Classic Novel
Chapter 36
Chapter 36
Aiden’s pov
“Mr. Xavier are you leaving now?” Noel asked behind her desk with a sultry smile.
My eyes fall to her lips and I cringe. Those felt like a vacuum around my cock and it didn’t feel that
great.
Having her suck me off earlier was a huge mistake. And not only that, she hadn’t quite helped me
forget about, her. I refuse to say her name.
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I gave her a curt nod.
I was leaving earlier than I usually did but I was itching to have a bath after Noel had her lips around
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“Do you want me to come with you so we can finish what we star
She starts to purr but I cut her off coldy while walking away. “No.”
When I entered the elevator and turned around, before the doors slid closed, I caught a glimpse of her
shocked and humiliated face.
Great. I had just made things awkward. I should perhaps consider looking for a new secre tary now.
Arriving on the first floor, everyone scurried out of my way. I pushed my hands into the front pockets of
my pants as I walk to the entrance door with authority in my every step.
Mitch should be here already.
“Mr. Xavier,” A woman purred when I passed beside her. Dressed in a red blouse with a tight skirt, I
recognize her instantly as Bernard’s personal assistant.
I ignored her and watch her face crumble in humiliation as mostly everyone saw how I ig nored her. I
don’t feel bad. Why would I feel bad for a woman I barely knew?
I made my way to the entrance, nodding and the security stationed there. “Boss.” They nod ded.
A huge black SUV stops just a few feet away from the entrance. I entered and Mitch, my chauffeur
greets me. “Penthouse in Manhattan or Alpine? Or are you going to your mansion in Brookville?” He
asked me while looking at me through the rearview mirror.
“Penthouse in Manhattan,” I said and pulled out my phone in my pocket.
“Yes sir,” Mitch answered and started the car.
It was so weird hearing him call me sir when he was only six years my senior.
I scrolled through my messages when the rain started pouring. I looked out the window and then
returned to my phone when the car comes to an abrupt halt suddenly.
Tjerk a bit, confused yet irritated by the sudden stop.
I am about to ask Mitch what the problem was when my eyes spot the old car in front of us.
I narrowed my eyes at the old car.
Mitch blares the horn but the car doesn’t move.
I clenched my teeth.
What the hell is the reason for this hold-up?
This piece of shit is lucky that it’s raining cats and dogs at the moment or else I would’ve stormed over
there and make them pay for wasting my time.
But then as I continue to curse at the driver inwardly, my eyes finally adjust enough to see the wisp of
blonde hair.
My heart slams. Is that the mysterious woman in the elevator?