AUDREY“What are those things?” Gabriel probed. “You see, I can’t understand you if you don’t communicate.”“I just can’t see myself engaging in any relationship, not with what I’ve experienced in the past. I’m so sorry, Gabriel.”He raised an eyebrow, confused. “Is a third party involved? Some ex-boyfriend, perhaps?”I looked away. How could he read through me? But Liam wasn’t an ex, no.“Is this silence your admission? Who is he?”“A person that still holds my heart.”Gabriel’s expression hardened. “You’re still in love with him?”“No!” I denied. “Not in love, no. I couldn’t say I was in love with him. I barely know him at all, but a memory of him is still holding on.”“You were not in love with this man, you are saying, but as I can see, you still haven’t moved on. I don’t understand this. Where is he now?”I brought myself up. I couldn’t tell Gabriel he was already dead because I didn’t want him to see through me. I didn’t want anyone else to know about my past. Liam was the night
AUDREYWhile preparing the sauce, Gabriel was at the deck, grilling the fish and meat. Shortly after, I climbed up to the deck and arranged the table. I picked up a bottle of Sauvignon blanc. The combination would bring out brisk and earthy nuances. Then a flash of memory popped up in my mind again when I was sitting across from my father, who taught me a great deal about wines.I slid a glance at Gabriel, who was now only in a loose white t-shirt, but still managed to reveal the cuts on his ample shoulders and biceps while still on the barbecue. I suddenly ached to hold those muscles and cuddle around them. The scent of the grilled food and a delicious-looking man in one view was much more than a woman could ask for. Unable to wait any longer, I poured wine into the glass and guzzled it straight, then I drew myself towards him.“Audrey, I’m almost done—”I slithered my arms around his waist and embraced him from behind. My eyes fluttered, and a moan escaped my lips as I felt his war
AUDREYGabriel’s place was just as grandiose as he was. We first took an elevator toward his penthouse on Fifth Avenue. The space was cultured with full gray & white veins in the Italian marble floors and a living room with floor-to-ceiling windows that peered across the beautiful view of Central Park. His home was beautiful, like the man himself. His private space was warm and extravagant, and the walls were filled with gorgeous paintings of abstraction and landscapes but were never exaggerated. I understood his fascination with the arts. The tension inside me had become palpable. We’d been together alone for hours, but I was even more nervous now.“Your house is amazing…” I praised softly as if being in his home was a privilege. This was another glance at Gabriel’s private life.He pulled me to him and sandwiched me against his arms. “I’ve imagined this moment, Audrey,” he said softly. “I’ve pictured you standing on my floor, and here you are. I can’t wait to have you tonight.”Oh,
AUDREYAs promised, Gabriel brought me to his bedroom. He gently dried my hair with a towel and then let it fall on the floor afterward.“Gabriel…” I shut my eyes and drifted my hands on his chest up to his neck, then I traced the line of his jaws with my fingers. God, he’s so perfect. “Hmm,” he hummed. “You smell so good.” His hands moved to my waist, and then he stepped closer to snivel my hair while caressing my bare skin so tenderly.“I like how we smell the same.” I smiled at the small gap between our lips. I was utterly naked in front of him, so exposed and slightly nervous. I wanted to stare at his body too, but it was too bad he had wrapped himself in a bathrobe. “Am I making you nervous?” he asked, his fingers trailing the skin of my arms, teasing me back and forth.I held my breath. “A little.”“Then I probably didn’t make you comfortable enough. You have to get used to me, Audrey, because I don’t intend to stop touching you.”He lowered his head with mine, and possessive
AUDREYWhen I came down, Gabriel was lighting up lavender-scented candles on an amorous table set up with linen napkins and covers and flowers centerpiece at the dining. A piece of soft, beautiful music playing in the background.“Very nice,” I commented to make known my presence. “And the song choice is beautiful. You and Me? I guess you listen to Mathew Barbers too.”“Angel.” He flashed a radiant grin when he saw me. “Come here.” He reached out a hand to me, so I paced towards him and entwined my hands with his, then he brought me to his side. He lowered his head to mine. “The song suits us, I think.”I placed my hand over his chest and sensed his warmth on my palms.This was how it was supposed to feel, being treasured and appreciated. Despite the conversation earlier, Gabriel had never been anything but kind to me. I loved how gently his touch was, and the untainted feeling he was giving me like nothing else mattered but us. He trailed my spine with his hand and stopped at my lowe
AUDREYCharles had called me five times already since morning, according to the call logs. I finally answered. “Charles?” I looked up at Gabriel, whose eyebrow shot up.“Audrey, I’m glad you finally answered,” he sounded somewhat relieved.“Yes, what is it?”“Listen, someone suddenly came here two days ago about your house. He said he’d be willing to pay double the price you loaned, which is pretty strange to me. Do you know about this? I haven’t told anyone about it.”“Who are you talking about?”“The name is Coulson Stark. I called to ask you if you know about this because I can’t think of anything else, but you told me you work for Stark Apparel. What’s the meaning of this, Audrey?”Coulson? Did he know about this too? I clenched my fist. I couldn’t freaking believe this. “Charles, can I get back to you about this later?”“Wait, but you know this, right?”“Somehow,” I answered. “I’ll just need to check on something, and I will call you back, okay?”“Sure.” He sighed. “Audrey, if t
AUDREYThe painting displayed in the living room was already glorious, but obviously, Gabriel kept the finest ones in one place in this room. He took my hand and drew me to the wall at the left, and presented me with the enormous painting of an angel.And it wasn’t any regular painting of an angel with wings. Its body was male with the face of a female, and it was nude but with no genitals. But that wasn’t what made the artwork brilliant. The angel’s wings had two shades of black and white and spread up above. “Redenzione dell’angelo caduto. The Fallen Angel’s Redemption. Bello, no?” he murmured.“Sì, signore, bellissimo. Chi ha creato questo?” I said, unable to take my eyes off the painting. “A painter and friend I talked about earlier. Tu parla Italiano, si?”I shifted my gaze to his gorgeous face. “My mother was Italian. She taught me. You? You speak it very well, Mr. Stark like it’s your mother tongue.”His eyebrows knitted together, but his eyes gleamed in apparent delight. “Be
AUDREYGabriel settled on the lounge stool across from me. “I can’t really tell if we were close or if we’ve ever been, but he was compassionate, unflawed… but I hurt him. What I did was unforgivable.”I looked up into Gabriel’s gaze, and his expression turned dark. “What happened to this boy?” His voice was hoarse.“He died, and it’s my fault, Gabriel. I caused someone’s undeserved misery and death when he was so pure and so kind. It haunts me every single day…” I buried my face in my palms and began to sob as my chest started to feel heavy.“What did you do to this boy?” he went on.I stared back at his face, my lips trembling. “I didn’t trust him. I stole his freedom and sent him to the abyss. For this man that I knew was innocent had spent his last breath in agony. It is something I couldn’t redeem myself with.”Gabriel straightened his shoulder, and his eyes dimmed. He scratched his temple. “What exactly did you do? Did you cause this boy’s death? How? Who was he to you?”I clen
JULIA I came to Le Grandi at exactly seven as Henry instructed. I was already guessing that he and his brother were up to something—and this beautiful lilac dress Adam sent to my apartment was the indication. This was going to be our first official date. We had been fighting all our lives because of endless misunderstandings after all. I realized that Adam and I were always in a situation neither of us could stop. This time, fate brought us back together.Excited and nervous as well, I proceeded to the main entrance. The door attendant greeted me with a wide meaningful grin as if he was expecting my arrival. The lights abruptly shut off the moment I stepped inside, then a single spotlight flashed on.My palms caught my mouth instantly when I found Adam standing next to an elegantly arranged table with candlelight, a floral centerpiece, and linen drapes. He was dressed in an impeccable navy-blue tuxedo, holding a bouquet of white roses. Two violinists stood behind him, playing a soft r
He kissed me as he continued to pound inside me. He looked at me as if I was the most desirable woman he’d ever seen. There was no one else I could want this bad—only him.It was already nine o'clock in the morning when I woke up, and Adam's arms were still wrapped around my waist. Though incredibly exhausted and sore, I felt great for the first time in years. His face buried in my hair. We were having sex nonstop, and if it weren't for my exhaustion, he probably wouldn’t stop.“What time is it?” Adam whispered, finally awake.“It's nine.”“Then, I'm late.” He gave me a tender kiss on my forehead, then swiftly stepped out of the bed. Still undressed, he walked straight to the bathroom, letting the blanket fall on the floor, revealing his round, full butt I’d been gripping with my palms all night. He was ridiculously sexy. I couldn’t get enough of him. My insides were beginning to flare up again.He disappeared into the bathroom for several minutes, and then he came back dressed in a t
ADAMI have to tell Bianca now.Damn it. It wasn't that hard. I could just let them take my site in Thailand, ask her parents to sign the transfer papers, and it’s all done. I just couldn't find the right time because I didn’t want to make a scene. I knew Bianca too well, and I knew that it wasn’t going to end well.I had to, though. Immediately. I couldn’t wait to get Julia back, especially with my possessiveness issue. I was always jealous. I wanted to keep her by my side and shove all those men away, even if it's my brother who was now dragging Julia to the dance floor.I clenched my fists.“Don't you want to dance?” Bianca said. She fucking couldn’t stop holding me in public. “Or do you want to get back to the suite?”“Bianca, please...” I moved her hands away from my neck. “Don't.”She sighed and drank another shot of red wine.“When are you going to stop making this harder for us? Hmm? Or maybe I could just tell Dad to let us get married right away? Isn't that what you wanted fo
I let the running water flow continuously as I washed my hands, letting myself cool. I looked up and then looked at my reflection.What are you doing, Julia? Haven’t you had enough of this? Why did I have to be caught up in this situation all the time? I shook my head, then took a handful of water and wet my face.“You're marrying him?” a deep, dangerous voice abruptly spoke behind me. I looked back in the mirror and found Adam’s perilous stare. He was seething.“Do I need to get your permission?” I asked as I continued to dampen my cheeks.“Is that true what he said out there?”“Why does it matter to you?”“It does matter to me,” he said tightly. “You said you wanted me, but when I didn’t answer, you’re already running to Henry?”I dried my face with a napkin, then I faced him. “Then what is your answer, Adam? No matter what we do, we can’t be together.”“But you can't marry him.” He grasped my shoulders, shaking his head.“What made you think that I will? Now, please leave me alone
JULIALouis ushered me to his table, and since I was already aware that Adam will be right next to us, I prepared myself not to look surprised when I see him with his ex-wife-slashed-fiancée. Why was our world so close? Why did I have to see him in every corner of the world?His answer to me last night was clearer than diamonds. He was not going to choose me. He would not break up with Bianca because they had a deal. There was no way he was going to cut their deal because his company was at stake. I was getting pissed with myself already. Should I talk about it with Henry?As expected, Adam and Bianca were there—only a few feet away from our table. Damn it, and she was wearing the same shade of dress as I was, but her hair coordinated more with her dress than mine.I almost wanted to scream. I tried not to look at them, but damn, I couldn’t help it. Adam was wearing a matching suit, and he was fine-looking as always. Unfortunately, they looked so good together. I did not want to appea
JULIAI didn’t go to the site with Luke the next day. I stayed in my room, and fortunately, I needed to make gazillion calls and check the paperwork for the new hotel. I had breakfast and then ate lunch by myself. Luke and Adam would be working together at the site until the next day. My boss did not call, so I guessed it was fine.It was five o'clock when I finished the paperwork. I was suffering from a backache, but I still needed to prepare for the awards night in the evening. Henry hadn’t called yet, but I was preparing for the event anyway.I opened my suitcase and unfurled the only dress I could bring. It was a strapped, long, crimson-red dress. The neckline was a low V cut. I only wore it once, when Claire celebrated her twenty-first birthday. I would match it with my nude heels.I did not care if I look pretty in front of Henry, unlike before. However, he deserved a friend to be with him, and I didn’t want to embarrass him. He might be expecting an award, and I would be walkin
JULIAThe meeting began in the afternoon at the Ritz-Carlton—the hotel we had checked into along with the staff. Adam came, and fortunately, his fiancée didn’t. I was so nervous since he didn’t even reply to my message.What if ignoring it was his answer?Luke enlightened us about the contract, and then we were now officially in business with Cavendish Enterprises. They both signed the deal and sealed it for legalization. Adam’s company was going to be our contractor for the establishment of the new Hotel B in Los Angeles.As stated in the contract, they would be in charge of the resources, workers, and structural design. Adam initially showed Luke the plan for the new hotel, but we were still going to discuss it precisely with the whole team. My new boss still needed to meet Adam’s architects and designers when we return to New York.“It’s a great pleasure working with you, Mr. Cavendish.”“It’s mine as well. Thank you, Mr. Alejandro.” Adam shook his hand, and then the members of our
The door attendant took her cashmere-made cardigan as she and Adam entered the restaurant. She whispered something in his ear while she was slipping her hands on his arm. Adam smiled slightly at her. My heart suddenly felt like a bomb that was going to explode at any moment.“Cavendish said he was traveling alone,” Luke spoke, “but he brought the blonde. This is interesting.”I rolled my eyes at Luke, heaving out a sharp breath. “Really now?”He chuckled, noticing my boredom. “No, seriously. You're so defensive. Who wouldn't notice her long legs?”“What is wrong with you?” I slapped his shoulders unintentionally.“Aw...” He grabbed his shoulders. “What? I was only joking.”“It’s not a good joke. Er… sorry about that. I almost forgot that you're my boss.”“I'm just so glad Jake isn't here. Sit next to me, Julia,” he instructed.“Why?”“Just do it. Cavendish’s fiancée's with him. Sitting next to me would look like you're my date.”“You are clearly having fun with this.”He laughed. “Why
JULIAThese are the important documents we need for our trip to LA. Have you tried calling—” A knock from the glass door interrupted Luke from finishing his sentence. His secretary was standing at the meeting room door.“Excuse me, Mr. Alejandro. There's a visitor in the lobby, and he said it’s important. It's actually for Ms. Taylor, sir,” Ms. Craig informed.“For me?”Luke frowned as he gazed at me. “Expecting someone?”I shook my head. “Did he say his name?”“Oh, his name is Henry.”Henry. How did he know where to find me? “What did you say to him?” I queried. “We’re in a meeting.”“Ms. Craig, we're about to finish here,” Luke prompted. “Tell him to wait five minutes.”“Yes, sir.” She left.“It's okay, Luke. I could just meet him outside.”“Julia, it's eleven fifty-five. Take a break. Come to my office when you get back. And oh! Please contact Cavendish. I’ve got to tell him something about this project.” Luke grabbed the binders and stood up. He held the door open. “Julia?”“Oh, t