JEREMY LIGHTWOOD★It's already the month of Christmas, and as we approach the New Year, it marks a year since Rosalind and I have been together. I promised her that we would part ways quietly, without anyone knowing—even Grandma remains unaware of our decision.I'm still uncertain about my feelings for her, and that's not the clarity I had hoped for; that fateful one-night stand transformed everything the moment I met her, and now we find ourselves on the brink of ending a year together.I recalled the evening when Dad and I had a talk, during which I mentioned that I wasn't in love with anyone, all the while concealing the truth that there was that particular lady that had captured my heart from the moment we met. "Mr. Lightwood, I've already made the arrangements for the business trip to Paris," my assistant informed me, interrupting my thoughts, and I nodded in acknowledgment to what he had said.I have a two-day business trip to Paris that I must attend before Christmas, but my o
ROSALIND LIGHTWOOD★I gasped as my eyes fell upon the sleek black jet that would take us to Paris—Jeremy's private jet! It was impressively large, and I couldn't help but stare in awe. But then again, what else could I expect from one of the wealthiest men who owns a successful global company?"You should stop staring and come inside," I heard him say, prompting me to clear my throat as I observed the men diligently carrying our luggage in."Is this really yours?" I found myself asking him, my curiosity evident, and he chuckled in response without offering an answer. As he ascended the stairs, he gently took my hand, guiding me to follow him. "Good morning, Mr. Jeremy and Mrs. Rosalind," the waiter greeted, prompting me to turn toward her. "Good morning. Rosa, this is Caroline, our air waitress," Jeremy introduced."Good morning!" I greeted with a smile. "What can I get for you?" she inquired. "I'm perfectly fine with just water, thanks" I answered before Jeremy interjected."Get
ROSALIND LIGHTWOOD★ The past two days have been somewhat dull since Jeremy attended his meeting, leaving me at the mansion to address Lauren's questions about dresses and other matters, as well as to respond to emails each morning and receive calls from Carrie. I quickly threw on a button-up shirt and headed downstairs. Although Jeremy and I had been sharing a bed for the past two days, he often returned home so late that I hardly noticed when he came in. With no one else around to tend to the garden, I grabbed the hose and watered the plants myself. "Good morning," I heard Jeremy's voice behind me, and as I turned to face him, I couldn't help but notice the way his black shirt hung open, revealing his sculpted chest and chiseled abs. I swallowed hard, astonished that his office attire concealed such a striking physique. "You don't mind if I stared at yours too," I heard him say, jolting me from my thoughts and forcing me to glance down at my own outfit. A wave of emba
ROSALIND LIGHTWOOD★I was still taken aback by Jeremy's silence regarding my reaction as I left his embrace that afternoon; it was clear he felt no anger as we went from place to place together. "Where are we headed?" I asked, noticing the motorbike parked in front of the house, complete with two helmets.He mounted the bike and grabbed a helmet, handing the other one to me with a confident smile. "Hop on and trust me," he urged. It was getting late already, with a resigned sigh, I carefully climbed onto the bike and secured the helmet on my head. He gently pulled my hands around his waist, and as he ignited the engine, we sped off to an unknown destination. The fresh breeze whipped against my skin, prompting me to tighten my grip around him, a mix of excitement and uncertainty coursing through me. We pulled up to a sleek building where two men awaited his arrival, and as he engaged with them in fluent French, my curiosity piqued about the nature of their conversation. "How is he
ROSALIND LIGHTWOOD★As I stepped off the plane, I pulled my luggage behind me, the night air wrapping around me like a blanket. The flight had taken the usual eleven hours to reach the city.After leaving the airport, I stood outside, scanning the street for a cab. Just as one pulled up in front of me, I heard a familiar voice calling my name—Jeremy. I turned to see him weaving through the crowd, determination etched on his face as he made his way toward me.I swiftly stowed my luggage in the trunk and slid into the backseat, relaying my destination to the driver, who immediately started the engine and pulled away. As I stole a glance at him, I noticed the fury simmering beneath his calm exterior. I couldn't help but marvel at his patience for waiting at the airport until I finally emerged. Upon arriving at Carrie's house, I settled the fare and retrieved my bags, then approached the door, pressing the bell and knocking insistently. When my calls to her went unanswered, I felt a s
ROSALIND LIGHTWOOD★"Mr. Lightwood, your immediate attention is required at the company," his assistant interjected, urgency lacing his voice as he interrupted us, prompting us to pull away from one another."What’s going on?" I inquired, noticing the tension in his expression as he pinched the bridge of his nose in frustration."I'll be back; just wait for me," he replied, and I instinctively grasped his hand, unwilling to let him go."No, tell me what's going on," I urged, my voice laced with concern as he let out a heavy sigh."The shareholders have caught wind of our contract we signed, and they want both Jason and me at the company to vote on who will take over as CEO," he explained, and my heart sank."What are you saying? Oh God!" I gasped, biting my lip in anxiety."It's going to be okay. You should stay here; I'll be back soon," he reassured me, but I tightened my grip on his hand."No, I'm going with you. I’ll wait for you there," I insisted, and after a moment of hesitation
ROSALIND LIGHTWOOD★As I slept, I felt soft lips brush against my forehead, the familiar scent enveloping me, prompting a smile as he cuddled me closer. I nestled deeper into his embrace, and he tenderly kissed my hair. "Good morning," he whispered, and I slowly opened my eyes to meet his beautiful eyes."You smell amazing," I said, and his smile widened in response."Would you like to have a taste of me, then?" he asked, his voice dripping with flirtation, leaving me momentarily speechless. "What are you talking about?" I stammered, quickly trying to hide my flushed cheeks as I attempted to get off the bed. But he pulled me back on the bed, his face inches from mine, our noses brushing together as he held my hands above my head."Aren't you going to be late for work?" I asked him, a teasing smile playing on my lips."Well, I could easily spend the whole day with you," he replied, and I leaned in, stealing a quick kiss before grinning at him."Do it again," he urged, his eyes sparkl
Rosalind Chris★Today marks our one-year anniversary with my boyfriend Mark, and despite always being there for each other and understanding each other, he hasn't been picking up my calls.Did he forget about today?I drove to his house, knocked on the door, and received no response. With a sinking feeling, I bit my lip and pondered his whereabouts. Turning the doorknob, I found it unlocked. As I cautiously entered and searched downstairs, I eventually made my way upstairs to his room, where I was met with the sound of moans.With slow, hesitant steps, I pushed open the door, feeling my heart shatter as tears welled up in my eyes. "Mark," I called out, my voice trembling with emotion."Oh, look who's here," he said flatly, devoid of emotion, as he nonchalantly got off the bed. Walking towards me in his naked state, he flashed a smile that sent a chill down my spine."I forgot to mention, we're over. I've been preoccupied with this lovely lady," he stated, gesturing towards the woman