And the London trip ends here
The day of competition . All the contestants had submitted their designs and were eagerly awaiting the results. Only thirty would advance to the second round and with at least twenty designs each and then every contestant’s portfolio was evaluated individually. Each design received a score and the top thirty scorers would clear the first round.The setting resembled an exhibition with every contestant's designs beautifully printed and arranged in unique portfolios on tables assigned to each designer. Judges and onlookers walked through the room and reviewed the work. The atmosphere was quite tense as the contestants waited for the results.Finally, the list of selected contestants along with their scores was displayed on the board. Regina Spencer unsurprisingly secured the top score which confirmed her reputation as one of the strongest competitors. Anastasia was ranked around number twenty and she breathed a sigh of relief as she had made it through even if was just passing marks.
Claire stared at the screen as her frown was deepening with frustration. Something had been kept from her and the thought made her tense. She switched off the TV and tossed the remote onto the table. Just then, the door opened and her husband’s wheelchair was pushed into the room. The helper quietly stepped out when he saw her and left them alone."Hubby, how are you feeling today?" Claire asked, forcing a smile that didn’t quite reach her eyes. She was quite a good faker. "I’m fine," Harold replied, his voice calm. "How was Regina’s competition?"A wide smile broke across Claire’s face. "Regina came first in the first round. You know how she is. She always excelling in everything she does. It is no surprise she will win this contest too."Harold hummed in acknowledgment.After a moment’s pause, Claire spoke again. Her tone was deliberately hesitant. "Hubby, did you know that Anastasia is competing in the same contest?"Harold’s eyebrows rose in surprise. "Anastasia is participating
“Why did you drag me here?” Anastasia asked Adeline as her tone was filled with frustration. They were seated at a cosy table in a restaurant where Adeline had insisted they meet. The contest had so consumed Anastasia that she barely had time for anyone including Damien. She barely sees Damien these days. Adeline leaned in closer and whispered, “I want you to meet someone. She is a love guru. She has solutions to all relationship problems.”Anastasia rolled her eyes, clearly unimpressed with what her best friend was throwing her into. “Come on, Adeline. They are just fake gurus on I*******m.”Any Tom, Dick or Harry claims to be a love guru on I*******m these days. She did not wish to fall into this trap. Adeline was something too stupid and frustrating! “Anna, please!” Adeline pleaded giving her best puppy eyes. “You have to trust her. If you follow her advice, your problems with Damien will be solved.”Just then, a woman walked into the restaurant. She was draped in an extravagant f
During breakfast, Damien sat at the table as he was pretending to read the newspaper while waiting for Anastasia. The tension between them had been thick since they returned from London and for the past two days, they had barely spoken. It felt like they were living in a chilly silence each of them too proud or what Anastasia said too busy to break it.He heard the click of heels on the floor and turned to find his wife approaching. She looked stunning, dressed in a classy, long pleated white skirt paired with a sleeveless white vest top that had a subtle V-neck which was teasing just enough to hint at what lay beneath. Her new hairstyle framed her face perfectly while accentuating her delicate features and she wore a soft lipstick that made her lips pop. Damien couldn't help but sneak a glance from head to toe, his eyes lingered on her red heels which were the only splash of colour in her monochromatic outfit. Although her attire revealed very little skin, it stirred feelings inside
When Damien arrived to pick Anastasia up, he was greeted by the sight of her in a lovely lilac midi dress, her long and wavy hair dancing with the breeze. She stood at the door waiting for him. As the driver opened the car door, she entered with a soft smile and greeted him. Damien handed her the box with Austin's birthday gift. They soon arrived at Adeline’s house where an enthusiastic Adeline greeted them at the door.“Hey babe,” Adeline said, pulling Anastasia into a tight hug before turning to Damien. “Thank you for coming, Damien.”He gave a polite nod,and the two followed Adeline inside. The gathering was intimate with only five people present. They made their way over to Austin who was seated with an older woman.Anastasia smiled brightly and hugged Austin. “Happy birthday, Austin!”“Thank you, Anastasia,” Austin replied, smiling in return.When Damien and Austin finally came face to face, there was a moment of mutual assessment between them before Damien extended his hand for
The ride from Adeline’s house to their mansion was filled with silence as Anastasia appeared equated as she was looking out of window with sleepy eyes. It had been quite late at night. As they were going home, Damien got a message from his secretary who said, “Boss, someone is trying to a do a back up check on Mrs Callahan. We saw someone trying to follow her today.” Damien was alarmed. He turned to look at Anastasia who was still looking out of the window and replied, “It must be Harold. Keep an eye on what he is upto.” He then called her name softly, “Anastasia?”She turned to face him, blinking away the sleep. “Hmm?”“Someone is trying to run a background check on you,” Damien said. Anastasia’s drowsiness evaporated as his words sank in. “Do you want to allow it?”Anastasia frowned slightly. “Who is it?”“I believe it is your father,” Damien replied.Anastasia nodded thoughtfully. “Can I decide what he finds out?”“Of course,” Damien assured her.“Then I will let you know what he
Later that afternoon as Anastasia was about to leave for the office, a maid approached her and said, “Madam, master didn’t take his lunch box. He doesn’t eat outside food.”Anastasia checked the time. It was around the time Damien usually ate and she was already running late. “Okay, give it to me,” she replied. “I’ll take it to him.”She drove to Damien’s office. Since the car was registered under his name, she had no trouble getting into the parking lot. As she stepped out of the car, she happened to see Regina nearby. Anastasia immediately turned her face away as she was not in the mood to deal with the scheming woman.It wasn’t Anastasia herself that irritated Regina, it was the car she was driving. The car was extremely precious to Damien. He wouldn’t even let Abel or Ronan drive it, yet here was Anastasia who was known for her reckless driving,driving it. Seriously? Regina was fuming with jealousy and anger. For years, she had loved Damien and spent all the time caring for him af
Today, Damien had an important meeting scheduled at the Nyx Nightclub. It was a confidential and slightly dangerous affair as the other party had ties to the Mafia. As they negotiated, the deal wasn’t progressing and the two sides took a break to discuss their terms privately. Damien was seated in another VIP section with his team. While waiting, he happened to spot Regina chatting with a member of the other party.Soon after, the man walked toward Damien with Regina by his side. Taking a seat next to Damien, the man said, “Mr. Callahan, you didn’t mention you brought your fiancée with you. No need to hide such a beautiful lady.”Damien was about to respond but Regina quickly responded, “Thank you, but I will leave you gentlemen to your discussion. I’m here with a friend.”As Regina walked away, Damien noticed the man’s lewd gaze following her. He could tell what the other party was aiming for. These people were known for using underhanded tactics to close deals. They likely thought th
Damien studied him for a moment before speaking. “I’m going to ask you something, and I need you to be honest with me. Can you do that?” Ronan opened his eyes, hesitant, but eventually nodded. “Do you love Regina? Not as a friend, but as a romantic partner?” Damien’s tone was firm and curious. “What?” Ronan looked startled. “Be honest, Ronan.” Ronan was quick to respond, his voice firm and sincere. “I don’t! I don’t see her that way at all. She is like the sister I never had. A little sister. I love her a lot, but not romantically.” He paused, his voice softening. “But she means the world to me. She has been there for me through everything, good and bad. She is someone I share my heart and soul with. Damien, I don’t love her as a romantic partner, but she is still my soulmate. I know it sounds strange, but it’s the truth.” Damien tilted his head while being intrigued. “If you marry someone in the future, how will you fit Regina into that dynamic?” Ronan met his gaze whi
Damien arrived at an abandoned property on the outskirts of town. The place looked abandoned, the kind of place one would pass without a second glance. He walked up to the door and rang the bell. Once. Twice. Ten times. Finally, the door creaked open, revealing a dishevelled Ronan. “You look like shit,” Damien said, tossing a bottle of whiskey to him. Ronan caught it instinctively and rasped, “What are you doing here?” “Came to find you, asshole,” Damien replied, brushing past him to step inside. Oh, the inside of the house was not as bad as the inside. Someone had made it livable. Ronan, too exhausted to argue, stared at the bottle in his hands. “Are you gonna drink this?” Damien rolled his eyes. “Anna would kill me first before diabetes would kill me, if I did drink it.” Ronan chuckled dryly and asked, “Why are you so scared of your girlfriend?” Damien smirked. “Actually, she is my wife.” Ronan blinked, his momentary exhaustion was replaced by shock. “What… when? How
Mr. Arnello slammed his hand against the table, crashing the decorations to the floor. He was so angry and Delilah, who was used to his anger, did not flinch. “How dare she!” he roared, his fury directed at Anastasia Spencer and her father. The thought of being humiliated and forced to pay five million because of them burned like acid in his chest. “That crippled old man and his brat of a daughter, unbelievable!” “Matt!” Delilah’s voice cut through his tirade. He turned to her, his face twisted with anger. “Did you see what happened today?” “I did,” she said firmly, crossing her arms. “And maybe if you weren’t so biased, you would see the bigger picture too!” Matteo’s jaw clenched. “That little Spencer girl—” he began, his voice was a venomous snarl. “How dare she cause a rift between our families! She—” The shrill ring of the home phone interrupted him. Delilah moved to answer it, her face paled slightly as she listened to the voice on the other end. “Matt,” she said, h
Back at Damien’s mansionWhen Damien arrived home, the house felt unusually quiet. Neither his wife nor Adeline was there. Mrs. Luna informed him that Anastasia hadn’t returned from the office yet, and Adeline had gone out for work. Left alone, he decided to head to the gym, where he found Caleb practicing the moves he had taught him during their last session.Atleast, someone was home. “Hey, buddy. When did you get here?” Damien asked, his voice warm. He had grown so accustomed to Caleb’s presence in his home that, without realizing it, he had embraced the role of a father figure. Caleb, for his part, already saw Anastasia as a mother. Finally, Caleb was keeping the fences around his heart down and letting these two people come inside. “I came after school,” Caleb replied with a shrug. “I missed you guys.” Damien suppressed a smile and nodded. “Alright, let’s practice some more.” As they worked out, Caleb paused and asked, “When will Anna and Addy be back?” Damien sighed, wi
Eleanor scoffed, pulling out her phone. “I don’t care who your ‘Madam’ is!” She dialled quickly and said, “Daddy, please come. Someone is bullying me.” Within minutes, chaos erupted as Politician Scuderi arrived, followed by national commandos and an entourage of security. Alongside them, Mr. Arnello and his guards entered the scene with matching intensity. Delilah, watching from a distance, sighed deeply. This is about to turn into a massive mess, she thought, deciding once again to stay out of it. “Daddy, she has hurting my friend!” Eleanor whined, pointing a trembling finger at Anastasia, who still had a firm grip on Ceecee’s hair. Politician Scuderi’s expression darkened as he turned to Anastasia. “Young lady, release her now, or I will have you arrested!” Anastasia met his threat with cold defiance. “I dare you.” “Guards! Remove her this instant!” Mr. Arnello commanded. Martial artists emerged from the shadows and advanced toward Anastasia. But before they could rea
“Anastasia Spencer?” “Mrs. Arnello?” Anastasia recognized her immediately. “You know Delilah?” Adeline asked, her tone curious. “She is Ronan’s mom,” Anastasia explained. “Oh…” Adeline’s expression shifted into something unreadable. Anastasia’s focus sharpened. “Did you say Eleanor Scuderi pushed you?” Adeline nodded, frustration was evident on her face. “Not directly. It was her sidekick. She deliberately knocked into me, and when I asked her to be careful, she flipped it around and blamed me. Then she started insulting me, calling me fat and even accusing me of sleeping with producers and directors to get jobs.” Anastasia’s fists clenched. “And then?” She was going to beat up those bitches for hurting her best friend. Adeline was not just her bestfriend but family. These days, she had been overly protected of Adeline too and if one danger come to the latter, Anna goes whole mom mode. Adeline’s voice hardened. “I slapped her. She deserved it. But then she shoved me ag
Moments later, a middle-aged woman entered and noticed the young woman shivering in the corner. Concerned, she approached her carefully while kneeling down. “Are you okay?” she asked softly. Adeline looked up with tear-streaked eyes, unable to hold back her emotions. She didn’t know why, but in that moment, she missed Poppy and Austin so much. She also longed for Anastasia. She felt utterly shaken and vulnerable at this moment. The middle-aged woman placed a comforting hand on Adeline’s shoulder. “Child, are you okay?” she repeated gently. She saw that Adeline was not looking fine and as a woman, she felt that it was her duty to help a person in need. Overcome with emotion, Adeline clung to the woman’s leg while tears streaming down her face. With one arm, she hugged the woman’s leg tightly, while the other cradled her stomach protectively. Fear overwhelmed her. Why hadn’t she listened to her intuition and stayed home? She could have lost her baby just now. “Dear, are you with
“Anna!” “Yes, Addy?” Anastasia replied as Adeline, who was in the living room, came looking for her best friend. Adeline said, “My agent just called me. She wants me to meet this client.” Anastasia frowned. “Didn’t you say you were not taking any projects for the time being?” Adeline muttered, “I wish, but my agent wants to utilize my time as much as possible. I mean, I have done a few projects that will be released by the end of this month. After that, I haven’t signed any contracts. You know how it is every day, there is someone more interesting and beautiful. I will be irrelevant by the end of my pregnancy if I am not active.” Anastasia nodded, understanding her situation. “I get your concerns. It would be so unfair if you had to leave your career because of your pregnancy. But the question is, do you want to announce your pregnancy? I have seen celebrities getting even more famous while pregnant.” Adeline sighed. “Anna, I have this bad feeling. If I tell more people abo
Abel rubbed the back of his neck and continued, “I brought her to the Spencers’ home, but when I saw your car parked there, I knew she would snap. Seeing you and Anna together would break her completely, and that’s exactly what happened. She ran out, crying and falling apart.” Taking a deep breath, he added, “She begged me not to take her back to her place, so I didn’t. I took her to my apartment. We drank more while trying to drown it all out. And then…” Damien’s patience snapped. “Fuck you, Abel!” he yelled, his voice reverberating through the room. Anger and disbelief flashed within him as he stared at his friend while barely able to contain his frustration. Regina was the last woman on planet that he should have touched. Not because of his own equation with her because of the complications that surround her. Damien’s voice cut through the tension like a knife. “Have you completely lost your goddamn mind? We have always understood you, Abel, always respected your decisions, b