"Day 2." Shit, Helen took notes of Aaron's absence in the mansion, the emptiness that came with him running out of the house into the night and without a prior explanation had Helen staring at her phone screen, full of contemplation. "Do I call him, or do I forget about it?." She battled with the part of herself that worried for his well-being. She blamed it on her sex-starved self or maybe she felt guilty for her rude outburst in front of the gym. She had yet to decipher what it was. Her phone screen went and without a second thought, Helen held onto the phone hoping to find his name popped up on it. Maybe a message or a missed call. She sighed when it appeared to be some bank loan spam message. "Ma'am, Ryan is up and bubbly." Emily pried through the opening in the door, her sleep-disheveled hair shooting on every side. At least, Emily always found a way to put her in a good mood. Helen tagged her as "the jack of all trades." Because of her savory coffee. "Go take a shower, I'll
Lucas shuffled through his stuff, picking the things he needed for his little trip. Uncle Henry had created a pathway for his grand entrance back into the business world. A second chance to recover all that he had lost and get back at Aaron Churchill. Damn. Did Henry miss it when that pompous ass was humble and a meek little desk officer? Now, he had all the power and wealth in the world and he proved it by purchasing his company and running him out of business."Now listen to me, Lucas. Drop the fucking sentiments and make use of your fucking head. Don't disappoint me." Uncle Henry warned before the call got disconnected. Lucas could finally breathe some fresh air outside the stale air he inhaled for the last few months he had to go into hiding. Aaron was going to be shocked to his toes when he realized who the new addition to his security service was. "I am coming for you, Aaron Churchill."He arrived at the bodyguard quarters of the Churchill security service a little bit past midn
"Emily, are you alright?." Helen inquired from Emily who looked fazed by her encounter with the woman in the south wing of the Churchill mansion. "She's one hell of a scary woman." Ryan's nanny choked out in a frenzy. Helen was curious to know who the said woman was and why she had such a sweet girl like Emily in the state of fear.Helen itched to see who the said visitor was, she avoided Aaron like a plague and kept herself well hidden in the master's bedroom on his arrival with the stranger that occupied one of the many visitors room. She sighed and sighed again. "Mr. Aaron instructed me to do her biddings and help her with whatever she needs. But, I doubt if I will be able to make it out alive with my head intact." Emily groaned in frustration."Lead the way." Emily stared at Helen, confused at what she insinuated. Helen rolled her eyes in exasperation. "Take me to her room, I'll help her with whatever she needs." Truth be told, Helen just wanted to have a glimpse of the woman that
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