Christopher twisted on the bed, rays of the morning sunshine settling on his face, causing his eyes to quiver beneath his eyelids. Like a rushing wind, memories from the previous night invaded his thoughts, and his lips widened in a smile. With his large palm, he searched the bed, wanting to feel Mia’s skin under his skin yet again. Last night had been hot, very intense, and the best thing he’d ever had, and he wasn’t about to let himself miss the chance of reliving the moment. He slid his hand lower, searching for Mia, his eyes still closed, and when he didn't see a trace of her, his eyes snapped open. Mia. Where was she? Did she leave already? Impossible. She couldn't. Not after the blissful moment they shared. Perhaps she was making something for breakfast in the kitchen. “Sweet—” His words hung in the air. Did he suddenly become more attached to her because of the blissful moment they shared? He’d think about that later. “Mia? Are you in there?” He asked, heading toward the k
Mia didn't spend as much time as she would have loved in the shower because it was less than an hour to nine, their appointment time. She didn't also have the luxury of admiring her room. As soon as she was dressed, she opened her laptop to send Christopher a copy of the proposal document. It was then that she saw an email from James saying that he had an emergency and would like a reschedule of their meeting. What the hell? James must be kidding! He had an emergency. Really? Did he realize how much it cost her to be in Bali? They literally flew down to Bali yesterday to be able to make it in time for the meeting. She also had to stay up to finish some paperwork last night because of the meeting, despite her exhaustion. She didn't have a proper bath even when she needed it badly, and all of a sudden, he wouldn't be able to make it for the meeting because of an emergency? Alright, someone needed to talk about how much of an asshole James was, because why in the world would he do t
Mia spent exactly two hours in the bathroom and immediately prepared for a swim. It was a good thing she added a swimming trunk and some bikinis to the list of things she got at the supermarket. But for the impromptu nature of their trip, she wouldn't have bought the swimming trunk. Again, she had something else to thank Christopherfor. It had been years since she last had a swim, precisely five years. Aiden was the last person she went on a swim with. It was during one of their dates. Aiden. Her brows furrowed at the sudden realization that she hadn't thought of him in a while. Just as Tracy and her mom said, focusing on work was really working like magic. She was too preoccupied to even think of him or the misery he caused her, and much to her surprise, she wasn't just focusing on work, she was moving on. Speaking of Tracy, she hadn't spoken to her since she got to Bali. Her mom also. Neither of them knew she was here. She might as well give them a call now that she remembered.
“Welcome home, darling,” Mrs. Bella says as she welcomes Mia in. “Go in, take a shower, and come out and have a nicely cooked meal I made myself,” she said, smiling.“Thank you, grandma; I’ve been waiting for a long time for that.” She says this, smiling.“But before that, please let me introduce my family to you. This is Lucas, Emma, and my stepmother, and this is Mrs. Bella, my mother-in-law,” Mia says."Welcome, please come in and have a seat. I’ve always wanted to meet you,” she says, inviting them in."Richard, please take Mia to her room and help her get dressed up so we can all have dinner together and get to know one another.” Mrs. Bella says:.“Thank you for everything,” Mia says, hugging Mrs. Bella."Common, let’s go,” Christopher says as he leads her to the room. “You have to freshen up, take your drugs, and look beautiful for the dinner.” Richard continues.Mia smiles as they both walk to the room, without observing the fact that Emma has been looking at them disdainfully
“Where are we going? What of grandma? What do we do about her? Is there anywhere we can run to that he won’t find us?” Mia asks, looking desperate.“I don’t know, but I think I know what to do now that you mention it. I’ll confront him; it’s better to confront him than to keep running all my life. I know I didn’t do right by him, but I’m tired of being pestered and running for my life.” Christopher says,“What are you saying if he kills you? I still don’t get it. What exactly did you take away from him?” Mia asks,“Let me tell you the full story: five years ago, Jack and I were working on a project that involved five million dollars. It was supposed to be our breakthrough project that would bring the big money we’ve always been looking for. But we were short of funds to finance it, and we had to take drastic measures. There was this man, Mr. Roosevelt. He was the boss of a multimillionaire company that made billions in revenue. He had built up a stack of gold as a backup for his fina
She brought down his hand and collected the glass of wine from him, putting it back on the table.“How dare you speak to the heir in such a manner? Have you no respect?” “You could’ve been put behind bars if you you had spilled as little as a drop of that drink on his suit” Matilda said calmly with a very serious look on her face“By the way that suit you just called fake, is worth all the cars in your Father’s garage combined”“How da…Do not interfere!” Elizabeth was about to speak before she was aburptly interrupted by Matilda.Suddenly Richard burst out into an uncontrollably loud laughter as everyone else followed suit.He continued to laugh out loud for a while, holding his belly until the effect of Matilda’s words slowly died down.“Being the heir to the janitor's closet is certainly not a position you should be flaunting around in such vicinity” he said sarcastically.“And just who do you think you are to have spoken to me in that manner, do you know who I am?” Richard asked,
He let it ring the first time thinking that the caller might have made a mistake and would not resend the call.After a short while, it rang again and this time he picked it up furiously wondering who it might have been that was bent on disturbing his sleep that very early in the morning.As soon as he got a hold of his phone, he hissed and rolled his eyes upon realizing that it was just his alarm.A few days before Anna rescued him from being crippled by Richard’s bodyguards, his routine for the past few years had required him to wake up very early in the mornings for deliveries.He took up the mid-morning shift and the day shift at the delivery services due to the fact that he was desperate to make ends meet.He dismissed the alarm and sat up, realizing that he couldn't fall asleep anymore.“Man, this delivery job has really messed up my sleeping routine” He thought to himself as he scratched the back of his head, yawning with his mouth wide open.Now that he was fully awake and he
The entire place was arranged and decorated with ornamental flowers of different kinds, from the ceiling to the very floor of the hall. ...the types she liked.The exquisite place was a hall adorned with soft, twinkling fairy lights that draped from the ceiling, which was complemented by the glowing crystal chandeliers that hung down from the ceiling.The reflection of the lights on the floor was magnificent; it was quite obvious that the floors had been thoroughly sprayed and polished.Given how few the tables and chairs were, it almost looked like a dinner party for a very limited number of guests.On almost all sides of the hall were snack tables. The name of the hall was Masa, one of the biggest and most expensive luxury restaurants situated on that side of Midland City.He bought out the entire place for a special event that he wanted to host.He had planned out something grand for that day, and it was all for one person.Staring at the quality of his expenses and slowly nodding