I Want You Back

Sofia Andrew

Today's sunrise is beautiful, purer, and perfect, or it must be because I feel happy. After all, I have Angel sleeping in my room while I make him breakfast. I thought the conversation yesterday was going to end in one of our usual fights, but we ended up having dinner, making promises, and having lots of s*x.

The ringing of my phone interrupts my thoughts, and of course, it's none other than Amelia, who knows when to insert herself.

"Good morning, my beloved and wonderful friend," I greeted her when I answered the phone.

"Good morning, wow, it seems like you woke up in a very good mood today." She noticed, and I smiled, though she couldn't see it.

"Hmm, yeah. What are you calling so early?"

"Early? Sofia, it's half past nine in the morning, and you're not at any of your companies."

"Oh, is that so?" I looked at the clock, and she was right. "I didn't realize. Anyway, I'm sure the companies will survive a few hours without me."

I can imagine her shaking her head. "Sofia, we really have to go to the doctor to have you checked. These mood swings of yours are not normal. Yesterday, you were crying and too emotional; today, you are relaxed and happy."

I shrugged while holding my phone with my other hand, and the other was preparing our breakfast. "There is always something that makes you change your mood."

"Uh-huh, well, it's a good thing that you have that attitude because the entrance of Andrew & Leffman is blocked by so many journalists; they must be looking for answers to what's in the news."

"That's what I forgot."

"Well, you weren't thinking much yesterday, it seems. Did you really have to say that the baby was Angel's?"

"And the worst thing is that he was not the father," I revealed to her, and she let out a low gasp.

""How do you know that?"

"Angel told me. It turns out that you were right; there was an explanation for why they left the gynecological center together."

"I told you, girl! Wait... are you with Angel right now?" This time, Amelia let out a loud gasp.

"See you later, Amelia. Try to survive without me for a few hours. I love you." I didn't wait for her to respond and hung up.

I stiffened a little when I felt arms around me and automatically relaxed, knowing there was only one person who would do that.

"Good morning, love, why did you get up?" he asked me in a hoarse voice.

"Because I got hungry, and we must work."

"Mm," he hummed and kissed my neck. "We can always take the day off."

"I don't think so; there are days left until the presentation, and I want everything to be smooth."

"Okay, I won't stop you because the last time I got involved in your work, I messed things up," he said, stepping away from me, and we both laughed. "What are you cooking?" "Bacon with toast and omelet. My specialty," I noticed the expression on his face. "Are you serious?!"

"I haven't said anything!" He defended himself as if it were necessary.

"You don't need to because your face gives you away! You don't like it, do you?"

"It's not that I don't like it; it just made my stomach turn."

I rolled my eyes in disbelief. "Again with the nausea, do you think I'm going to believe that?"

"Hey, why can't you believe me? I'm telling the truth; I'm not saying I won't eat it, but only the toast."

"Let's see, since when did you have problems eating? Carmen said you went to a doctor."

"Ah, I see. She's giving you information about me now."

"She doesn't give me information; she just prefers me over you. She's the one who stopped me from throwing the chicken at your head when you said it was horrible."

"Then I owe her my life. Yes, I went to the doctor, and he told me that it must be stress that sometimes affects the gastrointestinal system."

"Stress? Stress has me in a bad mood as well."

"I thought your bad mood was due to lack of s*x?" He teased me, and I threw a piece of bread at him. "Hey, don't play with food!" He stopped me, and he laughed. He looks so beautiful while laughing. "You were the one who said it, not me." "Correction, Amelia said it, not me, but I must say that it calmed my mood a little."

"Then I'm glad I helped you," he said, looking at his watch. "It's late, so I'm going to take a bath. Do you want to accompany me?" he asked with a naughty smile on his face.

"Does that question accept any answer?"

""Only if it's a yes."

He didn't wait for my answer and slung me over his shoulder before running to the shower. He literally bathes me, and it's hard not to resist those hands and my body, and he knows it. The shower turned into another s*x session that lasted a few hours. What is it about this man that makes him so irresistible? One look at him, and I yearn for more.

Once we were done having breakfast, I mentioned to him the journalists who were waiting for us at the company.

"Well, I assume you expected this when you uploaded the information to the network."

I sighed in defeat. "No, I already told you what I thought when I did it."

"And now you have to deal with the consequences, my beloved." I glared at him, and he just laughed. "Don't worry, we'll tell them the truth-that it was a long time ago and that the child is not mine." "The press is not that easy to deal with, Angel."

"We'll solve it somehow. Don't let it keep you up at night." He reassured me, and I smiled a little before nodding.

"If you say so," I glanced at the clock again, and it was going almost to lunchtime. "Look at the time, Angel," I complained with a groan.

"Oh, come on, we both deserve it, and the companies are not going to fail without us; we own them after all. We can afford to be late or not go at all, Sofia."

"Maybe it's your fault for the session in the bathroom; you're insatiable." I blamed him, and he looked at me in disbelief.

"Really?! I am the insatiable one? I remember I was just bathing us, and you were the one who jumped me."

Well, it's true, but how can I resist him? I am not a robot!

"In my defense, there were thirty years of drought, and your body doesn't help." He gave me a strange look, and he was looking at my plate. "What?

"Nothing; I just noticed that you have been eating a lot," he pointed out, and I instantly felt offended.

"What does that mean? Are you saying that I'm fat?" I asked, starting to feel emotional. I don't know why, but that made me want to cry.

"No, my love, you are perfect in every way. I just noticed that your breasts are bigger and your hips are a little wider, but it doesn't bother me; quite the opposite, in fact, I love your breasts like that." "You're calling me fat, Angel," I whined, my eyes tearing up, and he panicked.

"No, no, no. Never! Please do not cry."

"I'm not crying; you offended me. I lost my appetite, so let's go."

We left for the company, and once there, Amelia didn't lie when she said that it was surrounded by reporters.

"Damn, how are we going to get through that avalanche?" I clicked my tongue in annoyance.

"Calm down, Sofia; just ignore them and let me handle this," he told me and kissed me. It feels so good to be like this.

We stepped out together, and Angel, with his head held up, took me by the hand, and we walked inside. The reporters flocked around us and began with their questions about the news. Visit Jobni b.com to read the complete chapters for free. If you are not reading this novel on Jobni b -com, some sentences are incomplete. We struggled our way inside, and Angel made sure I was inside the company, and he was left outside to deal with them. I heard how he told them that he was not the father of the baby. He also told them that our marriage was better than ever before he left them and caught up with me in the lobby.

He was a bit surprised to see me still standing there. "I assumed you would be in the office."

"And miss those answers? So we have an enviable marriage?"

"That's what the press has been saying for years, and I want it to be true." He stole a kiss from me, and I gaped at him.

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"Nothing is better than having s*x in the office, don't you think?" He flirted and winked at me. "Your office or mine?"

I slapped his arm, and he groaned. "Angel! I choose none! Let's get to work!" He pouted as we entered the elevator. I went to the workshop, and he went to his office."

I informed him that I would finalize the details of the presentation with Diether, and after that, we'd see each other again for lunch.

"Sofia, you just ate," Angel commented when I told him that.

"That was breakfast, and lunch is coming. Aren't you hungry? You barely tried breakfast."

"I am full, though I still crave for more." He said it in a double sense, and he said that I was the insatiable one.

I just rolled my eyes at him, and we separated.

"Good morning, Diether." I greeted him, and I saw him on his computer.

"Good morning, boss. You should have just called me, and I'll be there. You didn't have to personally come here."

"Don't worry, I also like being here. Are you doing the presentation?" He confirmed and allowed me to see it.

"Wow, Diether, this is great! The members are going to love it."

"You just need to add your part and the details you want."

"I think we can change the background. Instead of white, make it gray with the tones of the cars. By the way, let's include Angel's model, but with the details I added." We spent hours arranging the presentation, between ideas after ideas, until we were sure that it was ready.

"I liked the concept of Angel's car that you made."

"Actually, Angel made the base; I just made the details. I hope he doesn't mind seeing that I changed almost everything on his model, though I maintained the base."

"I don't think he'll be upset, plus I have the impression that you did it for him," he teased me, and I laughed because it's true that I did the touch-ups as if the car were for him.

"Can you tell it's for him?" I skeptically asked while biting my bottom lip.

"The car screams elegance and mysteriousness, with a touch of masculinity. Plus, they are his favorite colors."

"Hmm, let's just say it's an anniversary gift."

"Oh, right. It's your fifth anniversary?" he asked, and I nodded. It's the first time I've been happy about this date.

"By the way, I heard the rumors that the reporters can be annoyingly persistent. They won't stop at nothing to get what they want."

"Angel already managed it, and that was before our wedding, so nothing to worry about," I assured him.

"Good afternoon." I heard Angel greeting us, so I quickly closed the computer so he wouldn't see what we were doing. He noticed and let out a laugh, not looking offended. "I wasn't going to look at it; I know I have to wait like all the other partners." "Hello, Angel," Diether said with a laugh. "The date is not far away, so don't worry, and I'm sure you'll like it," he told him, giving me a secret glance.

"What are you doing here anyway?" I asked him. "I was just about to go back to the office."

"I figured you lost track of time again, but it's time to leave; we're the only ones left here. Let's go; it's time to go home."

I looked at the time, and it was indeed late.

"Time is passing so fast today."

I gave some instructions to Diether before I left the company with Angel.

"So everything is ready," he stated. "You don't look so stressed this time." He noticed and looked at me with so much love, and I'm sure my eyes mirrored his.

"I love you so much, Angel," I told him affectionately.

"And I love you. I'll never get tired of hearing it from you. Which reminds me, Mrs. Leffman, that you and I have an appointment today."

"Right, but I don't look presentable enough for a date."

"No, you always look beautiful to me." He denied it and kissed my cheek.

"On the first date, you always have to make a good impression."

"I thought we already skipped all that until the fifth." He teased me, and I giggled.

"I can't argue with that. Where are we going?"

He winked at me and opened the passenger seat for me. "You'll see,"

"By the way, you handled Elisa very well. I'm sorry I got you into big trouble," I told him as soon as we were on the road.

"Nah, don't worry about it. You achieved your goal, and Elisa is suffering the consequences of her actions by getting judged by society, not to mention the press is giving her a hard time. Her family supports her, but I know they are not happy with her."

"I feel sorry for the Dalton's and David; he's a good man. He reminds me of you. I don't understand how he can be the brother of that human being, and his parents are also sweet. They must not be handling things well; they always avoid the public's eyes." "And you gave them a big one."

"Just me? Don't think I don't know that you've given away the information I gave you from Patricia."

"Your partner," he added with a pointed look.

"I didn't buy the information, nor did I tell her to lie to you; I just saw the opportunity to get information and do business at the same time."

"Sofia, calm down. I'm not reproaching you. I also think it's a good idea to have a cosmetics company, but do you trust Patricia?"

"No, but Amelia knows how to handle it, so I left everything to her. Does it not bother you that I didn't tell you about it?"

"No, I just don't want you to hide anything from me anymore. Okay?"

I fell silent because I knew I was still hiding something from him, but how do I tell him that I own Let-Tech? When I have no plan on telling him.

""Sofia."

I swallowed the lump in my throat and forced a smile. "Okay, no more hiding things."

"We have arrived. Are you ready for an unforgettable night?"

"I can't wait."

When I came down, I found that we were at the Fortune restaurant, one of the most prestigious out there. Upon entering, I saw a beautiful bouquet of red roses, similar to the one I received at the office a few days ago. The panoramic view of the city was impressive, and the romantic music added a special touch to the atmosphere.

"I thought you didn't know anything about romance," I joked, but my heart was fluttering.

"That's my facade as a cold and cruel man, but with you, I'm the complete opposite."

"I'm glad, because I already knew that version, and I like the romantic one better. You can keep the other side in front of others."

Angel chuckled and held me by the waist. "As my lady wishes. Do you like the view?"

"I like everything. You really know how to surprise me.

"So, was it a good impression?" We both laughed, and he looked fondly at me. "I want to see you always smile; I don't want to make you cry anymore."

I sighed at him. "Angel, that's in the past, and you had your reasons. I don't justify them because you made me suffer, but I know it's not all your fault. Besides, you are earning my forgiveness."

At what I said, he frowned. "I thought you had already forgiven me," he asked, and I denied it. "Are you kidding? I could have sworn that last night, I earned your forgiveness."

"No, I still haven't forgiven you; you still have a lot to do. What happened last night was just a night of pleasure. We both needed it." As soon as those words left my mouth, I regretted it. He looks at me in amazement. "I'm just saying it was your payment for a bad day." "Well, if I have to pay my debt like this, I'm not going to complain."

The waiter arrived with a tray of three Mediterranean cheeses with pepper jam and the menu. I looked at it and laughed.

"Are cheeses going to be part of our meals?"

"Honey, I've never seen anyone eat as much cheese as you do, and if you like it, then we can take some home."

"I'm not going to complain. This time, what are you going to order?"

"First, you must enjoy the evening, the city, and me. Afterward, how about we try beef carpaccio with truffles, steamed papayas, fried capers, and turnip suckers? You can ask for what you want, because with your appetite..." He trailed off, and I narrowed my eyes at him, daring him to make fun of me.

"Don't you dare make fun of me? I don't know where this hunger comes from. It seems like I'm eating for three! And I never get full!" I complained, and he laughed. "I want sautéed mushrooms with goat cheese cream sauce and French fries, as well as a mixed green salad with chicken fillet, horseradish, parmesan écrasé, and egg," I told him while battling my eyes innocently.

"As I said, I have a good appetite,"

We ordered, and in a few minutes, they brought us the food. It was delicious, and this time, Angel didn't feel nauseous. What a surprise!

He stopped when he noticed that I was looking at him. "Why do you look so annoyed? You do not like it?"

"You've eaten everything. You didn't feel nauseous this time. Could it be that only my food makes you nauseous?"

"Love, your food is delicious. I think the stress has reduced now, and that's why the nausea has decreased. Maybe I need another dose of your food to continue de-stressing."

I scoffed at him. "Don't be too clever, Leffman. Last night and this morning were enough."

"Was it enough for you?" He asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Well, yes," I replied, and he just gave me a look that said that he did not believe me.

We finished eating and continued enjoying the landscape. Then he asked me to dance. The atmosphere is romantic.

I am happy in his arms, and I will always be. I just wish that nothing would ruin this happiness.

We spent hours enjoying each other and the beautiful scenery before heading home. This time, we ended up at his apartment, and another dose of lots of s*x awaited us. Angel knows how to convince me, although I have not forgiven him, or that is what he believes. I am happy, and I want to enjoy this moment forever.