Helen, still hot and bothered from the kiss, found herself yearning for more. Her body had its thoughts and worked on its accord even when she fought the urge not to give in to her desires, it remembered what it felt like to be touched by Aaron Churchill. Helen touched her lips, reminiscing on the kiss.“Snap out of it, Helen.” She pinched herself in the bid to concentrate on something else. A cold shower would be effective for dire situations of this nature. She headed to the master's bedroom and helped herself to an iced cold water bath. It did the trick and in seconds, she was back to her old self. She wondered who that hostile woman was, their energies not matching.She went searching for her gist buddy and nearly had a head-to-head collision with Emily, whose eyes lit up at the sight of her. “Ma'am, you won't believe what in Bullock's name I just heard.” Helen, curious as well to know what Emily had to say, ordered her to lead the way. “Lead the way, Emily.” Without hesitation, t
"A place of happiness, filled with laughter, love, and wholeness. Welcome to Aero Nat.” Helen read out loud the caption on the wall of the restaurant, mesmerized by the aesthetically perfect inscription.“Wait until you have a taste of their special cotton muffin dipped in honey.” Aaron levitated Helen's eager taste buds that already craved what was yet to be served. “Stop being a tease, Mr. Churchill.” She chuckled lightly, her eyes taking in the magnificent space.Helen was becoming a bit acquainted with Aaron's presence, the awkwardness, and hostility were reduced to a bare minimum. They were both ushered to the VIP lounge, the perks of being a Churchill displayed to its fullest.“Bonjour, monsieur et maman.” The waiter, without being told what to do, served a bottle of Chinese liquor served in a bucket of ice. This was Helen's first time seeing a good pleated bottle of Chinese liquor. Aaron, reading her mind, gave her the honor of having a taste of the heavenly liquor.“What are w
Aaron looked forward to his meet-up with the boys, his safety was their priority and his well-being their sole responsibility. Little did he know, he was in for a big surprise. At the heart of the table, sat the last person he expected to meet. “LUCAS” The bodyguards that safeguarded the walls of the Churchill empire, all waited for him to make his opening speech. Aaron was not the type to wear his emotions on his sleeves, and Lucas wasn't going to stir up any type of reaction from him. “Let's do this more often.” The youngest recruit, Shawn's outburst, caused the rest to ripple with laughter. They were all having fun, enjoying their meals, except for Lucas who sulked. Aaron could tell that he had made more enemies than friends. No one cared to know what had him in such a bad mood as they all munched away, entirely ignoring him.After the meal, the next course of action required Aaron to receive a rundown of how the security team ran their day-to-day activities, reports of miscond
“Mrs. Salvatore, we will meet again.” Mr. Lucas, Aaron's boss, happy to see Anna, helped himself to sit opposite her. Anna welcomed his company, her thoughts overwhelmed by the bills she had to pay.Yeah, she thrived well as the breadwinner of the family, but for how long. Left for her, she wanted to file a divorce from Aaron, but her father's dying wishes haunted her.“Mr. Lucas, come join me.” She offered, but he declined politely, in a gentlemanly manner. Anna, mesmerized by his aura and appearance, envisioned a life with him in it. She wished she could scream to hell and elope with him into the sunset. “You look disturbed, care to share?”He asked, concern eminent in his voice. His display of concern shook her and garnered a light blush from Anna, who welcomed his advances.“On days like this, I wish I could be single again, you know.” She blurted out. Lucas stared at her with an intensity that melted her and troubled her. Lost in his eyes, the urge to throw the table that stood a
The bitter winter cold, the inner shakiness, and the scars that marred her body from her ex-lover tripled Anna's pains to a hundred degrees. Karma came to bite her in the ass, and it came in the form of Lucas. She wanted to be certain if Aaron was just fabbing to get her out of his hair or if indeed Lucas had become one of his lap dogs eating his leftover crumbs.Standing in the heart of the Churchill security section, she waited for the men to return from their assigned workplace. Her eyes scanned for the person she sought, but he was nowhere in sight, tired of embracing the winter air, she turned to leave. “Anna?” The voice of the man that stole her heart and tore it into shreds called out her name.With a deep sigh and a fully composed demeanor, she faced him head-on. “Lucas. There you are.” There was no need to pretend they met coincidentally, or she mistakenly waltzed into this side of town. “Aaron told you, didn't he?” He inquired about Anna, who sold her soul to the devil aft
Helen had to accept that she had a psycho on the loose living under the same roof as her. Chills, yes, she could feel her toes curl up with fear. “Did you see the way she stared at Ryan?” She asked, fear as crystal clear as the chandelier hung on the ceiling, vivid in her voice.“Anna is harmless, yes she could have a loose knot or two, but she won't harm Ryan.” Aaron's poor attempt to rid her of her fears only worsened it. He sounded uncertain, and that triggered numerous questions from Anna, who only knew bits about the woman who came to mark her territory.“You never told me what happened to her, why she had an injury on her wrist.” Now was the time for Helen to be well-informed about Anna and get the full details about her history and why she was still heavily entangled with her ex. Aaron, ready to evade her questions, continued munching on his meal like he had not just witnessed his ex-wife go ballistic.“Don't you dare do that! As far as I know, she wants you and can stoop so
“Pass the ball, Comrade, over here!.” The game of wits as a lucrative sport had begun, and Lucas had the ball in his possession. There were noises and hand movements in the air urging him to pass the ball, but this game was his for the winning. “Lucas, come on!.” One of the members of his team, frustrated, sighed and walked away from the pitch.The game went on and he scored a goal. “Goal!” He howled, pumping his fist in the air, but his victory was ignored as the rest of the team converged together for their lunch break. “If you keep up with this, you won't even have a place to lay your head at night.” Graciano, the head of sports warned, leaving him to toast to his stale victory.Lucas, parched, headed towards the water section. “I hear that Mr. Pompous once owned a notable company in Kingston.” The blonde whispered out loudly, making sure Lucas heard what he said. “Really?” The other gasped lightly as they both stared at Lucas in mockery. He ignored their jabs, emptied his can, an
"There is a hole inside my green garden and in the hole, there are rats. Thread carefully, my child.” The warning of Grandpa Adolph, issued to her when she destroyed his greens, still plagued Helen like a second skin. Hell, was it quite a scare?She decided to visit him, being the only person she had a proper recollection of, she felt safe in the place she once called home. “Ryan, are you excited?” She asked her toddler, who held onto her with his little fingers. “Yes.” He cooed. “Helen, what a pleasant surprise.” Grandpa Adolph's gray hairs had spread around his hair, tinting it with a shade of white.“Ryan, my boy, come to Grandpa.” He bent to the level his back could permit him, his arms ajar, an invitation for his grandson to come to hug his old man. Ryan wobbled but still made it to his destination as Grandpa Adolph lifted him in the air. “What are you feeding this kid?” He teased, all the while blowing feathery kisses on his face.“Lady Grace, do we have some snacks?” Grandpa A