The Law of Attraction

Chapter 558: The Death Of Him

Daryl was grateful he became very busy the past few days. He was helping out Liam and Lana with Bill Grey and Gracy's case. Everything was a mess after the incident that happened on election day but it was an advantage for them as it helped in bringing down the couple who had to be punished for their wrong deeds.

He was too exhausted and preoccupied to be bothered by Kenzie's presence.

'Oh right… Kenzie…' he thought as his eyes shifted towards her cubicle.

Kenzie met his gaze and gave him an alluring smile.

'Here she goes again…' he thought and helplessly shook his head. Kenzie seemed to never get tired of smiling at him even if he was frowning.

"Do you want a massage to relieve your stress, Sir?" Kenzie asked candidly because she noticed that Daryl often moved his neck left and right. He was also subconsciously massaging his nape. She guessed that his muscles were cramping due to him going over the documents without a pause for days now.

Kenzie stood up while Daryl was speechless.

"I'm actually really good at it. I learned reflexology since I personally wanted to massage my father," Kenzie nonchalantly commented. Before Daryl could even open his mouth to refuse, Kenzie was already in front of him with her fingers pressing firmly on his shoulders.

"Just close your eyes and try to relax…" she whispered. Daryl gulped because their position felt weird.

"Stop that… Someone might come in and misunderstand us," Daryl whispered, followed by a groan when he felt extreme pleasure because of the way Kenzie was massaging his shoulders.

"Your shoulder muscles are too stiff right now. I can't massage you well like this. You should go over and lie down on the couch" Kenzie suggested.

With a playful smile plastered on her face, she teased, "Or I can just sit on your lap and massage you."

Dary's eyes rounded and as those words from Kenzie finally knocked some sense into him, he suddenly pushed her.

"Ouch!" Kenzie cried out when she felt her back hit Daryl's table.

"Are you alright?" Daryl asked, out of concern, hoping he did not push her that hard.

Kenzie pouted her lips and acted as if she was about to cry. Daryl was too busy to notice her and Kenzie would not let this opportunity slide.

Tears started falling from her eyes.

'Oh thank God that I'm good at acting,' she mused because she had attended some acting class during summer. She massaged her back as she sniffed, "It hurts. You pushed me too hard…"

"Oh God I'm so sorry Kenzie," Daryl said, suddenly feeling bad for being too harsh. Kenzie looked at him and whispered, "Help me walk the couch…"

Daryl quickly stood up from his chair to hold Kenzie's elbow but she moved and hugged his arm instead. She put her weight on him and walked as if it was hard for her.

"Are you sure it hurts that much? Do you want to go to the office clinic? I will walk you there…" Daryl asked.

"It's okay, I just need to sit for a while," Kenzie answered. When she was about to sit, she intentionally wrapped her arms around Daryl's neck and pulled him closer as she put her weight while sitting down.

'Watching so many romance dramas has finally come to use,' she inwardly thought as her heart was rejoicing because of their closeness.

Daryl on the other hand felt weird again. Kenzie's hot breath was fanning his face and her lips were so close to him that he almost stopped breathing.

'Damn it!' he cursed himself, as he tried his best to avoid looking at Kenzie's beautiful face. He did not care whether he looked weird so he turned his face to the side as he helped her sit.

He finally breathed when she sat down and said, "I should call the doctor to make sure nothing's wrong…"

"Yeah, you should because I think my heart is starting to beat erratically. It's getting out of control whenever you're near me just like now. My stomach is churning as well as though a million butterflies are fluttering inside it…" Kenzie confessed.

"What the heck Kenzie!" Daryl cried.

"What? I'm just being honest!" Kenzie replied.

"If you don't stop your silly game I will personally go to your house and tell your father what you are doing!" he threatened as he put his hands on his waist.

Kenzie looked up and met his threatening gaze with the same intensity.

"Go on! Go and do it. I'm sure he would just tell you to marry me instead of complaining to him,'" Kenzie declared, not breaking eye contact. Daryl cursed loudly and walked out of his office instead of arguing with her.

Kenzie's shoulders, as she stared at the door where Daryl went out.

How many days had it been? Was she too confident in thinking that Daryl would fall in love with her before the three months ended? She was doing it because she wanted Daryl to get used to her presence and then she would pretend to give up later…

She wondered if this strategy would still be effective or if it was too cliched. But then she heard that it never got old and was always effective in the end.

She stood up and was about to walk back to her cubicle when Daryl suddenly entered.

"Ouch!" Kenzie cried and suddenly started walking as if her waist was aching. Daryl had a paper bag in his hand and said, "I bought some patches from the clinic. Put it on. If you still feel pain after a while then make sure to see a doctor…"

Kenzie grabbed it with a beautiful smile on her face.

"Can you please help me put the patches on?" Kenzie asked energetically but gulped seeing Daryl glared at her with his furrowed forehead.

"Nevermind… I'll just ask Bunny to help me. Anyway, thank you for this…" Kenzie said with an awkward smile. She was startled when Bunny entered and said, "What happened to you? Boss told me to help you out?"

"Oh, it's nothing… I just bumped my back on the edge of a table because of an ungrateful rat!"

"Rat? Do we have a rat in the office?" Bunny mumbled but paused and gave a suspicious glance to Kenzie and then to her boss.

"Just help her with those patches Bunny!" Daryl hissed and the two women quickly went inside the restroom.

"Rat?! Do I look like a rat to her?!" Daryl silently complained as he slumped his ass back on his seat. Kenzie would definitely be the death of him one of these days.