stupid! I hope he confronts Mew instead. Because as far as I can remember, I never confronted him when Mew cheated on me because of him.

I calmed myself by taking deep breaths. When I calmed down, I went back to reading files and emails.

I got distracted with what I was reading on my computer when the phone rang on my table. I quickly picked it up.

"Hello. Good morning."

"Come to my office. We need to talk," Mew's serious voice filled my ear.

My eyebrows furrowed.

"Sorry, wrong number," I immediately dropped the call.

'We need to talk'? 'We need to talk'? Is he stupid?

I know he will only scold me because Tommy definitely complained to him about my slaps. But I do not care!

But oh! I almost forgot! I am the COO of the company.

Maybe he wants to talk to me about work?

But still, if he wants to talk to me, he should come here instead! Even if he is the CEO, I don't care. I don't care at all.

I went back to what I was doing. What a nuisance!

I heard the door open. I was expecting to see Trevor.

My face turned sour when I found out I was wrong.

It was Mew.

I remained seated. The paperbags he was carrying were noticeable.

He laid them down in front of me.

"Let's eat," he declared.

I raised an eyebrow at him.

"Please get out. If you're here to scold me and defend Tommy, you don't have to do that," I calmly said and pointed at the door.

"You can't send me out. I own this building. And I'm not here to scold you or defend someone," he said seriously. I got up from sitting and went straight to the glass door. I opened it, motioning him to leave.

"Out," I repeated in gritted teeth.

He ignored me and instead sat down on my swivel chair.

"No. Not until you eat me."

He smiled devilishly. I frowned. He tried his best to put on a serious face and continued to speak.

"I mean, eat with me. My bad." The ghost of smile is on his lips.

"No fucking way. I am eating with Hugo so get the hell out!"

To hell with him! As if I will allow us to eat together.

"Then I'll call the nursery and ask them to send our kids here. I also brought foods for them," he smiled.

He started taking out the foods inside the paperbags. The aroma of the luscious foods filled my office. I smelled delicious foods like adobo and chicken nuggets.

"I said no. Get the hell out!"

But he still ignored me. The next thing I knew, he was done taking the food containers out. The next thing he did was call the nursery.

I slammed the door shut and approached him.

"What do you really want? Why don't you eat with your boyfriend?" my voice sounded frustrated because I didn't like his idea.

The four of us eating together? What is he thinking? Is he crazy? What will the children think? What will Hugo think?

"Tommy is not my boyfriend. He never was. Now sit the fuck down and wait for our sons!" he commanded.

Ha! How dare he order me to sit down?

I did not obey his command and remained standing. I crossed my arms.

"Who are you kidding? Tss. And one more thing, I don't care if he's your boyfriend or fuck buddy! I don't care about you anymore. Can you just go out and bring your food?!"

He stood up from the swivel chair and walked towards me. My knees began to feel weak again.

"And what are you gonna do if I don't?" he challenged me. A smile curved on his lips.

He eyed me closely, as if he was trying to weigh my feelings. I took a deep breath.

"I swear to God if you don't go out-"

He came behind me and quickly hugged me from there. I couldn't continue what I was saying. I was lost for words.

I did not expect that!

I was stunned which made my body stiffen.

What the hell?

"Let go of me," I said. My voice could never be more serious.

He tightened his grip around my waist. I tried to remove his hands but he was just too strong.

"I said, let me go!" I tried to escape once more but still failed.

He smelled my neck which sent shivers down my spine. Fuck!

"Hmm. You smell so good. Even your smell turns me on." He sniffed it again. I can feel his lips slightly touching my sensitive skin.

"Tss. Let me go," I commanded but he still did not mind me. I felt something pierce me from behind.

The next thing I felt was his tongue licking my earlobe.

I closed my eyes when I felt a sensation. I almost moaned but fortunately, I was able to stop myself.

What the actual fuck! I thought you are strong, Gulf? Where is your strength now? You can't just give in!

For the third time, I tried to get him away from me but I only failed. He is just too strong for me. I could feel something poking my back.

A few seconds later, he started planting deep kisses on my neck.

Damn!

It made me close my eyes again. And this time, my mouth betrayed me. I let out a soft moan.

Mew chuckled.

"Hmmm. You like that baby?"

"N-no," I said defensively. "L-let me go!" I pleaded. I do not know how long I will be able to resist and control myself.

"Hmm. Are you sure?" he asked as he continued planting kisses on my sensitive flesh. He even made sure to suck my skin which I am certain will leave kiss marks later.

He started stroking my tummy too. He pressed his body closer to me so I felt his hard member from behind me even more.

"You feel that? That's your effect on me. Hmm."

He licked my cheek, making my knees even weaker. If he wasn't holding me, I may be lying on the floor now.

I can't do this anymore!

"Papa!"

"Daddy!"

They were the voices of our children. Mew quickly broke away from me and I did the same.

What the hell just happened?