Snare of Love

The design in Matthew’s office was very modern and simplistic. The colours scheme was one of minimalism which brought out his maturity and all-encompassing empathy. On one side, there was a French window which allowed generous amount of sunlight to pour into the office.

If one were to stand in front of the window, one would be able to take in the view of the whole city.

Matthew was busy scanning some documents. He didn’t even raise his head in response to a visitor.

Dolores stood in front of his desk and she then held the translated document out for him to see.

Matthew didn’t accept it. He simply said, “Put that on the table.”

Dolores then placed the documents on his desk before attempting to broach the topic of bringing him along back home.

However, she was struggling to say anything.

Should she just say, “Mr. Nelson, can you come with me back to my home for a while?”

She was sure that she would get rejected on the spot instantly.

Matthew probably thought that the visitor was Helen as he implored, “What’s the matter?”

He flipped the document while still keeping his head low. His eyes never averted from the documents.

“Mr. Nelson, I want to ask you for a favour.” Dolores finally mustered enough courage.

As if he finally noticed a different voice that didn’t sound like Helen, he looked up and saw Dolores standing hesitantly in front of his desk.

Dolores hastily forced a smile on her face as she greeted him, “Mr. Nelson.”

At the sight of her, there was a flash of something shiny in her eyes, but it was very fleeting.

Her appearance in his office was something that he probably never taken into account.

Matthew closed the file while leaning backwards onto his chair. His gaze was slowly scanning her face all the way to her feet. He was studying her with utmost care without missing any of her extraneous features.

“You have a favour to ask from me?”

Dolores tried to avoid meeting his mocking gaze, “Mr. Nelson, didn’t you realize that I have been plagued by trouble lately because of you?”

“Oh?” Matthew was surprised about what she had actually said.

Dolores clenched her fists to calm herself down as she continued, “Helen has been making life difficult for me in the company and I think you know that very well, Mr. Nelson. Yesterday, my life was even in danger, and it was all because of my current identity as your wife. Therefore, by considering my safety, can you come along with me back home for this once?”

was cupping his forehead while rubbing his temples slightly. He didn’t

stand rooted to the spot as her heart

the Flores family for once?” Dolores

very hoarse and soft,

just directly

being

but after turning this idea around in her head for a while, she still thought that she was being a little inappropriate. As she continued to wrack her brain, her gaze fell on his movements.

She went past his desk

hand and shut his eyes, as if granting her

have any prior experience about massaging, so she just tried to press on his temples lightly.

touched his skin, she felt his body become

little uncomfortable; hence she

voice answered her with

this exact amount of strength. His skin was devoid of excess fat and was very elastic. From her perspective now, she could take in his well-sculpted face that included

such a sight. She ventured again, “I don’t mean anything more by asking you to accompany me back home. It is just a

was clear that he didn’t believe her words. He replied in a

heart jump up into her throat. It seemed that

come clean, “I want to display our ‘mutual affection’ in front of Randolph so that I can get back what used to belong to me from him. With that in mind, Mr.

she added, “Mr. Nelson, I was almost scalded by hot water today. If it was not because of your girlfriend thinking too highly

have agreed on a price for my labour. However, you never pay me yet. I have spent the whole night doing that, but now I’m not asking

her, “If that’s what you really

Mr.

there was someone knocking on the door before Dolores

up as she abruptly removed

saying anything.

fingers around. Her palms were soaked with cold sweat at

some of Matthew’s influence, she would never flatter

have anyone backing her all the while, so she could only employ the services of her “husband” in order to retrieve

office with some documents in her hands. When she caught sight of Dolores, her brows knitted slightly and just as she was about to ask about her presence, Matthew asked, “What’s the

your signature for this document.” Helen put

it. He didn’t forget to ask Dolores to leave, “You’re not needed here at the moment. You

her

slap Dolores so much. Was

Dolores could never

“Matthew, she...”

something for me. Is there anything wrong with that?” His

were no traces of him lying at all just by