Broken Dreams Stories

Chapter 119

Lunch with Derek had gone henter than Sandra expected. She could feel his interest in her growing, and that gave her a smug sense of victory Evelyn was nothing compared to her, and she was going to prove that to everyone.

With thoughts of her successful lunch still swirling in her head, Sandra pushed open the door to Michael’s office o

The sight that greeted her brought her to a sudden, jolting stops

Michael was leaning against his desk, his hands buried in his secretary’s hair as they kissed, completely unaware of her presence.

The shock held her frozen in place for a moment, and then her irruation surged. “What the hell is going on here?” Sandra demanded, and secretary jerked back, her face paling slightly as she saw Sandra standing in the doorway.

Michael straightened immediately, brushing down his suit as if to restore some semblance of professionalism. “Sandra,” he started, his voice smooth, but there was an edge of irritation underneath it. “I see you’re back from your

The secretary, flustered and red–faced, hastily gathered her things and scurried out of the office, avouring Sandra’s furious glare.

Once they were alone, Sandra’s hands went to her hips, her eyes blazing with disbelief. “What do you think you’re doing with your Secretary?”

Michael sat at the edge of his desk, his expression darkening as he squared off with her. “That’s rich coming from you he sneered. “I should be asking you the same thing. Why were you with Derek, and why didn’t you tell me about in first?”

Sandra’s

lips curling into a scornful smile. “Oh, so that’s what this is about! You’re upset that I went to lunch with Derek?” She took a step closer, her voice dripping with sarcasm. “You’re the one who told me to

about every move you make. Were you going to tell me about your lunch had

the one who was making out with his secretary. Tell me what I want to know, Micharl, Why the hell were you making out with your secretary? Or should I even bother

how sexually active I am. I needed to relieve myself. I asked to meet tonight, and you came up with

her features. Relieve

far before you

me, Michael? Is that

think I’m just going to go along with this! That after what

arm roughly. His grip was tight enough to hurt, his voice low and metacing “You’ll meet

her voice dripping with disdain. “But clearly, you don’t. I’m disappointed in you,” she said as she tried to wrench her arm free, but Michael’s grip was

by me! Don’t get any ideas about double–crossing me, Sandra. I know how your mind works. If I see one wrong move–if I even suspect that you’re planning something behind my back–everything we’ve built will

heaving as she tried to contain the rage coursing through her.

not threatening,” he said, his voice deadly calm as he grabbed her neck with his other least. Tm warning you, Sandra. Meet me at Club

in meeting with Rayna. We are meeting at 7 PM, Sandra

it. What I want is more important than whatever silly plans you have for the truninu. You can chitose to meet with her after Indone with you. I don’t care. If you don’t show

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Chapter 119

to doubt you. Seven o’clock,” he repeated as he let go of her neck and arm. “Don’t make me regret trusting you. And you better put on something