The morning sun greeted me with its warmth as I opened the curtains on the balcony. I had just come out of the bathroom after washing my face, and I had been smiling since earlier. Who wouldn't? There were so many roses in the room when I woke up, not just one color, but various shades. Alex had also left a letter in there, and I couldn't help but roll around on my bed. Even though we had a little argument last night because he didn't want us to sleep in separate rooms and preferred that I stay in his room, which I didn't agree with. I wanted to avoid any potential distractions this early. A message interrupted my thoughts, so I approached the bedside table and checked my phone. 'Good morning! Do you like the flowers?' I smiled and started typing a reply to him, but my smile faded when I read his next message. 'Is it prettier than the flowers you received yesterday?' I was about to feel thrilled, but he had to remind me of yesterday. Alex has a knack for ruining the mood. 'I mis
"Is something wrong? You seem lost in thought," Alex's voice brought me back to the present. We were in his office, and I was seated on his visitor's couch. I looked around for the food I had brought earlier, but it was nowhere to be seen in his office. A bodyguard had brought it in earlier, and I wondered where it had gone. "Alex, where's the white bag I brought?" I continued searching with my eyes, but I couldn't find it. Did I forget it or did they take it? "That? I reheated it," he replied. "Why did you take it from me?" "I brought it here. Didn't you notice? You've been lost in thought since we arrived. What's on your mind?" He moved closer to me, and his hand rested on my waist. I pulled away from his touch. My eyes had been searching for the food, but now I focused on him. "Alex, why did you introduce me as your girlfriend to them?" "What do you mean?" He looked somewhat innocent. "Why did you make it seem like we're in a relationship? Don't tell me you're trying to make
It was already 11 o'clock when we decided to go to sleep. I was told to sleep in the guest room by their mom, but when I got there, there was a man already lying on the bed, and it was obvious that it was Alex. He was hugging a large pillow and lying in the opposite direction. I found enough space on the bed to accommodate us, but I didn't have a plan for that. I searched for a blanket or anything to lie on, and luckily, I found one, so I spread it on the floor. I also took two pillows from the bed. Suddenly, I screamed when Alex pulled me and wrapped his arms around me while lying on top of me. He looked at me intently, making my heart race. 'What are you doing?' I asked, feeling nervous. Locking you up," he replied, his mischievous smile heightened the rapid beating of my heart. "Why do you need to lock me up? You could simply tell me if you have something to say,"I wanted to avoid him, but there was something about the way Alex looked at me that made it impossible for me to move
"I ignore the tension between the three of us and try to stay positive about what's happening. 'W-what are you talking about? Of course, I'm with your siblings. We're just hanging out. Why only now?' Maybe he only took Lavinia out because it's also work. This is work, right? Lavinia raised an eyebrow, but quickly dismissed it as if she was thinking about something and faced Alex. "Honey," she said affectionately. H-honey? Why does Lavinia call him that? I hoped Alex would dismiss it, but he didn't. He looked back at me with eyes that made my heart drop. He even smiled at Lavinia as if she was the only one his eyes could see. "Yes, hon." I bit my lower lip to ease the ache in my chest. His response to her was something I never expected. They're separated, but why do they still talk like that? I tried to dismiss all the reasons I was thinking of. I shouldn't give in because Alex himself said he no longer feels anything for his ex-wife and he wants me. He wants me, and he told me t
Because of what happened, I could hardly sleep. Even in my dreams, I still see that scene. I wanted to hit my head with a hammer to stop thinking about it, but the pain is still fresh. I turned on the television with little enthusiasm, sinking into the couch. After coming home from school, all I did was cry. My ability to focus on work has evaporated due to my emotional state. Reaching for a snack on the small table, I absentmindedly flipped through the channels. It was then that I recognized a familiar face on the screen. I quickly opened my phone and searched for an article, and I wasn't wrong. Alex's mom was on TV, and they were trying to obtain her will. I scrolled and searched for why that happened and read other reasons from the news. Lavinia accuses Tita of embezzling a substantial amount of money from a charity organization they both volunteered for in the past. She claims that Tita manipulated the money records to divert funds for her personal benefit. I was taken aback
I was breathless because of the excitement I felt. Why did I agree to be his date tonight? What will his fans say? The gown I'm wearing is tight, adding to my nervousness. I want to take it off. The Annual Gala has a royal ball theme, and because I'm the partner of the renowned actor, I'm channeling a villainous vibe. I'm wearing a fitted lined gown with a slit on the left thigh. Marabou feathers are perched on my shoulders, matching the black mask. I glanced at my entire ensemble, even raising my eyebrows, though not visible due to my half mask. Seriously, I look like a villain. "Are you ready?" Oliver asked as he approached. He's wearing a medieval suit, entirely black. He looks like a villain from a fantasy movie, which suits him well since he often plays antagonists. He also has a red crown with black and diamond designs. I'm curious if it's real. If I didn't know Oliver, I might think he's part of the bad boy vibes because of his aura, unlike Alex, who is more chill. Neutral,
Oliver approached me on his own and supported me as I seemed on the verge of collapsing due to weakness. "Are you okay?" he asked. I gave him a disdainful look. "Your question is pointless, just stay quiet." There was irritation in my voice. "Just concerned," he whispered, pouting. He fell silent, and I was seated at a nearby table. They didn't hear our earlier conversation as everyone resumed their activities when Alex's father appeared. I avoided looking at them, trying to hold back the tears welling up in the corners of my eyes. I casually wiped away my tears and quickly drank the wine in the cup. Meanwhile, Oliver intermittently glanced around. I was about to run out earlier, but Oliver and I had an agreement that I couldn't just walk out like in movies because we still had a mission to make his crush jealous. Fortunately, not everyone was interested in our conversation with Lavinia, and we weren't in the main hall, so some people remained oblivious to the commotion. "Oliver
Doubtful glances greeted me from Kalel's friends. I sat on a chair in their kitchen, wearing his T-shirt. Ignoring them, I continued eating, wondering if it was the first time Kalel brought a girl here. He couldn't drop me off last night due to an unexpected person waiting outside my apartment – Alexander. Alone, no bodyguards. He had made countless calls, along with messages from Oliver and Dad. Kalel noticed and asked if I would talk to Alex, but I quickly shook my head, and we headed straight to their house. They recently bought a place near the university, where they sometimes stay when they have classes. Today, his friends are here. Kalel sat beside me, serving my plate. "Eat first before Shena takes you away. Don't want her saying I neglected you." I nodded, eating. A car pulled up outside, and seeing the commotion, I feared Shena's gaze as if she was about to kill someone. Stopping mid-step, I watched Rhys quickly approach the gate, wiping his wet hair. Just as Shena was ab