Chapter Nineteen
Gilly & Nirupa
“I can’t believe it,” young Nirupa Devi told her employer and sometime lover as they sat in the office of the woman’s company that had once been the office of her husband when he had been in charge.
“Do you think I’m evil?” Gilly asked the girl.
Slowly, the girl, dressed as ever in skirt above the knee and crisp cotton shirt, had shook her head to one side and then back.
“You look too sexy to me at this moment for me to find you totally evil,” she grinned, eyes drinking in the long legs and voluptuous chest that were shown off so well by the tight white leggings and the beige shirt over it, the whole edifice perched on brown Jimmy Choo’s with a short but dagger heel.
“Why, thank you, gracious Nirupa,” Gilly smiled. “What a very diplomatic way of tellin
