Touch me, Sandoval

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Will you imagine that a high-class lady, Intelligent and glamorous woman will be a mistress? She loathes a cheater and a prevaricator but there's barely one man who captured her attention. A man that she encountered when she's employing a secretary, She's biting her lip while glimpsing at the man. Not recognizing that It's married already. She's not yet reading the application form she leaned on her swivel chair and crossed her arm. "You're passed" Is that because he caught her attention or it's one of her plans? She wants to challenge herself and it's giving her a thrilling day by day. But what if one day she heard these words. "You're mine, only mine, Hailey"He uttered that made her world rock. Will she be ready for being a mistress? "Yes touch me... touch me, Sandoval'

Touch me, Sandoval Chapter 1 Hiring A Male Secretary

Hailey's POV:

I close my eyes and bang my head to feel the dance classics on the stereo. Every intersection of the bar filled the loud music. Party people, wild scenes, unlimited alcohol

Ah. Bang, baby

I beamed when I felt that someone sit beside me, I'm here at the stool bar wondering if I can bring a man in my condo but fate is so favorable to me, here it is a Greek god and a well-built maan diverted his eyes on me.

I face up the bartender and gesture him to lend me another shot.

Uh-uh Spicy

I twisted my gazes at the man who's peeking at me sensually. I grinned at him and place my hand on my legs caressing them. My hand adventures from my legs to my waist until it catches up with my breast while I'm shutting my eyes. I halt and seized a glance at him. I made sure to check his ring finger before anything else.

His jaw is moving

I chuckle and get the two shot glasses and lend him the other one. I lifted my glass on him before I took a shot straight.

Damn. This alcohol satisfies me so so good.

"Hm?" the stranger man grinned while peeking at my body. I chuckles and went close to him. He tugged my waist and I felt his soft hand, exploring every sensitive part of my body.

"Do you prefer to move to my condo? "I seductively asked that made his kingdom wild. In just a seconds, his kingdom built a hard and huge mountain after I use my tongue to travel from his neck up to his earlobe.

"Beg"

(Barbie theme song playing)

That's my Barbie (go, Barbie, go, Barbie)

That's my Barbie (ooh, ooh, ooh)

That's my Barbie (go Barbie, go, Barbie)

That's my Barbie (ooh, ooh, ooh)

C'mon, we got important things to do

It's her (ayy), and her (ayy)

And me (ayy), and you-

Ugh. So early to call!

I was massaging my head while putting my phone in my right ear. I smirk when I remember what happened last night.

I had a great night

I rolled my eyes when the caller Id showed on the screen, my secretary. He will better say something good.I answered the call while still shutting my eyes and ignored his greeting in a nervous tone

"What now? " I glimpse at the clock and it's quiet six in the morning. I bit my lip when I recall what the stranger guy did last night. He is just so great. I like it but of course, he's s just a toy for me.

And I only play my toy once

I grinned when I remember my secretary. He's good in bed also. I always make sure that my secretary knows how to pleasure me. And of course,

They're all boys.

"What the hell did you just say?" I held my head, my head hurts more.

"A-ah I'm going to r-resign as your secretary, Ms. Selveria" I eyed the ceiling, already thinking how much time I'll consume just to find a new freaking secretary.

"Send me your resignation letter later" then I hang up.

"We're hiring new "I greeted to my another assistant before I ended the call. I think I need the cold bath.

I put my hair in a half pony tail and leave some strands on both side that partnered with my colored cinnabar blazer and trouser suit, and sprayed my favorite perfume, Clive Christian as the final touch. I glimpse at my reflection in the mirror. I was about to touch my forehead when I remember something. I chuckles bitterly.

.

There's no purpose to recall it anyway.

"Eda. Pack up my breakfast, I'll go to the office now" I gesture my maid while going down to stairs and answered the call that keeps ringing for about a minutes now.

"Can I go to your condo tonight?" What does he think in my condo, a playground? I recall the numerous paper that I have to attend to. I sigh

"I can't. I'm here at my house, and loaded...of works"

"Alright" He sigh. I know we're feeling the same, disappointed. He waits for me to ended the call.

One of my rules also no one can down the call if I'm not the one who does that. Everyone around me knows that.

I gave him a look from head to toe. Big and heavy eye glasses, chinky eyes and skinny.

Obviously, not my type

"Tell me about yourself "I leaned on my swivel chair after I sighed. He's the last applicant but I can't still choose. They don't have the characteristics that I want.

Out of hundred applicants, half of it has an age of 18 years old, undergraduate college.

He bit his lip and look down at my luxury floor.

"What? You don't know yourself?" I uttered in annoyance. The panic in his eyes instantly registered that causes his hand started shaking.

I took a glance at his application form and my instinct was right. He's only 18 years old, too young to be my fling. I started counting numbers from one in my head.

"Gerald Williams,18 years old, Child of Bernadette Williams and Rudolf Williams, Have two siblings, one girl, and one boy. Can play sports and have a dedication on work and a hard-working employee"

eight, nine...ten

"Whatever. just answer me.."I diverted my eyes on him and turned my gazes at his face.

He looks so innocent

That thought made me irritated more. I peek at his body that brought him to feel uneasy, psh too innocent.

"Are you good in bed? I mean, Can you give me pleasure? "I seductively uttered that made him stunned. I breathes heavily and leaned on my swivel chair again.

Really?!

"I-I thought this c-company is h-hiring for a s-secretary?" I open my eyes and look directly at him. And in one swift move, I'm already holding his necktie so he can get closer.

"Yes and one of the requirements is good in bed" I whisper and he stands up instantly with shaking hands. I gesture him to get his application form.

"Get out" I coldly mumble and open my laptop. I think this is a waste of time. I let out a heavy sighed and face up the innocent boy when I sense that he's still not leaving. He keeps glancing at the floor and looks so scared. I look away.

A person that weak will never taste the victory of life. He should change himself.

"I-I'm s-sorry but I-I'm not going to pass to your c-condition" His voice is stuttering and can't look at me directly.

"I said get out" I look at my laptop again and start to type something there. I don't have any other choice.

I hear the door open signs that he leaves already.

I dialed a number on the telephone and it answered instantly.

"Give me the applicants from your place "I put down the call and look at my papers. I'm not yet starting but I got so stressed already. I only want to hire a city boy.

Not a province boy.

Or anyone from the province but I don't have a choice. I still need a secretary.

I heard my personal assistant's voice outside while knocking on the door.

"Get in"

"You have a meeting with the board members after lunch, Ms. Selveria" I stop signing and look at my laptop. I almost forgot about the meeting.

"You can leave now" I sighed and look at her when she's still here in front of me.

She looks idiot standing there.

"What? Don't you have a plan to leave my office?" I sarcastically let out and she shook her head.

"Your new secretary is already on the way, he's from the province that's why.."I face her up and look at directly in her eyes.

"not yet" I uttered in a sarcastic voice.

"I- mean u-uh yes you're r-right, Ms. S-Selveria"

I let out a sigh and gesture her to leave. She nodded and was about to walk out when she stopped again.

"M-Ms. S-selveria?"

"What now?"

"Your new secretary-I m-mean Mr. Sandoval says that he will arrive in Manila after lunch" She mumbled as fast as she can that's why my brows furrowed. I look at her when she's about to close the door.

"Wait-what? Mr. Sandoval? Am I right?" She nodded that made me stunned.

His last name is so familiar. I gesture her to close the door. Maybe he's not that, hopefully, but if I'm not mistaken-

I grinned

I didn't realize the time because I got so busy with the papers that I need to sign. Tsk.

I can't go for a bar-hopping, means no boys.

That thought made me annoyed. I try to focus again and got distracted when the door opens.

"Ms. Selveria, Am I going to order food for your lunch? You still have one hour before the board meeting starts" The angelic voice of my assistant filled inside of my office. She still seems nervous even she's working on me for a long time.

"Yes thank you" not looking at her I answered.

I'm typing something when someone knock on the door, I know it's Patty that's why I let her in. In my peripheral vision, she put the food on my coffee table. I gesture her to go out and she even reminded me to eat. I continue in what I'm doing when she leaves the room

The time is running and I didn't even realize that. I stand up after Patty reminds me that the board meeting will start any minute now. I sigh and look at my food, untouched

I will just eat later.

I put my limited edition red lipstick from Paris that looks perfect on me. I retouch my face before I spray my favorite brand of perfume.

It just got arrived last week and I ordered it from London.

They all keep quiet when I arrived wearing my fierce look, no one dared to look at me directly.

"Good afternoon, Ms. Selveria" I raised a brow when they greeted me without even looking at me.

What's wrong with these people?

"It's rude to greet me looking at the table. Am I look like a table?" I sarcastically said and they all glance at me instantly but it's only a second and they look away again.

"Let's start" I sit in my seat and look at the girl who's going to present. I gesture her to start and she followed me nervously. While in the middle of the discussions My brows furrowed and look at the presentation seriously.

"Wait. The other one is useless. Make it simple but useful. Make sure that the company can earn profit from that. C'mon people, you all know me. Direct it to the point I wanted to hear the proposal and didn't ask you to tell a story" I uttered emphasizing every word that letting out in my mouth. Some of them chuckle at what I said, it just stops when I glance at them.

I look at them and stand up.

"Let's end this for now. I still have an appointment.."And then I look at the girl who's presenting.

"And next time make sure not to waste my time" I added and walk out confidently. I heard their whispers blaming each other but I didn't mind it.

"Ms. Selveria, the applicant is waiting for you inside" Patty reminded me before I hold the doorknob. I open the door and all I can see is the broad shoulder of a man because I'm facing his back.

I fake a cough to get his attention. I confidently walk to my swivel chair and looks like I model. I turned my gazes to the man. I took a glance at him from his body up to his face but the thing that gets my attention is his eyes.

Do his eyes look gray mixed with sky blue?

This man seems so perfect. The man last night that I encountered is nothing compared to this man who's in front of me.He put his application form on my desk but instead of looking at it. I remain looking at him.

I'm right.

I leaned on the swivel chair while my arms are on my chest. I grinned and bit my lip, not bad. I don't care if he's innocent or not but he passed on my high standards.

"You're passed" I mumbled that made him surprised. I watch his actions while I'm leaning on the swivel chair.

I don't care if he's from the province or not. All that I'm just thinking is him.

I expect him to make mine. I said in my thoughts before I flashed a devilish smile.

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“Will you imagine that a high-class lady, Intelligent and glamorous woman will be a mistress? She loathes a cheater and a prevaricator but there's barely one man who captured her attention. A man that she encountered when she's employing a secretary, She's biting her lip while glimpsing at the man. Not recognizing that It's married already. She's not yet reading the application form she leaned on her swivel chair and crossed her arm. "You're passed" Is that because he caught her attention or it's one of her plans? She wants to challenge herself and it's giving her a thrilling day by day. But what if one day she heard these words. "You're mine, only mine, Hailey"He uttered that made her world rock. Will she be ready for being a mistress? "Yes touch me... touch me, Sandoval'”
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Chapter 1 Hiring A Male Secretary

07/07/2021

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Chapter 2 Innocent Province Guy!

08/07/2021

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Chapter 3 Confusion

09/07/2021

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Chapter 4 Missing him

10/07/2021

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Chapter 5 Disappointment

11/07/2021

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Chapter 6 She's back!

13/07/2021

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Chapter 7 Real Queen

13/07/2021

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Chapter 8 Her Dark Past

15/07/2021

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Chapter 9 Behind Her Mask

16/07/2021

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Chapter 10 Bella, My Daughter

17/07/2021

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Chapter 11 Finally, You Showed Up

18/07/2021

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Chapter 12 Threatened

19/07/2021

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Chapter 13 Temptation

20/07/2021

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Chapter 14 Her Annoyance As My Satisfaction

21/07/2021

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Chapter 15 Past and Present

22/07/2021

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Chapter 16 I got you

24/07/2021

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Chapter 17 Hide and Seek

25/07/2021

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Chapter 18 Scandal

25/07/2021

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Chapter 19 DNA

29/07/2021

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Chapter 20 DNA Result

01/08/2021

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Chapter 21 Under The Rain

16/08/2021