When I arrived at Café de Royal, the sun was settling down. Its warm golden glow filtered through the windows, casting soft shadows across the tables. My heart raced as I stepped inside, half hoping and half dreading the encounter I had orchestrated. The plan was simple: meet Carlos, try to reason with him, and perhaps take one step closer to untangling the mess that had become my life. But fate had other plans. Instead of Carlos, I found Lisa seated at a corner table, scrolling through her phone with a focused expression.The sight of her made my stomach twist with unease. I had hoped to avoid her tonight, at least until I spoke with Carlos, but now that hope was gone. Taking a deep breath, I approached her table. She looked up at the sound of my footsteps, her eyebrows raising in mild surprise.“Lisa,” I said, forcing a polite smile. “I didn’t expect to see you here.”“Mel,” she replied, her voice cool but not outright hostile. “What brings you here tonight?”I hesitated, unsure of
“Oh my gosh!” I was running late, and I knew that Pachi would be angry with me. I was already angry with myself because of what I wore under my coat and that I had to clean up my father who came in drunk again.I rushed into the grand hall of the Star Rise Hotel, catching my breath. Everywhere and everyone seemed busy. My heart sank as I noticed Pachi, my boss, who owns Café De Royal where I work. Pachi had recruited me to be an usher at this event.He waved me down with anxiety written all over his face. I thought the job would be a simple gig; greet guests, hand out programs, and smile, but as I approached him, I could sense that something had gone terribly wrong.“Mel, thank goodness you’re here,” Pachi said, he was very relieved to see me. “Listen, we’ve got a situation. The second caterer is absent. I know you’re supposed to be ushering, but could you help out in the kitchen? I’ll double your pay.”Double pay? The sound of more money always makes sense to me. With my tuition l
I looked up at the man before me and froze. It was as if my breath hung in my throat, and the world around me disappeared momentarily. “Oh my gosh! He is handsome”. I said beneath my voice. His body looked like it had been sculpted from stone with every muscle perfectly defined beneath that tight, fitted shirt that left nothing to the imagination. His abs looked rock-hard, his chest broad and powerful, and his entire presence just screamed ‘Take me in,’ which made it hard to focus on anything else."My name’s Nathan," he said again, and I swear my mind almost went blank. He could’ve said his name was Thor, and I wouldn’t have been surprised.My heart was racing like it was trying to break free from my chest, and for a split second, I could’ve sworn the whole mess with Carlos and Lisa faded away. But I forced myself to pull it together. Focus, Mel!“I... I’m okay,” I said. I didn’t trust myself to say more. If I kept talking, I might’ve said something ridiculous.Without waiting for
I stood there, still trying to make sense of everything. He walked over to the corner of the room and pressed a button on a sleek control panel immediately the room was filled with a soft, sensual melody.He turned, his eyes locking onto mine, and pulled out a chair and placed it in the center of the room, facing me. The faint light cast shadows that danced across his chiseled features, making him look even more dangerous and enticing."Come here," he said, as he sat on the chair.I stood frozen, my heart pounding in my chest, unable to move or speak. It felt like I was caught up in a dream, and Nathan was the dream’s master.He leaned back in the chair, his gaze never leaving mine. "I’ll ask you again," he said, his voice a smooth command. "Strip for me."My breathing became difficult. My mind was waving to and fro, trying to process the audacity of his request, the magnetic pull I felt towards him, and the conflict tearing at my insides. I stared at him, dazed and uncertain.I opene
Nathan walked slowly ahead, confidently. I followed, my heart racing with each step, but my mind was blank. Behind us, I could hear Carlos’ voice rising, desperate and furious.“Mel! Mel, wait!” Carlos shouted, his voice cutting through the noise of the street. I kept moving, refusing to look back. I wasn’t going to give him the satisfaction of turning around. Not after what he did.Suddenly, I felt a force tugging at my arm, and I stumbled slightly. Carlos had caught up, his grip tight and desperate. “Mel, please - -”Before he could finish, one of Nathan’s guards, who seemed to have appeared out of nowhere, stepped in with lightning speed. The guard grabbed Carlos by the shoulder, pulling him back with surprising strength, his expression cold and unflinching.“Let her go,” the guard said firmly, his voice low but commanding.Carlos struggled for a moment, his eyes wide with frustration and anger, but he was no match for the guard’s strength. “Get your hands off me! This is between
As I stood there, shocked and embarrassed, the woman’s voice cut through the room like a knife. "This is an office," she snapped, her eyes narrowing as she stared at me with the utmost disgust. "I suggest you stop slutting around with my husband."Husband? My heart sank. Nathan never once mentioned he was married. I was mortified, and the shame washed over me in waves. He looked at me with pity, I couldn’t look back, not to him and not to anyone as my gaze was on the floor.I wanted to escape from the scene and disappear, but Nathan’s grip tightened on my arm before I could move. He stepped forward, his voice dangerously calm but filled with authority."I am not your husband, and you will treat my guest with the respect she deserves," Nathan said, each word cutting through the tension like thunder. His gaze was locked on her, firm and powerful. “If you can’t manage that, I will personally have you thrown out of this building.”The woman looked taken aback, her confidence wavered under
Nathan took me to one of the most exclusive and luxurious hotels in town. The moment we stepped out of his sleek car, I could feel the sudden change in the air. Heads turned, and it was clear that people recognized him. The way the staff greeted him, with respect and admiration, made me feel like I was stepping into a different world, one filled with luxury and privilege. I had never felt this important before, not like this.The grand lobby, adorned with marble floors and glittering chandeliers, felt like something out of a movie. As we were escorted to our table, I couldn’t help but notice the glances people gave us, as though wondering who I was. The way Nathan carried himself with such ease, it was clear this wasn’t his first time here. His confidence made me feel special like I belonged by his side. I felt like I was some sort of goddess and I walked majestically after him.When we finally sat down at our table, with a stunning view of the city’s skyline, the atmosphere shifted
Pachi’s face turned pale as Nathan’s words hung in the air. His usual swagger seemed to evaporate, leaving him fumbling for a response. "N-Nathan," he stammered, trying to regain his composure. "Our business - - of course, but - - uh... I didn’t expect you’d come here. I mean, this is… just a small café…"Nathan raised an eyebrow, his cool demeanour unchanged. "I go where I want, Pachi." His voice was smooth, and authoritative, as though he wasn’t just talking about the café, but about life itself. "Now, let’s not make this complicated."He gestured toward me, his hand light but commanding on the small of my back, and began guiding me to the VIP section of the café. I followed, a bit dazed, while Pachi stood there, rooted to the spot, still trying to gather himsel
When I arrived at Café de Royal, the sun was settling down. Its warm golden glow filtered through the windows, casting soft shadows across the tables. My heart raced as I stepped inside, half hoping and half dreading the encounter I had orchestrated. The plan was simple: meet Carlos, try to reason with him, and perhaps take one step closer to untangling the mess that had become my life. But fate had other plans. Instead of Carlos, I found Lisa seated at a corner table, scrolling through her phone with a focused expression.The sight of her made my stomach twist with unease. I had hoped to avoid her tonight, at least until I spoke with Carlos, but now that hope was gone. Taking a deep breath, I approached her table. She looked up at the sound of my footsteps, her eyebrows raising in mild surprise.“Lisa,” I said, forcing a polite smile. “I didn’t expect to see you here.”“Mel,” she replied, her voice cool but not outright hostile. “What brings you here tonight?”I hesitated, unsure of
The phone felt heavy in my hand as I paced back and forth in the dim light of my father’s living room. The weight of Don Chappo’s call was still pressing down on me like a stone on my chest. With a deep breath, I pressed Nathan’s number, my fingers trembling as I waited for him to pick up.“Mel?” Nathan’s voice came through, low and calm, yet there was an edge of exhaustion in his tone.“Nathan,” I started, my voice faltering for a moment. “I just got off the phone with Don Chappo.”There was a pause on the line before Nathan responded. “What did he say?”I sighed, gripping the phone tightly. “It wasn’t what he said as much as how he said it. Nathan, he’s not happy. He knows about everything, Carlos, the warehouse, Alex Sommer. He’s worried that this mess is spiralling out of control.”Nathan let out a long, measured breath. I could hear the tension behind it, the way he was trying to keep himself calm. “And what did he want from you?”“To fix it,” I replied, my voice cracking slightl
After my conversation with Nathan, my instincts pushed me toward Lisa. If there was any chance to stop this madness before it spiralled even further out of control, I needed to address the situation head-on. Lisa had to understand the gravity of her actions and the potential consequences they were inviting. Yet, with the police on my trail, meeting her in person was risky. Still, I couldn’t let that stop me.We arranged to meet at a small, out-of-the-way café, one of those places that managed to stay under the radar. I arrived early, scanning the room nervously, hoping no one had followed me. Lisa walked in shortly after, her usual confident stride somewhat subdued as she spotted me. She gave a hesitant smile, clearly uncertain about the tone of the meeting.“Hey, Mel,” she said, sliding into the seat across from me. “You sounded... urgent on the phone. What’s going on?”I leaned in, lowering my voice. “Lisa, I’ll get straight to the point. This thing with Steve, it has to stop.”Her
It was a quiet evening when my phone buzzed, breaking the stillness of the room. I glanced at the screen, seeing Pachi's name flash across it. My heart sank slightly; calls from Pachi rarely carried good news, especially in the tangled web of complications we’d found ourselves in lately. I hesitated for a moment before answering, bracing myself for whatever storm was about to hit.“Pachi,” I said, trying to keep my voice steady. “What’s going on?”“Mel,” he began, his voice tinged with urgency and anger. “I don’t even know how to start this, but you need to hear it straight. Carlos, he’s gone too far this time.”A cold shiver ran down my spine. Carlos had always been unpredictable, his temper as volatile as a storm at sea, but there was something in Pachi's tone that told me this wasn’t just another one of Carlos’s outbursts.“What did he do?” I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.Pachi let out a long sigh, as though he was gathering the strength to deliver the news. “He saw Steve
I pushed back from his hold and sat down. Nathan stood there, his arms folded across his chest, the tension between us thick enough to cut with a knife. I got up and took a hesitant step closer, searching his eyes for a change of emotion, of vulnerability, anything to bridge the growing tension between us. I tilted my head up and leaned in, intending to kiss him, to remind him of what we had. But before our lips could meet, he turned his head away, leaving me hanging in an awkward limbo.The rejection hit me like a slap. I took a step back, my cheeks flushing with embarrassment and anger. “What’s going on with you, Nathan?” I demanded, my voice sharp. “Why are you pulling away from me?”He sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose as if trying to stave off a headache. “Mel, it’s not you. It’s... complicated.”“Complicated?” I repeated, incredulous. “What’s complicated about this? About us? You say you care about me, but you won’t even let me get close to you anymore. Who am I to you, N
Nathan arrived at my father’s house just after sunset, his presence commanding even in the dimly lit surroundings. I had been pacing the living room, a swirl of emotions gripping me, confusion, frustration, and a growing sense of unease. When he walked in, he gave me a soft smile, but it didn’t quite reach his eyes.“You said it was urgent,” he said, shrugging off his coat and laying it across the back of the couch. “What’s going on?”I motioned for him to sit, but he remained standing, his posture rigid. I decided to get straight to the point. “I spoke to Alex today.”That got his attention. His brows furrowed, and his jaw tightened. “Alex?”“Yes,” I confirmed, crossing my arms. “He told me a lot of things, Nathan. About you, about him, about Katrina.”Nathan sighed, rubbing the back of his neck. “What did he say this time?”I stepped closer, my voice steady but tinged with urgency. “He said you betrayed him. That you pushed him out of the business and took his shares, he said that’s
The café was bustling that morning, filled with customers' chatter and cups clinking. I pushed the door open, the little bell above it jingling softly, and immediately scanned the room. There they were, Steve and Lisa, sitting together in a corner booth, heads close as if sharing some secret. My blood boiled at the sight. Steve had no business being here, especially not with Lisa.I walked briskly to their table, my heels clicking sharply against the tiled floor. Steve looked up, a smirk spreading across his face as he saw me approach. Lisa, on the other hand, looked uneasy, her eyes darting between Steve and me.“What are you doing here, Steve?” I asked, my voice low but firm.He leaned back in his chair, feigning nonchalance. “Having a cup of coffee, Mel. Last I checked, this was a public place.”I ignored his sarcasm and turned to Lisa. “You shouldn’t be here with him. Do you know how dangerous this is? If Carlos sees the two of you together, there will be trouble.”Lisa looked awa
The weight of the day's events bore down on me as I paced in the penthouse, waiting for Nathan to come back from his meeting. My hands were trembling slightly, and my mind raced with thoughts of Katrina’s betrayal. She had set me up in the worst possible way. How could someone stoop so low? The knock on the door snapped me out of my spiralling thoughts.I opened it to find Nathan standing there, his face a mixture of concern and determination. “Mel,” he said softly, stepping inside and closing the door behind him. “What happened?”I took a deep breath and launched into the story, my words tumbling out in a torrent of frustration and fear. “I went to Katrina’s place to try and talk to her, Nathan. I thought that maybe, just maybe, I could reason with her. I begged her to drop the suit, to stop all of this madness. But she wouldn’t listen. She accused me of taking everything from her, her life, her marriage, her dignity.”Nathan’s jaw tightened, and his blue eyes darkened with anger. “G
As I stepped into the courthouse that morning, a sense of unease prickled at the back of my neck. Nathan and his lawyer had assured me this would be a standard procedural hearing, a step in the long and drawn-out divorce battle Katrina had initiated. Yet, the moment I entered the courtroom and locked eyes with Katrina, I knew something was off. Her expression wasn’t just cold; it was triumphant, a look that sent a chill down my spine.The judge called the session to order, and Katrina’s lawyer wasted no time. His voice was sharp and deliberate as he addressed the court."Your Honour, before we proceed, my client would like to call an additional witness to provide relevant testimony to this case. We call Merylyn—" he paused for effect and then said my full name.I froze. My heart stopped for a moment before racing wildly. A murmur rippled through the courtroom. Nathan turned to look at me, his face etched with shock and anger. His lawyer immediately stood to object.“Your Honour, this