Simon I impatiently look at my phone. It was almost time for Jonathan's birthday party. I contacted Keira Blain, the woman in the picture shortly after meeting up with Delilah and Sebastian. I had a bad feeling about the woman and my intuition had always been right. I hope Sebastian doesn't get hurt over this. There must be a reason why she didn't look for her son. "Who is this?" Keira answered. Her voice sounds throaty as if she is a heavy smoker. "Mrs. Blain? This is Simon Stanley speaking." I hear her breathing on the other line. "Stanley? Haven't heard that name in a while. And it's Ms. Blain. I am not married." She sounds irritated, I thought. "My mistake. I believe you knew my father, Samuel Stanley?" "Yes, I know, Sam. We had some good times together back in the day," she cackled. I cringed. I really didn't want to know anything about my father's escapades with this woman. "What is that bastard up to? I hope happy with the fancy new woman he chose over me," she hissed
Simon "By the way, the flowers you sent?" Jonathan said, raising his eyebrows. "Yea? What about them?" I asked. I didn't remember sending flowers to Jonathan. My secretary must've done it. I finally settled down at the bar, and after guzzling down a glass of whiskey on the rocks, my nerves were calming down. "The flowers had daisies in them, and I am deathly allergic to daisies. So I spent an entire afternoon in the emergency room after I received them," Jonathan said. "Oh really," I murmur. I wasn't paying much attention to him as my eyes were glued to his sister. "That's it? You are just going to say, 'oh really?' after attempted murder? I could've died," Jonathan chuckled. "Oh shit, I am so sorry!" I exclaimed when I finally realized what Jonathan had said to me. "Don't worry about it." Jonathan smirked. I don't have the chance to say anything else as I see Olivia striding toward us. I smelled her perfume. She smelled sweet. "There you are. You are late," Jonathan said.
Olivia I tried not to think about him, but his face kept floating in my mind. Simon. Dammit, why did I have to think about him now? I remembered the way he grabbed me at the club and took me relentlessly, and it made me blush. I had promised myself to avoid that man at any cost, but I couldn't help but fall under his spell again that night. Simon may be unhinged, but he is sexy. Even I couldn't deny that fact. After that night, he kept sending me message after message. He even sent me gifts and flowers. He was determined to win me over no matter what. I sighed and got ready to go see my friends. It had been a while since I had a girls' day out, and I needed that. I was going stir crazy sitting at home and thinking about Simon. "There you are!" my friend Sierra waved her hands at me when I stepped inside the restaurant. Next to her were Amy and Lucy, who looked at their phones and chattered amongst themselves. "It's so good to see you guys. I'm tired of dealing with bullshit at
Delilah "Ohhh..." I groaned and held my stomach. "What's the matter, sweetheart! Are you alright?" Sebastian was already by her side, staring at me with a worried expression on his face. I took a deep breath and then smiled. "I'm okay." "What was that? Do you need to go to the hospital?" Sebastian asked, cupping my cheek. "No, I am fine. I think the babies just kicked. Those brats are strong in there." I giggled. Less than a month left in her pregnancy, and I was ready to pop them out already. "Awe, sweetheart. If I knew those brats would hurt you so much, I never would've gotten you pregnant," Sebastian said. I winced. "Hey! Don't call our children brats, you imbecile. Don't forget they take after you. You must've made your mother suffer a lot, too," I said. My eyes immediately turned wide as I realized what I had just said. I shouldn't have brought up his mother. It had been a sore subject ever since Sebastian found out about his birth mother. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have sa
OliviaI finally found the courage to ask Simon on a date to Amy's party. I was hesitant about tricking Simon at first, but I decided he deserved it after giving it much thought."You want me to be your date?" Simon sounded surprised over the phone."Yes, if you are free. Is that going to be a problem?" I asked."No, I'm thrilled, but I thought you didn't like me, so why are you asking me out?" Simon asked."I'm not asking you out. I needed someone to escort me to the party, and you're as good as any guy," I said curtly.Simon chuckled. "So, you just want to use me. I'm okay with that.""Good, pick me up at eight," I said and hung up. Simon was probably suspicious of my sudden offer, but at least he didn't refuse. I knew Amy's dumb plan wouldn't work for him. Not when Simon declares his love for me every other day. But I was curious to see how he acted. Besides, it'd be fun to see him all uncomfortable when Amy is all over him. Amy can be quite aggressive when she has her eyes on some
OliviaWe found an empty room and decided to stay there. John reached out and brushed some hair away from my face, and stared into my eyes. "You are so beautiful, Olivia. You have kind of an exotic vibe about you," John said."Do I really?" I asked distractedly. The alcohol made me dizzy, so I tried harder to focus."Yes. I love your long black hair and big brown eyes. And those lips...""What about my lips?" I asked."They are so kissable," John said, looking at my lips.I looked him in the eyes. "Do you want to kiss me?"John nodded and pressed his lips on mine without even waiting for my answer. I closed her eyes and let him. Sure, why not? It's not like Simon was here to stop this anyway. He was too busy groping Amy."You are so hot," John broke the kiss and said."Thanks," I said. I winced as I smelled his breath which was laced with beer. "I think we should go back to the party.""No, no, I like it here. Just the two of us." John cooed and pushed her down on the bed.I was agita
Sebastian I stare at the woman in front of me. Her name is Keira Blaine; she is supposed to be my birth mother. She resembles the picture I found when I was little, but only slightly as she aged horribly. But she is undoubtedly the woman from the picture. "So you are Sebastian all grown up, huh?" she says curtly. I didn't expect her to be overjoyed from seeing me or anything, but she could at least have a small amount of warmth in her voice. She really didn't want me, huh? "Yes. And as I mentioned on the phone, I am not expecting some kind of family reunion. I just want to meet my half-sister," I said, matching her coolness. Keira scoffed. "She isn't anything interesting to look at but by all means. Poor thing didn't get the same treatment as you since her father isn't rich." And whose fault was that for not letting me meet with her earlier? I think to myself but don't say it out loud. There's no point in causing a problem with this woman. "Where is she?" I ask instead. "She i
SimonI was almost in my car when my phone rang."Olivia? Why are you calling me?" I am surprised. Olivia never called me."I want you to come back," she said.I halted. "Why?" I asked."Please, just come back upstairs. I want to talk to you," Olivia said."Alright," I said quietly. Normally, I would tease her more or try to make her beg for it, but something in her voice stopped me. She sounded urgent. Almost desperate.It didn't take me long before I made it upstairs again. She opened the door after I rang the doorbell once. She must've been waiting by the door."What's the emergency? Are you oka..."Olivia grabbed my shirt and pulled me inside before I could finish my sentence. I was caught off guard as she pushed me against the wall. "Whoa...Olivia, what's going on?" I asked."Why do you always have to drive me crazy and then leave me?" Olivia asked. Her eyes were teary."What? Leave you?" I feel oblivious."Don't act coy. You've been acting like you want nothing to do with me rig