Love At The Next Stop Novel

Chapter 58 I Want Him

Lisa said, “We should stop now. The president’s looking at us.”

Stella wasn’t sure if he was looking at them when there were so many people around them. When she looked up, she saw everyone around them listening intently, with her being the only one talking, so it seemed like he really was looking at her.

As the PowerPoint slides went on, Miles said that a good salesperson should shoot their shot when they had a target. Before they even started the sales, they had to know the client’s preference, family, and personality. He made himself look like a sales guru.

But from what she knew about him, Stella thought he wouldn’t deign to do sales work. Relying on someone else wasn’t his style. He was and always would be someone’s boss. The meeting took up the whole afternoon, and after work, Stella went to have dinner with Lisa before going home. When she was on the way to the bus stop, she saw Miles driving toward her. He looked like he just got off work, so it was a coincidence this time.

“Get in,” he said imperiously, just like how he was doing that afternoon.

She knew he was in a bad mood, so she went in without provoking him. He drove slowly, quietly, and it was the way to Stella’s home. She heaved a sigh of relief, thankful that he wasn’t in the mood for any outrageous stuff. Then he stopped at her place.

Suddenly, there was a question Stella wanted to know the answer to. It haunted her, and she had to ask, or she wouldn’t be able to sleep that night. Thus, she licked her lips and asked, “Who am I to you, President Grant?” She got that from the meeting earlier. Since Miles said they should treat each client on a case by case basis, she wanted to know who she was to him and the strategy he used when he was facing her.

Oddly enough, Miles’ expression softened after hearing that question, seemingly interested in her query. He killed the engine.

Stella panicked again. She thought he would just leave, but that didn’t seem to be the case anymore. This is going to be long. He slowly inched closer, backing her up against the door. She looked at him, perplexed. “W-What’s the matter, President Grant?”

He answered quietly, “Didn’t you ask what you are to me? Well, I can tell you what you remind me of.”

She nodded fearfully.

with lust. “You are a woman among women, the embodiment of lust, the object of my wildest sexual

and the hypnotic magic exclusive to him. She blushed, her heart raced, and she was getting fidgety. She could feel his tongue in her

want to be with you for the

made her heart pound. She had always known how Miles saw her. His first sentence, while explicit and erotic, was what every man thought of her, but

remembered she was in her neighborhood. Worried that someone might see her flirting with someone aside from Zane, she opened

her off, Miles stared down and laughed. Well then, I didn’t

Stella froze in abject terror. Matthew was there to help her when

had sex with another man, I

horrified. She wanted to ask how Lizbeth found out about it, but it would be incriminating if she

don’t tell me it’s just rumors. Also, I saw you two down there. I do not have a daughter-in-law like you, but you can’t get a divorce before Zane comes back. There’s no

palms were sweating. She wondered what Lizbeth would do when she met the Norths, but Yvonne knew about the affair already, and she knew Stella had slept with Miles. She clenched her fists, wondering

soon enough though. When she was at the doorstep,

was Lizbeth’s face of disgust, and also Yvonne’s. She didn’t know what would happen tomorrow; she was afraid of

next day, it was a quiet morning, but someone called her that afternoon. She didn’t register that number, but when she took the call, she knew it was from Yvonne. Yvonne asked to meet her in the café across the company. It was a quieter affair than she had

normal family, and you’re just a normal employee, while I’m a doctor who came back from America. My net worth is worth billions, and I have

have sex with a few women? I can take it as long as he comes to the wedding. But you’d better stay back. You think you can cheat just because you’re a master of seduction? Take my advice and stop.” She flicked her hair back, looking at her in disdain, as if she was just another one among

her hands. When Yvonne was about to leave, she whispered, “I’m sorry, Miss North. I didn’t