Playboy's Failure: Falling In Love With His Secretary

Declan wishes he could punch himself in the face. He wishes to inflict pain on himself as a result of what he did to Margaux, as he frequently does to seduce women.

However, he admitted that whenever he sees the girl, his earthly body comes to life.

Every time he hears Margaux's little moan, he gets a strange feeling.

What is he thinking now?

What has changed in him, and does he seem to see Margaux as a woman now, rather than a baby that he used to looked at her before?

What does he have, and why does he appear to go insane when he thinks about the girl?

Is he already swayed by its enticement? Will he be influenced by Margaux's beauty?

He didn't know, and he didn't need to.

Declan leaned against the nearest wall, then closed his eyes and looked up at the ceiling. His mind wandered freely to the shape of the girl's body while his hands were in his pockets.

It simply cannot be. No!

"S-sir, Declan? Are you okay?" A voice came in and asked, opening his eyes and turning to Conrad when he heard the voice.

The steward cocked his brow, concerned. Declan shifted his weight before speaking, then turned to face Conrad.

"I'm fine, Conrad," he replied, but the opposite did not seem to persuade him.

"Are you certain that you saw Margaux walk out of my office?" he simply inquired.

"Yeah, she was even in a hurry, what the—" After a while, Conrad came to a halt, his lips forming a 'O'.

"—You did the..."

"No! nothing," he said emphatically, and Conrad never asked again.

Then Conrad spoke for a few seconds.

"All right, sir. I'm leaving you here because I still need to take care of something important," Conrad informed him, and he simply nodded.

Even before Conrad could flee, he caught Conrad's attention again, causing him to turn over as steward once more.

He sighed before asking. I was wondering if he had ordered an improvement for what he was going to ask.

"The woman that night, do you have a lead on that woman's identity?" In addition to his friends Lucifer and Tanner, he instructs Conrad to find out the identity of the woman he went to Muchàs Gràcias with the night before.

"I'm sorry, sir. I'm having trouble determining the identity of that woman because, instead of wearing a mask, the area where you were is also dark," he replied, causing Declan to let out another violent sigh.

Declan nodded as he said, "All right, thanks; you can leave now, Conrad."

"I will notify you sir as soon as there is an improvement, and I have also asked my friends to assist me in resolving these issues."

Declan gave a tired nod before motioning for Conrad to leave.

When the steward was no longer visible to him. Declan quickly took his cellphone from his pocket and dialed his friend Lucifer's number.

"What is it now, Dec? I haven't found the lead yet; I will call you as soon as I find it."

"Let's drink tonight, and tell Tanner to do a one-on-one with the three of us at the disco bar," he said. On the other end of the phone line, Lucifer laughed.

"Before that, that was new to my ears; I'm used to you introducing the identity of that woman as the first thing you say when you call; what's different now and then?"

What exactly is the case?

Aside from being perplexed as to why he had always had Margaux in his mind, he remembered the foolishness that woman had done to him that night.

He realized he was on his way back to his office after some time. For the time being, Declan was unable to communicate with Lucifer via phone.

He was still a little stunned and turned his gaze to the area closest to his swivel chair when he imagined the sensual interaction between the two of them and the girl Margaux earlier.

He closed his eyes after a while. No! He was unaffected. He doesn't feel anything, and nothing strange rises in his body when he sees or even touches Margaux. There is none.

Will he, however, continue to deceive himself? Declan knows what it's like to be attractive with a woman, and he might be stupid if he broke the promise he made to himself.

Later, his phone rang, and he answered it right away because Tanner was registered with his caller ID.

"So, where are you? My twin and I are already at the Muchàs Gràcias disco bar."

Declan was speaking to a friend as he walked out of his office slowly. He only realized he was still dressed in a business suit at that point.

"Fuck!"

"Oh, Declan, what's the matter with you? Do you remember that woman's face?"

Out of stupidity, he slapped his brow.

"I forgot to bring my spare clothes with me—"

"Is that still a problem? Come on, you're still handsome even in business attire," his friend said, before hearing Tanner laugh on the other end of the phone.

"It would be really okay, Tan 'if I'm comfortable, but I'm not," Declan responded, his left eyebrow raised and he couldn't walk in front of his car any longer.

"Here's the thing, don't you still have a secretary? Why don't you call him instead and tell him to go home first so you can get dressed—"

"She isn't a he; she is a she, and Margaux had no idea where my house was."

"Oh! Are you now accepting a female secretary? Why is that Declan — oh shit! Fuck! Is the Margaux you're referring to, the beautiful woman you turned down the grand proposal back then?"

"Yeah!" He responded quickly.

"Oh my goodness!" Tanner exclaimed at the end of the line.

Tanner and Lucifer were aware of what he had done to Margaux while in college. And his friends understand why he did it.

"You've already met, so why don't you invite her to Muchàs Gràcias tonight, Declan? I'm sure she'll be delighted—"

"No!"

"What do you mean by that in your response, we just want to see her again right? Or what! Is Margaux still have a curvy body and not... a young baby?" He laughed, but Declan's vision darkened.

"Perhaps there are still a lot of men chasing after Margaux Anson's beauty, so can I have sex with her instead—"

"Fuck you Tanner, fuck you!" Declan yelled, cutting the phone line.

He also clenched his fists, as if he wanted to kick.

Tanner has no right to do so... and no one else is able... shit! Declan's thoughts caught him off guard.

He also stepped aside for a moment to examine his reflection in the car window.

"Fuck!! I'm a messed up," he yanked at his hair, frustrated.

Only to discover that he was dialing Margaux's phone number.

He had the girl's phone number because he got it from the resume posted there. Declan has no idea why he did it on purpose so long as...

When he heard her voice on the other end of the line, Declan closed his eyes and said, "Hello, who is this?"

"M-Margaux," he softly whispered its name, then heard Margaux's excruciating reaction when she heard his voice.

"D-Declan?"

"Y-yeah, I am; could you—"

"What do you require then?" He only realized he was smiling when he heard the woman's steady voice again.

MARGAUX'S chest trembled as she heard Declan, her boss, on the other end of the phone call.

What the young man did in his office remains vivid in her mind to this day.

When Margaux thinks about it again, she seems to want to hurt herself because she was drifting in the heat of her body as a result of what the young man did that Declan caressed her, as if he owned her.

She then let out a loud sigh.

"What are you looking for?" she inquired. Her tone of voice reflects her irritation. However, the other line simply went silent, which irritated her once more.

Is Declan teasing her once more this time?

Or perhaps she should say,

"Please meet me in the parking lot of my workplace right now."

"And why would I do that?" the other line fell silent again.

"That's an order, and I, your boss, expect you to follow it."

"I don't want to; you handle it with yourself—"

"If you don't come here for the seconds I've set aside for your arrival, I'll go to your house myseld!"

"W-what are you talking about? You can't do that, can you?"

"Why not, Margaux? I certainly have the ability to do whatever I want."

Margaux simply slapped her forehead in response to the man's annoyance. Declan couldn't have blackmailed her.

She also refuses to allow her father to see Declan for fear of receiving another resounding speech from her father here.

Margaux's father has not yet returned home, but he may do so unexpectedly and notice that Declan and she are the only two in the house.

But, in the end, Margaux granted her wishes.

And it's up to Declan Heisenberg to be moldy and waiting for her. It didn't say exactly what he expected of her, and Margaux was already thinking that Declan might do worse inside the man's office.

Her cellphone rang again as she was about to lay down on the bed. Margaux was irritated even more when she saw Declan calling her again.

"Can you tell me what you're looking for—"

"I'm on my way to your house and I am now driving in my car—"

"Ah, stupid! Don't leave, I'll come to you."

"OK, talk to you soon. I'll be waiting for you. I'm just in the parking lot — oh, would you mind if I came over to pick you up—"

"Don't, okay? I'll be the one to come to you, huh? Why are you so stubborn?" Margaux quickly went to the dresser to get dressed while Declan remained on the phone.

She wears what she touches first.

"I'm going to end this call now, bye."

"Could you please keep in contact with me even if you're taking a taxi?"

Margaux creased her brow.

"Why? Are you going to insult me again, you animal?"

"Okay, drop your phone now; I'll be waiting for you here; just please hurry," Declan said, declaring his cellphone dead at the same time.

Maragux, on the other hand, only raised her brow slightly in response to the man's rudeness.

Didn't Declan say she'd just keep her connection with the young man first?

But why does it seem like he's still so hot that he'll be killed if she calls?

She didn't even think about it and just kept walking out of the household subdivision.

Margaux flagged down a taxi and immediately informed the driver of the address where she would be delivering.

After a few moments, they arrived at Declan's company's parking lot. She was even perplexed as to why it was still open at nine o'clock at night.

"This is what I paid for," Margaux said to the taxi driver as the vehicle was backed up and driven out of the building.

Margaux was greeted by the dark ambiance as soon as the taxi left her. Her knees began to shake as a result of her nervousness.

She was also unable to open her mouth or even stand on her own because she was terrified. Margaux is afraid of any place where she will meet only pure darkness because she has a phobia there.

Shee felt as if something would suddenly pull her away and eat her alive in connection with the darkness she was so afraid of.

"Lights, please! I-I n-need lights," Margaux said, her mouth trembling. She also had no idea why her body had suddenly turned cold.

And Maragux was certain it was due to her extreme fear and nervousness.

"D-Declan..." she sobbed three times as she whispered its name.

Then, all of a sudden, someone touched her arm, rendering Margaux paralyzed, and she barely grabbed his arm while her head was submerged in his massive chest.

She was sobbing and didn't care what anyone said because all she wanted to do was hug to anyone who was with her even though he/she is a total stranger to her.

Only to discover that Declan's perfume soothed her nostrils because she was so at ease, especially because she was with someone.

But then Margaux felt his touch on her wrist again, only this time to release her body, which was clinging to Declan's.

"N-no, no! D-don't leave m-me pl-please. D-Declan don't l-leave me alone here," Margaux clung to Declan's body even tighter and tighter, closing her eyes because she didn't want to see a creature with such an ugly face.

"L-lights! Lights! I-I need lights." She is still weak. She just felt the warm arms hugging her back as if she felt it was protecting her.

"All right! I'm not going to leave you here," it finally said, but then a light came on, and Margaux hurriedly moved away from Declan's body.

Maragux even pushed him a little bit.

"Was that all? When you made me hug you, you just pushed me—"

"What do you require, Declan? Please let me know so that I can return home."

"But first, hug me again—"

She simply yelled in front of Declan's face, which caused the young man to laugh before becoming serious.

"I would appreciate it if you could accompany me in Muchàs Gràcias."

"What do you mean, Muchàs?"

Declan said it again: "Muchàs Gràcias."

Margaux, on the other hand, had no idea where that was. Declan interrupted her as she was about to say something.

"I need someone to drive me home; I'll just have a drink there; and you, as my secretary, have no choice but to obey my command; you have no right to complain because you are now sealed."