Brandon was looking forward to the day being over soon. He would go to college, then to work, and this was Lucy's first day at her job.He wanted to buy chocolates or something nice to celebrate that day. But he couldn't risk anyone knowing about their relationship. He laughed to himself. 'But what relationship, man?' he asked himself bitterly.Lucy hadn't texted him after what had happened at the fair and he didn't want to believe that she might be thinking he had, indeed, gotten another woman pregnant.At the end of class, Brandon watched Lucy get into Damon's car. Her fiancé would probably take her to work. Brandon sighed and walked to the bus stop. Before entering the gym, he passed the store where Lucy was supposed to work and saw her talking to an older man with a pin from the store.'Must be the manager,' he thought. Good, but Lucy was there. She didn't look toward the window once, and Brandon couldn't stay there any longer. In addition to looking like a pervert watching people

The week that passed was very stressful for Lucy. Damon didn't get off her feet, asking for kisses and always trying to go further. He stopped when she asked, he didn't use violence and he didn't sulk when she was bothered. He smiled, said he loved her and that was it.Deep down, Lucy wanted him to behave really badly so she would have a plausible excuse to ask him to get away from her for good. But not! He was loving, increasingly cute. And, in a way, she felt guilty. The man was being what a good boyfriend should be, but she didn't like him and kept imagining it was Brandon she kissed, every time.'I'm so stupid!', she scolded herself, when they were inside the car and Damon nibbled on her neck, drawing a sigh from Lucy. Because she imagined it was Brandon who was touching her, she ended up sighing and moaning. Damon, of course, thought Lucy was reacting because she liked him.She avoided talking, after all, the worst would be for her to call another man's name, while Damon kissed a

That day there would be no training as Chung-hee had traveled to Korea. Brandon finished cleaning up and he and Lucy left together. They walked to the back street and ordered a cab.Lucy was beyond nervous. But she wanted it. She really wanted to be with Brandon. Because if Damon continued to insist, she would be angry about it and she wanted to at least know that she gave her first time to the man she loved who loved her back.Brandon was sweating cold. It was super cold outside where it had started to snow, but Brandon was sweating.They got out of the taxi and entered his building. He was so nervous, he couldn't even put the key in the lock.Once inside the apartment, he showed her where everything was, including the bathroom. He'd showered in the locker room, but even so, he was afraid he wasn't clean enough. Lucy asked to take a shower. She also showered before leaving the house, but…Images of what had happened to him when Erika had asked to go to the bathroom and then the hotel

“I need to see all the company documents.” The man spoke from behind the desk."Yes, sir." The assistant answered, bowing and leaving the office.The man in the suit gets up, turns and looks at the people below. Out of all those people, there is only one person who matters to him, and now that he was back, he would rescue her.Knock-Knock“Mr Ashford?” A female voice sounded from the other end."Come in."The redhead walked into the room, smiling at Brandon.“I brought the papers you asked for.”“Why, please, Ellie. there is no need for so much formality.” He said and sat back down.“We are in the company. We do need formality.”The year and a half that Brandon was away made all the difference in his life. He recovered from the attempt on his life, and studied abroad, graduated, mastered martial arts, and now he could defend himself very well. Not just him, but her."How is she?" Brandon asked. He knew of Lucy's state of madness."She is better. She went back to college. Apparently, h

Inside, Brandon was fuming, but on the outside, he even smiled, politely. Damon was paralysed by the door, looking at Brandon, no, at Friedrich. “B-brandon?” He asked, stuttering. “No, Mr. Montgomery. My name is Friedrich Ashford.” Brandon said and got up, walking to Damon and offering his hand for a shake. Damon didn’t change much, Brandon thought. He was muscled, and that was it. “Friedrich? I’m sorry, you really look like someone else.” “Oh, I bet I do. I had a twin.” Friedrich said and smiled. “A t-twin?” “Yes, a twin. He was a rebel, you see. Left the family, and in the end, we were the ones having to clean up his mess.” Damon frowned. He didn’t like Brandon, but what mess did the family clean? “Wasn’t him… murdered?” “He was. But we don’t have to talk about those private family affairs. What is it that you’d like to discuss?” Brandon asked in a very polite manner. “Please, take a seat.”“Thank you, Mr. Ashford.” Damon said. “Well, my company is looking for investors a