Marco’s Virgin Captive

Chapter Two

“Yes.”

She could talk about work, she could answer any questions he might have, but she was unsettled by a dark, brooding sensuality she hadn’t expected, and when she spoke her voice was squirmy and nervous. “I’ve been working on the legal side of the deal earmarking all the details to a program that will enable instant access to whatever is required without having to sift through ream of files for documentation. I hope there is no problem. In fact I’m running ahead of schedule, and I’ll be honest with you Mr Dandolo, this is one of the most inciting and compact projects I’ve ever worked on. It’s really taxing.”

She cleared her throat and pasted a small smile to her lips, which was met with a blaring silence, and her already jittery nerves where on high alert, unconsciously she rubbed her neck. Dark eyes fringed with inky dark lashes, pierced through the thin veneer of her self-confidence leaving her breathless.

Marco leaned at his desk that occupied his MacBook computer and an oversized office computer with its oversized screen, a metallic lamp and aesthetic timepieces that showed the different times it was in all major cities where his companies where located.

He lowered his eyelids, said nothing, and swiveled his computer to face her.

“Recognize this man?”

Hailey blanched. Her mouth fell open as she found herself gaping at Wesley Blake, the guy she had an enormous crush and fallen for twenty-four months ago. Cropped layered dark hair, eyes that sparkled when he smiled, boyish charm, all these combined to hook any innocent young girl.

Not in a million years was she expecting this, confused and with thousand alarm bells going off in her head, Hailey fixed her bemused eyes on Marco.

“I don’t understand…… how did you…?”

“I’m not asking you to understand, I am asking you, if you recognize this man. Yes or No?”

“Y-yes,” she stuttered. “I... well, I knew him a few years ago...”

“And you passed certain security information on how he could breach the company’s firewall, and these days he is employed and currently working with the Japanese company that I am in the process of finalizing a deal with. Correct? Don’t bother answering that, I have series of notifications on my computer to verify this information and does not require your confirmation.”

She felt dazed, Hailey’s thoughts were a whirlwind of emotions with Wesley Blake.

She’d met him shortly after she finished from college and returned home to her parents’ house in Yorkshire. Torn between staying where she works and facing London alone, where the lights are bright and job prospects were better, she had taken up a temporary position as a health care giver for the elderly and the aged to give herself some time to think and map out a strategy on what next to do.

Wesley worked at the bank in the adjacent street, a few minutes’ drive from the health care home.

In fairness it has not been love at first sight. She had always liked quirky guys; Wesley was contrary to that. A snappy dresser, he had homed in on her like a heat seeking missile with its target set. Before she’d even decided whether she liked him or not, they’d gone out on a coffee date, dinner and eventually started going out.

He’d been persistent and funny, and she started rethinking her London agenda and the whole thing had fallen apart because she’d discovered that the man who stole her heart wasn’t the sincere, single guy he made himself to be. Neither did he live close to the little village where she grew up in. He’d been there as a replacement for one year, which was a minor detail he safely hid away and refused to tell her. He had a wife and three beautiful daughters keeping the fire warm for him at his house in Buckinghamshire that he lived with them.

She had been a distraction, a time away from home, a minor fling, and once she discovered the truth about him and confronted him, he didn’t bother to deny only raised his hands in a rueful surrender. Gut instinct told her the reason he acted that way was because she wouldn’t sleep with him. Wesley Blake intended to have fun on his one year, and whilst he was prepared to take this chase up to the skirt he wasn’t prepared to take it to the church and down the aisle, because he was a fully committed family man.

“Hailey blinked; I don’t understand, what has that got to do with anything?” She looked away from the computer screen. “So, Wesley works for their company, I didn’t go around digging for that information.” Although she’d done some snooping around and some background checks to know if it was the same creep she’d stumbled upon, a couple of clicks verified her suspicion.

Marco smiled, a smile that didn’t reach his eyes. A couple clicks on his computer, he swiveled his computer once again facing her, showing her a chat with an anonymous stranger on f*******:. All the color drained from her face. She recognized the chat, she was trying to assist her “friend” on firewall and cyber security that his organization was breached. Instead of sending him to google, she assisted in giving practical solution, and in return sent her a file.

“Is- Is that what I think it is?” She stuttered.

“Yes, Miss Kingston, your anonymous friend is no other than Mr Wesley Blake.”

Marco leaned forward, his body language dangerously menacing. “Be that as it may, it presents certain problems.

With cool, clear accuracy he presented those certain problems to her, and she listened with increasing alarm. A deal done in secrecy… a family company embedded in the roots of values of tradition and … a viable stock market that hinged on nothing being leaked, and the threat her connection to Wesley posed at a delicate time in the negotiations was problematic.

Hailey was brilliant with computers, but the zeal for money and fame never really tickled her. At a young age her parents had instigated upon her the values of things money couldn’t buy. Her father was a cleric, and her parents lived a life that was deeply rooted in putting the needs of others first. Hailey didn’t care about how much money she earned, as far as she can still give back to community and the needy, she was content. She’d been brought up with a different set of values.

“I don’t care about any of that.” She said unevenly. This is the time to set him straight because she has the nasty feeling he was circling around her like a predator waiting to pounce.