"We are supposed to be siblings, you can't love me," Nathalie replied, her voice tinged with sadness. Stephen hissed loudly in response, frustration evident in his tone. "Is that coming from your mind? Tell me you don't have even the slightest feeling for me, and I will let you go," Stephen demanded, his voice filled with both disbelief and hurt. "It's not what you think," Nathalie pleaded, her words carrying a mix of desperation and confusion."Nathalie, we aren't siblings. In fact, we are not family, and this isn't forbidden," Stephen stated firmly, his voice filled with a mix of hope and determination. "I am an impatient person, so I'll give you just today to think about it. If you don't love me after considering it, I'll give up," he added, his words hanging in the air as Nathalie absorbed their weight. Nathalie quickly nodded her head, her mind racing with a flurry of emotions and thoughts. "Now, let's go to the market to get the groceries," Stephen suggested, attempting to s
He battled to suppress the unwavering tension surging through him, but the indelible emotion dwelling within his heart held him captive, unwilling to let go. His face contorted gradually as his lips drew nearer to hers. With a gradual motion, her eyes closed, surrendering to his gentle touch as their lips met, a subtle and tantalizing kiss. The air crackled with a charged, sensual energy as he reluctantly pulled away, almost appearing ashamed of his actions. "I am sorry," he mumbled, his fingers lightly brushing against his lips."Why are you apologizing? Aren't you capable enough?" she remarked, a mischievous glint dancing in her eyes. Stephen endeavored to capture the essence of this playful exchange. "I thought things were moving too quickly. We've only just begun," he admitted, a hint of timidity in his words that ignited her laughter. In that moment, he couldn't help but feel a twinge of shame as she teased him."Do you really have to do this?" he asked, gently pulling her clo
Mrs. Wesley, a formidable presence with an air of authority, stormed down the hallway towards President Karen Villa. The sharp click of her shoes echoed through the otherwise quiet corridors, hinting at her determination. As she reached the door, she encountered Nathan, her face etched with a stern expression that could freeze time. Without hesitation, her voice cut through the air, conveying both resolution and an undeniable urgency. "Where's your mother?" Her words struck Nathan with bewilderment, leaving him taken aback by the intensity and directness of her questioning."She's inside" he replied in a neutral tone, his voice devoid of any hint of emotion. Mrs. Wesley wasted no time in pulling the door open without a moment's hesitation or even bothering to knock. As the door swung open, she found herself face to face with President Karen, who was diligently engrossed in her work, surrounded by files neatly arranged on her desk. The sight of Mrs. Wesley caught President Karen off
Stephen stood tall, his voice carrying the weight of his emotions as he spoke. "But I told you not to call me young master again," he said firmly, his eyes filled with a mix of defiance and vulnerability. "We are like a family." President Karen, determined and unyielding, met Stephen's gaze with her own unwavering intensity. Her words cut through the tension in the room. "You won't date Nathalie if you truly think we are one," she replied, her tone laced with a hint of challenge, daring Stephen to reconsider his desires.Stephen's voice quivered with a mixture of frustration and determination as he pleaded his case. "I know you are doing this because Mum came to you, but I promise you, I'll talk to my parents. Just give me some time to reason with them. They are my parents." His eyes searched President Karen's face, hoping to find understanding in her expression. Meeting his gaze with a grave seriousness, President Karen spoke with a touch of weariness in her voice. "I know they're
"I thought I told you I am not against this relationship," he stated firmly, his tone resolute and unwavering. Surprises danced on the surface of the room, creating an atmosphere of unexpected tension. Her expression turned grave as she rose on her feet, questioning him. "Why are you doing this? How can you allow them to get into such an unhealthy relationship?""Mum, please calm down," Stephen pleaded, his voice tinged with concern. He couldn't help but worry about the difficulty his mother was facing in accepting this relationship. "Why should I calm down when things aren't okay with my family?" Her expression turned void, a disappointed look etching across her face. Stephen observed her reaction with a composed demeanor, taking in her words without flinching."But I want to convince you until you understand," he expressed, his emotions clearly conveyed through his words. His eyes were seeking approval, longing for his mother to grasp his perspective. "Mum, I know you care and l
"I understand that you may not be interested in pursuing a romantic relationship with me, and that's okay," she responded calmly, her tone neutral yet compassionate. "However, it's important for me to see you happy, and I would appreciate it if you could calmly explain everything to me." She gently encouraged him to rest on his chest, but he pulled back, seeming hesitant. Nervously, he revealed. "I actually have a girlfriend now, and it wouldn't be right for me to continue in this manner." In response, she smiled softly, acknowledging the situation. "Hmmm, I suppose I have lost in my pursuit," she admitted, a touch of acceptance in her voice. "Now that you are taken, I can free myself from any romantic expectations. But I would still like to remain your friend." A small, genuine smile graced his lips, a glimmer of hope still lingering between them."Are you okay with that? I hope you won't feel insecure," he asked, genuine concern reflecting in his eyes. He wanted to ensure that hi
They burst into uncontrollable laughter, their bodies shaking as they clutched their stomachs. Trying to regain their composure, she managed to utter amidst the laughter. "We really possess some impressive acting skills." But her attempts to contain her laughter were futile, as the fits of laughter only intensified. He joined in the laughter, but a hint of doubt crossed his face as he responded. "Do you honestly think that will be enough? My mother is incredibly stubborn, and I'm not so certain she'll be easily swayed." His uncertainty clouded his expression, questioning the effectiveness of their plan."Just give it a shot; it might just work. My grandma always said that the best way to reach your parents is by getting close to them, speaking passionately, and pouring out your emotions," she suggested with a glimmer of hope in her eyes. Her lips pressed together tightly, a weariness shadowing her expression as she admitted."I only wish I had parents I could speak to." Her words c
Stephen's response held a firm, yet composed tone as he expressed his viewpoint. "I am a very disciplined man," he replied, his words reflecting his commitment to a certain way of living. There was a resolute quality to his voice, implying a belief that Alicia plan would not align with his principles. Upon hearing Ethan's response, Alicia burst into laughter, the sound filling the room. Her laughter carried a hint of mischievousness, perhaps driven by the sarcastic nature of her next remark. "I know, but don't forget I am a woman," she said sarcastically, her words laced with playful challenge. "I know how to play my game well. I'll make you moan my name throughout the night." The sarcastic tone added an air of lightness to her words, teasing Stephen in a flirtatious manner.Stephen responded with a dismissive hiss, the sound of his frustration clear as he turned and made his way back to his chair. He conveyed his annoyance nonverbally, not engaging further in the banter. Alicia,