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
Rosalind Chris★ I snuggled up to the person beside me and inhaled the amazing scent. I felt myself being pushed away gently and heard someone sigh beside me. I sluggishly stood up from the bed and gazed at the figure standing in front of me. I rubbed my bleary eyes and focused my attention back on the figure. I lifted the bedsheet and gasped in surprise. I slowly remembered what had happened the night before and realized I had mistaken the man for Mark, my boyfriend."What are you doing in my room"I asked,shocked."If I am correct, this is room 201." He raised the card in the middle of his two fingers. I slowly remembered the receptionist giving me a card for room 210."Shit, what have I done?" In a swift motion, I rose from the bed and hurriedly came down. "What have I done?" I kept repeating the question while running my hands through my hair. In haste, I threw my clothes on and arranged my hair. A card was tossed in my direction, prompting me to gaze at the man in confusion before
Jeremy Lightwood ★ Three years have elapsed since Clara's departure and despite not engaging with other women who come to my private to comfort me, last night was a different story as I couldn't stop thinking about it. The once promising relationship with Clara took a heartbreaking turn when she revealed her love for my elder brother,Jason, on the night I planned to propose, plunging me into a period of emotional turmoil and confusion, Since then, I have seemingly sealed my heart off from the feminine persuasion until the unexpected encounter with the lady from last night.After inheriting the LIGHTWOOD ENTERPRISE, a prominent nationwide investment company, from our father, Mr. Lightwood, I became his successor, sparking an enduring and contentious rivalry between two siblings.Despite my father's insistence on involving me in extramarital affairs and arranging countless blind dates, I consistently choose not to attend any of them. Regardless of my father's perseverance in plannin
Jeremy Lightwood★ Lightwood Enterprise is celebrating its 40th anniversary this evening. Last night did not go as planned when she stared at me as if I hadn't said anything before retiring to bed."How did your it go with Miss Rosa last night?" Gran Mels inquired as she served me breakfast and settled in to sit. Before I could respond, the sound of heels echoed through the room as Rosalind entered, dressed in a powerful suit and sharp trousers. Gran's face lit up upon seeing her and she stood up in excitement."I was just inquiring about you from..." Gran Mels trailed off, searching for the right word. Rosa simply smiled at her and Gran graciously gestured for her to sit, pulling out a chair for her to take a seat.Why does Grandmother look so elated after seeing her? Gran went to the kitchen, leaving an awkward silence in her wake. Rosa dropped the document on the table and poured herself a glass of water."I couldn't help but notice that you seemed hesitant about signing the propos