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His Furious Fyns
His Furious Eyes Kelly's
POV
I didn't mean to be rude, but I couldn't help but frown when I saw Emily walking towards my direction. Thinking she came here to fight just like what Lexi did, greeted her with a cold stare. "What are you doing here?"
She smiled sweetly and roamed her eyes around. Yare excused herself when I meaningfully glanced at
her.
"I just wanna see what kind of woman you are," Emily answered and comfortably sat on the chair in front of me.
I took a deep breath and stared at her with a creased forehead, "Just tell me what you want, Emily."
She chuckled, "I want Klay. Can you give me what I want?"
Gritting my teeth, I pressed my lips together. Emily chuckled and crossed her legs. She's wearing a very short skirt, almost revealing her panties.
"Come on, Kelly. I didn't come here to fight. I just wanna know what makes you special. I wanna try to see what Klay has seen in you that he couldn't see in me. That's basically no beauty since I'm more beautiful than you
I rolled my eyes, "Basically, he has feelings for me, Emily. That's the difference between you and me."
She chuckled again and nodded slowly," "Hmm. I guess so. That's why I wanna see you. I wanna know how you move, how you speak, how you smile, how you speak. Maybe I can copy you and get him back.
Now I completely lost my temper. I clenched my jaws and pointed at the door, "Leave, Emily."
She rested her elbow on the table and rested her chin on her palm, looking up at me. "I believe Klay is a heartless man who doesn't know how to love. He only wants pleasure and when he sensed that a woman's getting attached to him, he would dispose her like a used garbage bag."This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.
"You're saying he's just playing with me?"
"Someone created a monster in him, Kelly, I wonder if you're the one who can change that monster."
My forehead creased. I don't understand what she's saying but I know that Klay is not an ordinary man. I know that and I definitely thought about that before entering into a relationship with him. Klay may not be a good man, but he's good to me. I think that's enough reason to give him a chance.
Emily pulled herself up and left a card on the table. She looked at me again and smiled sweetly, "I'll leave my contact number. Call me whenever you're curious about something."
"I don't need your contact number, Emily," I answered, annoyed.
She dramatically cupped her mouth, "Oh! That's harsh Why don't you call your father instead, sweetie? You might want to check on your old man."
"You know my father?"
Emily just winked at me before she walked away. I watched Emily as she opened the door when Klay suddenly appeared in front of her. He looked shocked seeing Emily but after a few seconds, his face showed fury.
Klay went straight towards me after Emily left. I grabbed the card Emily left and pushed it inside the pocket of my pants. Klay stopped in front of me. I could see fury in his eyes so I grabbed his arm and dragged him inside my office. Why is he so angry?
"What did she do? What is she doing here?" Klay asked, not giving me a chance to ask what angered him.
"She doesn't have reasons, Klay. I guess she just wants to annoy me."
He clenched his jaws and shook his head, "No, Kelly. I know her. She told you something, right? What did she say?"
My forehead creased as I stared into his eyes, "Why did you think she came here to tell me something? Am I missing something. Klay?"
His expression immediately softened. He swallowed down as he calmed down and took a deep breath. He shook his head and combed his hair backwards.
"I'm sorry. I'm just stressed, Kelly."
I'm not convinced because of his sudden change of expression and emotion. I'm confused. I feel like he's hiding something from me.
"Is there a problem with the company?" I asked again, looking straight into his eyes.
He shook his head again and gently pulled me closer by the waist. He hugged me and kissed resting his face on my shoulder. I lifted my arm and gently caressed his back.
my
V neck.
"Why are you here so early? Don't tell me you won't work today."
Hmm. We can just hug each other all day."
I chuckled and shook my head. I pulled away and looked up at him. He looked down at me and gently caressed my cheek.
I thought of what Emily said. Call my father? I haven't seen my father. The last time I saw him was when moved out of the house. I've been with Klay, but I haven't visited my father. It makes me guilty. "Klay, I wanna visit my father."
His expression changed again. He stared at me for a couple of seconds before he held my wrist. He sat on the couch and he pulled me down, making me sit on his lap.
He wrapped his arms around my waist and rested his face on my neck, tickling me.
"Klay, it's ticklish, Your facial hair.." I whispered as I chuckled.
"Your father is out for vacation, Kelly," he answered and slowly lifted his face to look at me again.
My forehead creased, "Vacation?"
He nodded and smiled, "He said he's been stressed out for the past few months so he wants to travel."
I stared into his eyes as I caressed his jaws, "Is that the reason why you've been stressed out? Dad gave. all his responsibilities to you just so he can travel?"
"He deserves a break," he smiled. "He's been working all his life, Kelly. He heeds that."
I bit my bottom lip as I felt even more guilty.
"Then, I'll visit him once he comes back," I concluded but Klay shook his head.
"I'll be very busy, Kelly. I can't go with you."
But I can go alone."
He caressed my showing baby bump, making me still. My lips parted as I felt the electrifying sensations his palm brought to my body,
His Furious Eyes
"I won't let you travel alone, babe. If you want to visit your dad, I need to be with you. For now, we can't because the company needs me."