Ashton. I had a lot of trouble trying to avoid taking Sandra to the party I was invited to; but like the invite says I must come with a date and I have no other person but her. I was grumpy and mad the whole day, I couldn’t meet Arabella today or even take a glimpse of her from afar the way I have
Arabella. I walked beside Alejandro with shaky hands and legs and basically everything in my body was shaking. We are done taking several minutes satisfying the press with countless pictures, apparently, they—as well as everyone around here—think Alejandro and I are dating. When we are not. ‘Then
Arabella. What’s going on between you and my son? Truly, I would like to know what’s going on between us too. Does wanting to be in his presence at all times, wanting his hands all over my body, wanting his opinion on everything I do count as ‘something’? Does it mean that something is going on b
“Ara,” The smile on my face dropped as soon as I heard Ashton’s voice. Alejandro’s hand around my waist tightened as he glared at the man making his way towards us. I noticed he wasn’t with his mistress. “Ara, I would like to speak to you,” he said as he got closer. His eyes were only on me like
Arabella. I carried my tired and battered body out of the grocery shop to my car, the bag of foodstuff in my hands didn’t do well to help me. It added more burden than relief to me. I let out another sigh as I placed the three bags in one hand and then tried to open my car door with the other. It
Arabella. I found myself making the croissants and vegetable salad just as they requested, I couldn’t disagree more not after Ashton threatened me with cutting the funds. Ashton decided to also eat from the croissant. I mixed the dough and rolled it as I stared at the wall clock. It was almost eig
Arabella. Morning came too quickly and although I still needed much sleep I carried my tired self to the kitchen. I prepared breakfast for them, didn’t care to ask what they wanted to eat, and microwaved the croissants; that’s if they wanted any. I did all of this before any of them would wake up,
Arabella. I got to the cafe before seven thirty and without even bothering to clean up I went straight to the back store to start preparing the customer's order. I was done a couple of hours later and my heart felt full that morning knowing I brought a smile to my customer's face. They liked it
“Ara,” The smile on my face dropped as soon as I heard Ashton’s voice. Alejandro’s hand around my waist tightened as he glared at the man making his way towards us. I noticed he wasn’t with his mistress. “Ara, I would like to speak to you,” he said as he got closer. His eyes were only on me like
Arabella. What’s going on between you and my son? Truly, I would like to know what’s going on between us too. Does wanting to be in his presence at all times, wanting his hands all over my body, wanting his opinion on everything I do count as ‘something’? Does it mean that something is going on b
Arabella. I walked beside Alejandro with shaky hands and legs and basically everything in my body was shaking. We are done taking several minutes satisfying the press with countless pictures, apparently, they—as well as everyone around here—think Alejandro and I are dating. When we are not. ‘Then
Ashton. I had a lot of trouble trying to avoid taking Sandra to the party I was invited to; but like the invite says I must come with a date and I have no other person but her. I was grumpy and mad the whole day, I couldn’t meet Arabella today or even take a glimpse of her from afar the way I have
Arabella. I sat quietly in the back of Alejandro’s car as his driver zoomed past stores and houses toward our destination. Alejandro and I haven’t spoken to each other since we left Aggie's house and I don’t think we need to speak to know what the other was thinking. His heated stare was on me th
Arabella. I was ready. My mind was made up and I was following Alejandro to the party tonight. My hand subconsciously touched the necklace on my neck. I have been doing that a lot tonight, I was nervous and also happy at the same time; nervous about going to this party with Alejandro and happy ab
I froze. He impregnated Ellie’s friend, does Ellie know? I’m sure she doesn’t because she wouldn’t be speaking with me if she knew my buddy fucked her best friend and not only that made her pregnant. “Does Ellie know about this?” I asked. That was the most important question on my mind right now.
Alejandro. I shook hands with Igor and his associates as they left my office. As much as I enjoyed doing business with them, I couldn’t wait to leave this damn country. I don’t mean to sound like I hate the country; no I don’t, I just have everything around me here except the most important one. M
Just then my phone dinged, I quickly brought it out and saw a text from him. Just as I thought, he was the one who sent it. “So, are you going to open it and see what’s inside or stare at it all day?” She asked and I rolled my eyes. Without sending a reply I placed my phone by my side and opened