18/08/2026
My Boss........
...........One Night Stand😩❤️🩹
{.....Mistake at First.....}
✍️Written by Eniola writes ✍️
🦋 Chapter 86🦋
‼️DO NOT PLAGIARISE‼️
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Drop your comments dear readers, it motivates me hehe.
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NEXT DAY*
Melinda got to the office earlier than usual.
She had no work assigned to her to do, but took it upon herself to arrive. As if there was an award she was going to receive for it.
She placed her bag gently on her table, slumping down to the chair. Her buttocks landed on the chair with a hit.
"Thank God, Dad has gone back" she breathed "No more spilling of lies"
However, something kept on bothering her, those documents she saw.
"Have I been too harsh? F**k it" She stood up going towards the drawer again, as if trying to relive the moment.
She was an inch closer and about to crouch when the door opened.
She averted her gaze from the drawer to the door. Right there standing with his hands in his pocket, his suit correctly tailored was Frederick.
His eyes lands on her and then to the drawer beside her.
"What are you doing over there?" His voice came out, dangling between cold and soft at the same time.
"Uhm..I...wass...are" She stammered "Nothing. I just found the drawer there. I was about checking it"
"Did you check its content?" He narrowed his eyes at her, now moving closer.
His cologne hits her nostrils as he was now close to her. She could feel his heat, and her body tweaked.
Her hair got stuck in her mouth. She reached out to it, so she could talk but Frederick was faster. His hands grazed her lips slowly as he pushed the hair away.
She looked at his face, noticing how he looked pale. His eyeballs were now slight yellowish in color.
"Thanks" she muttered, taking three steps backward from him.
He turned his back on her "You are not to open that drawer" He said before heading to his swivel chair.
She wrinkled her nose, her inner mind doing the speaking "I already did"
"Where is the summary of the report?"
Frederick's voice finally came after some minutes of silence between them.
"I will bring it to you sir" she stood, gathering the documents and sauntered towards him.
"This is it"
He flipped the pages, gave a slight nod and looked back at her.
"Good job. You are doing well" He smiled "See, You couldn't have done it better without me"
"Frederick, praising without putting anything additional won't hurt. Would it?" She spoke, folding her hands across her chest.
"This should be more detailed" He said handing over the document to her.
She collected it and walked back to her seat, throwing him a hateful glance.
Frederick's gaze couldn't also leave her, he monitored her throughout. But the aching feeling still spread across his chest, as he looked at her.
He still wasn't well, but was hell bent-on coming even after the doctor told him not to. He wanted to see her face.
Suddenly, the telecom rang on Frederick's table.
He gestured to Melinda to pick it up.
"Don't forget you work under me" He asserted.
Moving to where the telecom was, she held it to her ears "Is this true? Oh my gosh! I'm coming right away"
Excitement evident in her voice, as she jumped up multiple times without her even realising.
Frederick's eyes shot up as he watched her even with his tired yellowish eyes.
She was about dashing out when he held her by her cloth.
"He is here? I just heard his voice. It is him"
"I love the fact you are happy. But who is he?"
"Ryker!" She screamed still full of excitement "I heard his voice. This is real I need to go"
She got off his grip and bolted out the door.
"Ryker? Who is Ryker? Sounds like a masculine name to me" He flicked his lips across his teeth.
"Why was she that happy to hear of someone? But me? I haven't ever gotten that kind of excitement from her before. Well we just met normally" He paused.
"I can't just stay here" He hastened his steps as he used the elevator right to the last floor. His heart thumped so hard.
There he saw her, holding up the stranger's face in her hands. Still squeaking in excitement and jumping up on her feet.
The stranger bent and placed a kiss on her forehead.
"I waited for you Melinda. I did" He drew her into a warm hug. He made sure not to hold her tight, so the incident where she fainted at the club back then won't repeat itself.
Frederick heard them say this, his jaw thickening and a muscle tweaking from the side of his face.
The secretary greeted him, but he didn't pay attention to her.
"Ryker" she called his name, confirming if it was really him and she got the confirmation"You can walk now. I can't believe this. I am sorry you had to go through that, because of me. You almost lost your leg" she stopped to catch her breathe " I am so sorry i didnt come on time to check up on you" Her hand flew to her mouth in awe.
"Yes, I can walk now"
"When I got to the hospital immediately, I was told you went to look for me. What were you thinking?" she shook his nose slightly, breaking the hug a little.
He chuckled " I...uh...you know just wanted to see you myself. I just couldn't sit back Melinda"
The secretary tried tapping the table to get their attention, but the two long-lost, but now found friends were so engulfed and engrossed with seeing each other.
Frederick sauntered towards Melinda and pulled her to the side.Her words were stuck in her mouth.
Ryker's eyebrow furrowed. He had just met Melinda and now she is being taken away from him.
"Sir, I would advise you not to go. He is the boss" The receptionist said.
Ryker bit his lips as he watched as Melinda was taken away from his sight.
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The door slammed shut behind them.
Frederick had dragged Melinda to the screening room.
His eyes held emotions that were contradicting
"Who is he to you?"
"Is that why you dragged me all the way here? To ask a question. I was in the middle of a conversation" she cuts him brief.
He sweeped his hair backward "Just answer the damn question" His fist flew to the wall giving it a crack.
Blood pooled from his fist.
"He is my friend. You are bleeding" she shouted.
"Are you sure? Now I'm bleeding?" He moved back to her clasping his hands in hers.
He raised her hands up, cupping his face.
"You haven't touched my face this way. You didn't send me a message when you heard I was sick" His eyes stared into hers, as if in search for answers.
She removed her hand and turned her face sidewards"I get to decide who I do it for" she spat.
"What do I need to do to get you on my side. I f**king need you" His eyes shook
And as he said those words, his body trembled.
Her eyes widened as she looked at him"You are still sick. You are running temperature"
She moved the back of her palm to his neck, but he grabbed her hand tossing it away "Don't touch me"
"Not like I wanted to" she spun running out of the screening room.
Frederick felt something shattered inside of him.
With the little strength he had in him he gathered himself walking out the door.
He met them (Melinda and Ryker) still talking and smiling. His gaze lingered on Ryker and then to Melinda before he walked off.
The receptionist tried to help but he pushed her away.
He got outside the building, into his car speeding off.
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COLT'S RESIDENCE*
C**t and Mirah had just come back from a cinema. They went to have fun as usual.
On their way back, they also did some shopping. It was sponsored by C**t.
He started his online business, where he coached people on creating animated videos.
It had always been his passion, but the work at Grey's Coffee shop limited him.
"Babe, help me with this" She shoved the bags to him.
She rushed to the bathroom to ease herself. She needed to excrete.
"It is weird Annie hasn't messaged me for days" she muttered as she washed her hands.
She used the towel to dab her hands and then walked out.
The doorbell rang.
C**t wanted to get the door, but Mirah insisted "No, let me get it"
Her hands got to the door k**b, he twisted it and it revealed Annie.
"Annie!" She exclaimed.
"Hi" Annie flashed a sly smile. She saw C**t behind Mirah, but she ignored him.
"You didn’t text me for days. Is this visit to cover up?" Mirah jiggled, as she teased her.
"You told me not to" Annie spoke.
" I did? Why would I—?"
Mirah trailed off turning her back to look at C**t.
TBC🎀
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