The next day, Archer woke up on a table in the study with documents scattered everywhere.He widened his eyes, driving away his drowsiness only to realize that Tangie was no longer with him.The previous night, she offered to help him decipher the list and find more details about Maverick Jr. "I was probably still asleep when she left," he said apologetically.His whole body felt sick from lack of rest, while his upper body ached badly from the bad sleeping position.Archer stood up to stretch. He paused instantly, taken aback by the sight of Tangie on the floor, fast asleep. Her thick brown hair covered most of her face, leaving out her pink lips and her nicely structured jawline.Images of those lips on his flashed through his mind.Archer went still.Then unconsciously, he dropped to his knees and gently brushed off the hair on her face. As he did so, Tangie's full face surface, her long lashes gracefully resting upon her eyelids made him wonder if they were natural.After a while
Inviting Celestine Devant to dinner was not the issue. Cooking, however, was the issue. When Tangie had said to invite him to dinner, Archer had no idea he was going to do the cooking.“But I will help you…” she mumbled, fidgeting under his scrutinizing glare.“You’ve never cooked?” Archer asked curiously.“I have, only for you…” she said lowly. Archer was taken aback, but he couldn’t deny the fuzzy feeling of spending the day with her, so of course he accepted to cook.However, he had one question on his mind.“When did you cook for me? I just can’t seem to remember…” he said softly, Tangie drooped her head to the ground, lushing slightly.“Just say it…” Archer pleaded.“The day I tripped and poured tea on you…” “Oh!” Archer gasped. “And the day you said you weren’t going to be long at work so I made lunch but you didn’t come by then, so I made dinner…”Tangie’s voice fell as she continued, “When you came home, you said you weren’t hungry… and I’d been waiting to eat with you a
Snail Park wasn't as difficult to find as he expected, however, it was dark. Too grim, and small to be called a Park. Archer figured that was the reason Maverick's men chose to attack Celestine here. "Amateurs!" He spat. They didn't stand a fighting chance against him despite their loaded arms.He silently moved through the Park’s blindspots in a shadow, searching for Celestine. Every encounter with Maverick’s men, a silent combat ending in their defeat.Not one thug was able to fight back because they were all caught off guard and made to bow with a silent strike below the belt.As he sneaked around the trails of the small park, listening carefully forCelestine's running steps. He was suddenly stopped by a loud yelp. Archer stopped and looked around. In the grim park area, there was a faint red light pointing in a certain direction."No!" He grunted, hurriedly leaping towards that direction. As he drew closer, he heard Celestine's voice echoing amidst tears and heavy breaths. "
Tangie sat in the foyer of her fiance's estate, restlessly tapping her foot against the ground. She had looked at her phone screen at least a hundred times, repeatedly glancing at the time."It's 1 am Ma'am, please, go to bed. Boss will be very upset that we allowed you sit outside here by this time of the night."Tangie must have heard the sentence over ten times tonight. “‘Allowed’? What do they take me for?” She murmured, however, she refused to listen to anyone. Only one person could make her go inside the house and that was her husband-to-be, Archer.Suddenly, the headlights of a car reflected faintly on the gate. Tangie sprang to her feet and raced towards the gate. All her bodyguards’ attempts to stop her were futile.The censored gate glided open and Archer's truck drove in. After parking the car, he stepped down from the driver's side while Celestine came down from the other side.Suddenly, the sound of approaching footsteps echoed around him and he instinctively took a de
When Archer had agreed to let Tangie into his bed, she had no idea he would let go of his bed completely and settle on the couch.Even though it was an honorable and respectful gesture towards Tangie, she still felt disappointed.Archer tucked her in, he increased the degree of the a.c in his room to a considerable temperature for her sake.Then he went to the couch."Do you like the lights off or on?" "Off..." She replied shyly.A few minutes later, the whole house went hushed with silence. Not a single sound infiltrated the night.Tangie lay still on the bed, unable to toss around or twirl for fear that she would disrupt the silent night. But one thing was certain, she wasn't going to sleep- not in such conditions.There were about ten rooms in the house and Archer was on the couch, "just because I got greedy," she cursed under her breath."Why do I keep jumping the gun?" She muttered. After the moment they had, she thought they were at least a step closer to being comfortable wit
Tangie and Archer settled on the empty seat next to him, their eyes sparkling with peak curiosity."Let's hear it..." Archer said."I have worked for Sterling Groups for six years, Sir. In those six years, never have I seen this man..." Celestine said, pivoting the laptop screen so that Archer and Tangie could have a look."Down here, it states that meetings will be attended by a representative. It is just a feeling, sir, but I suspect, the representative here is Maverick Jr."Archer and Tangie exchanged glances at each other, it sounded believable, logical. "And if I'm not being too presumptuous, we may have found Big Dot too..." Celestine paused, "him, he is Big Dot..."Archer rested on the base of the chair without a word, he was thinking deeply about Celestine's words. "We just need a confirmation..." Tangie chimed."I know someone who would know for certain," He interrupted, Celestine's eyes popped out in surprise, "you do?!""Yes, Master Woods would know..." Archer replied."
Archer spent the entire ride to Utah's National Broadcasting Company thinking about Tangie. She was too good to be true.Perhaps, that is what happens when you are betrayed by your ex-wife. His past had him questioning Tangie's intentions for him, even though her eyes glowed with nothing but genuineness and sincerity, he just could not completely believe her. Despite his doubt and cautiousness, one unsettling thing was the way his heart had a mind of its own. Why did it race that fast when their gazes met at the parking lot, why did he suddenly feel the need to cancel their plan just to protect her? But he couldn't help it, he couldn't expose her like that to Maverick, Libra, and the unknown Big Dot."I can't do it..." He blurted out, startling Celestine and Tangie who was revising her speech. They suddenly raised their gaze to him, looking at him in confusion."What are you talking about?" Tangie asked, puzzled.Archer looked out the window, he was surrounded by a convoy of his s
Marcellus chauffeured Archer and Tangie to the luxurious rooftop restaurant in the Central part of town. The view up there gave a quality of time about to be well spent- and two things intrigued Tangie as he guided her to their seats- his refined taste, the point he was making.As they settled at the reserved table for two, Tangie began to admire her ring again, but suddenly felt that maybe she should have splurged more than just a Tiffany®️ if she knew he would really put it on her finger."You keep looking at that," Archer commented.A shy smile escaped Tangie and she sat up, "It's beginning to feel real," she replied.Archer's eyes brightened up with admiration for her, he watched her tuck a few strands of her hair behind her ear, intrigued by her effortless grace.Tangie glanced at him and noticed his intent gaze on her, she averted her gaze, seeking for control over her racing heart, gulping down the glass of wine before her like she was thirsty."Are you okay?" Archer asked, "Sh