Pussy-whipped


    ENTRY 4.2


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    “Dude, you’re pussy-whipped,” Drake uttered when Eliza left the office.


    Adam shot a re at him. “What do you need? Be sure that it’s important or else—”


    “Come on, let’s talk about your temper first,” Drake asserted and crossed his legs as he leaned on


    his seat.


    “Work is important—”


    “Yet you’re pleasuring woman earlier?” Drake asked and arched his brow as a sly smirk formed on


    his lips.


    “Just get straight to the point and state your business, Drake,” Adam asserted as he pinched the


    bridge of his nose, trying to divert the thoughts about his secretary.


    “Eliza is our ss Cum Laude, yet she chooses to work for you?” Drake started, still, his thoughts


    are all about Adam’s secretary. “She’s the daughter of your parents’ butler—”


    “Drake…”


    “You like her—scratch that, you love her, but she doesn’t want you,” Drake let out a disturbing


    chuckle, “you sure can get all the woman you wanted—women kneeled and beg in front of you, but


    the woman you wanted the most, doesn’t like you—”


    “Enough!” Adam’s eyes lit in anger as he mmed the table and reached for Drake’s cor, and


    pulled him closer to his side. “Are you going to stop with it or—”


    “If you want to have her, you need to start changing—stopped fucking every woman,” Drake


    continues despite the tension that is growing between them.


    Adam let go of his grip and pushed him away as he turned his back and looked past through the


    ss wall.


    “She knew you too well—”


    “Eliza is my best friend,” Adam interrupted. “I respect her. I tried, okay,” he looked at Drake, “I tried


    to confess—she knew that I like her—that I want her, but she doesn’t like me. Fuck!” Adam cursed


    and wiped his face with his palm.


    “So, you still fucking every woman—”


    “They want me to touch them, and I am just a man who can’t resist the temptation, and it’s the only


    way that I knew to divert my thoughts and feelings away from Eliza. Dan, you don’t know how much


    effort I exerted just to restrain myself from touching her,” Adam uttered as he put his hand on his


    table and leaned over. His breath became rapid.


    Drake sighed. “All right. Let’s drop it down. But as a friend, and wanted to give a piece of advice,


    you should stop flirting and fucking women. With the changes, who knows? Eliza will like you,” he


    said.


    “Anyway, I’m here because the materials that you ordered will be dyed. It’s not a fault on my


    side. It’s from the supplier overseas,” Drake continued.


    Adam frowned. “You can just tell that to me on the phone,” he said.


    A sly smirk crept into Drake’s lips. “Well,” he stood up, “I want to see Eliza,” he added, which made


    Adam’s forehead crease.


    “You also knew that I like your secretary, right? And we already went for dinner once. So, I’m going


    to ask her again—”


    “Don’t you fucking dare, Drake Sullivan!” Adam asserted, pissed.


    “What?” Drake shrugs. “If she wants to, then why not?”


    Adam smirked. “Sure. Try to ask her now,” he said when an idea came across his mind.


    Drake smiled. “Thanks, dude,” he replied sarcastically. He shook his head. He was just teasing


    Adam. But Eliza indeed went for dinner with him, but he didn’t consider it as a date since Eliza just


    wanted to talk to him about Adam’s behavior—Adam, who’s a womanizer.


    Eliza told him that she was having a hard time handling whores that always came during their


    working hours at the firm.


    “Also, avoid bringing women here, dude. Eliza dislikes it,” Drake added and walked towards the


    door.


    “Damn it!” Adam cursed while he sat on the swivel chair. He heaved a deep sigh and grabbed the


    telephone, and called Eliza.


    ELIZA arranged the documents that needed Adam’s signature and the papers he had already


    signed when the white telephone rang. It’s the telephone that is connected to the CEO’s office.


    “Yes,” she answered.


    “Come over and bring the documents that I need to sign,” he said and dropped the call, which made


    her sigh and shook her head.


    Adam is always like that. Ever since he confessed his love to her five years ago, he became a little


    bit rude to her, but she still feels that he cares. It’s not that she’s being picky, but Adam is way too


    high for her. She knew that the Cauffman family treated them well since her mother worked for them


    for years, but she knew her ce.


    She likes Adam—he’s not hard to be like. He’s handsome and intelligent. However, her mind


    thought that they couldn’t be together. Adam deserves someone that is the same wealth as him. Not


    her.


    Geez, Eliza stopped the drama, her inner self shouted.


    She grabbed the documents and hugged them on her chest as she walked her way to the CEO’s


    office. She pushed the door and saw Adam, who was staring at her. She sighed. There he goes


    again. Why can’t he just stop looking at her that way?


    “Here,” she said and ced all the documents on his desk.


    Adam frowned when he took a glimpse at Eliza’s chest when she leaned down.


    “Where’s your coat?” he asked.


    Eliza arched her brow. “Oh—I’m sorry, I forgot to put it back,” she uttered.


    “And you’re like that when I have male clients?” he asked.


    Eliza’s forehead creased. “Don’t tell me you have a problem with it?”


    Adam stood up and walked towards her. He stopped an inch away from her, which made Eliza look


    up to meet his eyes.


    “What if I am?”


    Eliza arched her brow. “Come on, Adam. You can go out and fuck other women but don’t hit


    yourself on me,” she said, and her eyes widened when she realized that she used inappropriate


    words.


    Adam walked closer again, which made her step backward but suddenly, her left foot tripped on the


    leg of the chair and was about to fall when Adam grabbed her hand and pulled her closer to him,


    which made her bump into his hard chest.


    She felt a little bit awkward with their position and was about to let go when Adam enveloped his


    hands on her—hugging her.


    “Adam…” she whispered.


    “Why can’t you just love me, I promise, I will stop seeing other women,” he uttered as he tightened


    his grip.


    Eliza closed her eyes and sighed as she pushed him away. Adam let go of her, and their eyes met.


    “Eliza…” he mumbled.


    However, Eliza shook her head. “We can’t—”


    “Why? I love you—and I could feel that you seem to like me—”


    “I don’t like you, Adam. We’re just friends. And let’s stay like that. But if you keep on insisting, I will


    resign and find a newpany,” she asserted.


    Pain crossed Adam’s eyes when he heard about it. But he diverted it immediately and let out a sly


    smirk on his lips. “Really? You’re going to leave me?” he asked.


    Eliza arched her brow. “I will if you will keep on—Adam!” she screamed when Adam carried her on


    the waist and let her sit on his table and pinned his hand on her sides.


    Adam leaned over, which made her bend backward. “Adam…” she warned, but Adam just grinned.


    “I swear I’m gonna punch you—” she didn’t finish her words when Adam pressed his lips into hers.


    The sudden kiss sent shock all over Eliza’s body, which made her adrenaline to p Adam’s face


    and pushed him away.


    “How dare you—”


    “Eliza… I love you—”


    “I told you that I don’t share the same feelings with you, Adam!” she shouted and went down from


    the table.


    Adam’s heart started to thump swifter.


    “El—”


    “Stop it, Adam. If you will gonna do this one more time, I’m gonna leave you!” she eximed and


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