Conflict Of Interest by Gisell DeJesus Read Free Book Online

of Frederic's hoes.
    “Evan, you are good at what you do and this is a big deal,” she tells me while pointing her finger in my face. “You need to focus more on this and less on her. I expect you to use this information to your advantage and be there tonight, and not take off to be with that bitch another night!”
    I am infuriated. “Don’t call her names, Marissa. Why are you so mad anyway? Are you jealous? “I ask as I cross my hands over my chest.
    We are face to face arguing and I feel her breath on me as she feels mine. She turns around and all I hear are her shoes tapping on my floor out the door.
    “Don't come announced next time,” I yell, but she is already out the door.
    I jump in the shower, turning the water on hot but bearable and place my hands against the shower wall, letting the water run down my body. I stay that way for a couple minutes trying to clear my mind. Of course, I can’t stop thinking about her. Her! Always her! I don't know exactly what I'm starting to feel, but with all of this it’s hard to concentrate on Marissa and everything going on.
    I finally shut the shower off to get ready to go to the office. It’s a short drive and I am there before I know it. I was only going there for a couple of hours to catch up on emails and finish this fucking paperwork.
    Before I know it, I look at my watch to see it’s time for me to go. I need a drink. I think I will make my way over to Frederic’s. Before I can get out of the door, Marissa is barging into my office. I sit at my desk, giving her an annoying look. She laughs.
    “I’m leaving my car here to go with you.” She smiles with an innocent smile. It is like she reads my mind. Tonight she is dressed skimpier than she normally dresses. I know what she is trying to do. It’s to get under my skin or annoy the hell out of me. She turns around to walk out, leaving the door wide open so I get a clear view of her moving her hips from side to side. I roll my eyes instead, walking right behind her.
    The car is filled with complete silence while driving to the club. I look at her and she still has that same damn smile.
    “You have been different lately, Evan.” She reaches over, rubbing my face gently with her finger.
    I look at her confused. She is pretty. She’s confident in her own skin. She has brown, neck length hair with seductive, brown eyes.
    “Are you tired of being with me?”
    I drive a bit faster; I want to get there and out of here.
    “I will wait on you, Evan. I always do. I want to do this together.”
    “Thanks for that.”
    I had to take a detour first before getting to the Lounge.
    She starts looking around, finally noticing where we are. “Where are you going, Evan?”
    “I have something I need to do. It will only take a minute.”
    I drive to Natalia’s job, hoping I can see her pretty face before I head to the club. I see her walking on the sidewalk fast. She must be running late.
    I park on the side of the street. “Stay in the car,” I order Marissa.
    Marissa looks up. “Dammit, Evan!”
    Natalia is on her way to her office and she grabs the door of the building when all of sudden, I grab her arm. “Are you running late or something?”
    “What the fuck are you doing here?” she asks in a murderous tone.
    I stare at her, speechless.
    “If you’re not going to answer that, then answer this. Why did you leave last night?” She places the palms of her hands on my chest and pushes me away so I let go of her arm.
    “Didn’t you see my note I left you? What the hell is wrong with you?”
    “You keep taking off on me ever since we met. Then the first time we have sex, you fucking leave. Or did your mystery caller pick up where I left off last night, or am I picking up her leftovers?”
    My brow arches as I move closer to her. “Jealous?”
    “Please, Evan, jealous?! Hell no, I’m not jealous!” She growls, “I need the truth or I will not stay and listen to your bullshit.”
    My jaw tightens. “It’s