He got into his car but befriended him and drove off. He called Tyler again and gave him a reminder concerning the conference in the evening. Tyler told him he had added it to his list for the day and had set a reminder one hour before the time.Peter acknowledged his efforts and drove off, heading home. The traffic is a little bit tight, and he has to obey all the rules; otherwise, he would be pulled over and probably delayed, and in the end, he might miss the party he had promised Kayla he would attend. He knows that by now she was somewhere in the salon trying to get her hair done, trying to get her nails done, or getting a full spa session. Women are unpredictable. He scoffed at the thought and continued with his drive, taking note of all the traffic rules till he got to a traffic stop, and once it finished counting to zero, it showed the green light. The vehicles blared their honks and drove off. He did the same, taking the left turn to his house. By the time he got home, he was

He walked majestically to get his award from the chairman of the occasion. He never thought that he would get an award in this, even though he bluntly didn't want to attend because he didn't feel like it, but to his greatest amazement, he has been called out to get an award he never lobbied for. The whole thing was crazy and suspicious, but he took it anyway. He got to the podium to get his award, and while everyone was cheering, Kaylay got up and excused herself from the table after cheering on her man for some time. She didn't want to move around when they were still seated, even though she had been in the corporate world for decades. She still had some sort of shyness and fright whenever she found herself in a large gathering such as this.“I want to use the restroom." She told Tyler before she left. He nodded at her, and she squeezed her way out of the hall. She strolled out and took a left turn towards the other side of the wing, where the lady's convenience was located. The hall

The next morning, when Kayla woke up, she was feeling much better than when she had gone to bed. She lay in bed and grabbed the remote from the nightstand. and turned the television to her favorite TV show. She yawned and checked the time. She didn't feel like going to work today, so she picked up her phone and texted her boss that she wasn't feeling well. She was quite exhausted, and with the bruise on her face, there was no way she was going to spend the whole day explaining to her colleagues what happened to her.“Are you sure he even got the text?” She asked herself after she had sent the text five minutes ago. She grabbed the comforter for herself and rested her head on her arm. She sighed in frustration. Mia had ruined her entire night, and now she had to live with the anguish for the day. No amount of make-up would hide the bruises; except for that, she was perfectly fine. She picked up her phone and dialed her boss's number directly."Hello,” she said when his voice came on th

The governor's office was in the heart of town. Peter had quickly arranged himself with Tyler for the meeting. They both got out of the tower, and Tyler held the door for Peter to go in. He was on a call when the driver moved the car. Tyler couldn't pick out whom he was speaking to over the phone, but he knows it had to be someone very important because Peter has made up his mind not to take any unimportant calls during work hours, especially during meetings. He didn't bother to eavesdrop on the conversation since it really didn't concern their job. But from all he could gather, it had to be with the contractors at the new casino tower he was building. That structure alone had taken a lot of money from Peter's personal account, but he didn't even flinch because it was his money, and the casino business is a very good investment, especially if the fellow has good experience running it. Peter took a deep breath and ended the call just a few minutes before they arrived at the governor'

“What the hell were you doing out here? I thought you called in sick. Did you sneak to work while I was away?” Peter asked.“No”. I just came out to get a few groceries. “Groceries, for what, though?” “For us, aren't you coming home for dinner?”“Kayla I have a chef, and that's her job. To cook my meals, you don't have to stress yourself.“Well, she told me her baby was sick, so I had to let her go.”.“You should inform me next time." He said it to her. Kayla buried her head on his shoulders till they got to the house. Then he instructed the driver to take Tyler to his own house.“What would you like for dinner?” She asked him the moment they got into the house.“I'm filled. I have a good time at the governor's home, so I won't need any food until tomorrow." Peter said.“Suit yourself then." She snorted the words to him and went her way. They slept that night without any trouble.The next morning, Kayla looked happier than she had gone to bed. Peter was still sleeping when he got a