Alexis sighed heavily as one of the drunken men held her down. She turned to him, ready to slam his face with her purse or maybe her fist. Whichever one worked faster. ‘Going so fast?’’ he asked in a slur, his breath smelling like rotten fruits mixed with herbs.‘I’m not here to keep you company,’ She gritted out.‘I want to take you home with me,’ he purred, his eyes mischievous. It made his hideous looking face look even more hideous.Trying not to gag, she forced a straight face and laughed. ‘You can’t even afford me.’’The man laughed and dug his hand into his pocket to withdraw his credit card. He waved it in her face. Alexis knew this man wasn’t joking. Whipping her head, she looked around the club, wondering where Haven went. He said he had to pee and he’s been gone for five minutes.She turned back to the man. "Get your hands off me," she said, her stomach churning.‘’I know you wanted me over. You’ve been eyeing me since you came in.’’ The man snickered. ‘’Lucky you. Girls l
‘Come again? I didn’t hear you the first time.The blonde haired young man sitting on the other side of the desk stared at his friend in utter disbelief, as though the words that came out were too foreign to understand. He stared for so long he didn’t know whether to laugh, cry, be embarrassed or be confused. Haven Gray rubbed his temples, clearly agitated over his friend's reaction. His hands clenched into fists as he remembered the conversation he had on the phone with his mother a few days ago.“I need to see my grandchildren,” she said.“You're not getting any younger,” she complained.“Do you want me to die a lonely woman,” she whined.Haven wasn't sure how well he'd handled her entire phone conversation without him throwing his phone halfway across his room.And then he'd told her he was already planning to marry someone soon. Which was a big, stupid, lie. But he needed her off his neck. And then she'd ask that he bring this new soon to be wife of his because she was well aware
She raised a brow. ‘’Why is he being so shy?’’ she muttered to herself and turned to meet the next table. She noticed that there were two men seated on it. One had hair the color of midnight and the other had blonde hair. They seemed to be discussing business, seeing as they were clothed in designer suits. One wore a black shirt with a gray tie, while the other wore a brown coat over his black turtle-neck inner. She couldn’t help but notice the one with dark hair and how gorgeous he looked. She thought she was used to seeing attractive men come and go every day, but his was different. She was irritated by how different it was. What was the deal with handsome people and their alluring aura?''Hello,'' she said. ‘’My name is Alexis. Can I get your order?’’The blonde looked up at her. ‘’Alexis? Beautiful name.’’Now, he was flirting with her? She noticed the dark haired one gave him a look before returning his attention back to his phone. The blonde studied her face, his blue eyes squin
‘’Well, you see…’’ Matt trailed off. Sam rose a brow, suddenly catching up. The only friend who would do something like this was the one who always came to the cafe with him. The one who had- ‘’Gotten into that scandal?’’ she voiced out. ‘’That friend of yours? Haven Gray?’’Matt’s nervous smile was the answer she needed.She gapped, nearly tipping the vase behind her in surprise. ‘’That really handsome friend of yours?’’ She repeated. Matt met her eyes. ‘’You don’t have to put it that way.’’Sam had heard about the scandal between Catherine Hales and THE Haven Gray. Their news had circulated around the internet like wide-fire. She was surprised to find out that these two who rocked the world with their relationship suddenly called it off. Haven had claimed they decided to go their mutual ways due to some complicated reasons, but Sam knew that wasn’t the case. Well, she was one of the few who knew what really happened, thanks to her amazing investigative skills. Catherine had cheate
‘’A week from now, sir,’’ Johnson replied with a big smile.One of the workers seated beside him, pointed to the desk. Haven shifted uncomfortably, staring down at the paperwork in front of him. For some reason, he couldn’t concentrate well today. He sighed. It was all Matt’s fault, telling him he had found someone and had planned a meet up today. Every few seconds, he would glance down at his phone wondering if it was time yet. What was taking Matt so long?‘’Mr. Gray?’’His head snapped up. ‘’Can we reschedule this meeting?’’ he said. The others in the meeting talked amongst themselves, but they agreed nonetheless. After the meeting, he made his way back to his office and found Matt waiting for him by the front door. He held up a hand in greeting. ‘’How was the meeting?’’Haven reached for the door handle, pressing it down. ‘’Boring,’’ Haven said as he walked in. Sighing, he plopped down on his chair and dug out his phone. ‘’Isn’t it time yet?’’ He pinched the bridge of his nose.‘’
She had tried to have one at a time, but it didn’t go so well. And so, she decided to indulge herself into work rather than one filled with fake love and commitment.What an irony it was now, that she was indulging herself in said fake love and commitment.‘’Yeah.’’The driver nodded and started the engine, driving off to the cafe she was meant to meet her new husband.Well, fake husband.The cafe they chose was a famous one. Not only was it famous, it looked like those fancy restaurants only rich and elite people went to. Alexis suddenly felt out of place.‘’Should have worn a skirt instead,’’ she muttered to herself. Well, there was no need to think about it now. She thought, taking a deep breath before walking through the pull-in doors. When she entered, the sight that greeted her was surprising to say the least. The ceiling was elaborately decorated and a grand staircase led to a finely lavished second story of the building. The walls were a semi-white pallor with hints of lavend
‘’I said it's a ridiculous idea,’’ Alexis said and quickly added. ‘’But I’m here anyway.’’Haven’s brow furrowed as he pushed himself forward in his seat, leaning so close to Alexis, she leaned back in hers. When he stopped, she caught her breath, uncomfortable with their proximity. The scent of his cologne wafted through the air and it smelt good. It reminded her of dew. She looked into his gray eyes and swallowed nervously. His presence was almost overbearing. Clearing her throat, she told him. ‘’You’re too close.’’He leaned back and chuckled for reasons unknown to her. Alexis turned to Matt, his arms folded as he watched them. ‘’I think your friend is nuts.’’Matt laughed and agreed with a shrug of his shoulder. ‘’Maybe.’’‘’I’m not nuts,’’ Haven said. ‘’I just wanted to test out something.’’‘’Well, next time try not to get too close. You could receive a punch.’’ Alexis raised her fist, letting him know she wouldn’t hesitate to. ‘’Anyway, before I sign anything, I want to know ho
"Something about a poor girl divorcing her rich husband sounds interesting to me," she remarked with a playful smile.‘’Alright,’’ he agreed. ‘’If that’s what you want.’’She extended a hand forward and this time he took it. ‘’Well then, I guess we now have a deal.’’ Alexis’ phone went off for the fifth time in just three minutes. Annoyed, she pulled it out of her apron pocket to see the name Haven Gray flashing on the screen. She frowned. Jeez, what kind of accurate time keeper was he? Fine, she knew she had agreed that he could call around two since they apparently had somewhere to be today, but it wasn’t even two yet. Why was he in such a hurry?Not wanting to give him the satisfaction of answering quickly, she pocketed her phone back, putting it on silent.‘’Was that Haven?’’ Sam asked, coming out from the back room.‘’Yeah,’’ Alexis said. ‘’I told him I’d be at work by this time.’’‘’It’s not like you can’t answer while working.’’ Sam said with a stare. ‘’Just tell him you’re bu
“Did you hear that Haven got a huge contract deal? I continuously knew he’d arrive on his feet,” Alexis commented one day over brunch with friends. Her voice was casual, but there was a glimmer in her eyes, one that hadn’t been there in a long time. Matthew took note of it as well, and it chewed at him. To begin with, it appeared harmless, just sitting still in conversation, about an ex. Everybody does it, right? But as Haven’s name crawled up more habitually, a shadow of envy started to cloud Matthew’s mind. He tried brushing it off. "Why do you care what he’s doing?" Matthew inquired one evening, casually mixing his drink. Alexis looked up from her phone, her expression garbled. "I don’t. It’s just... curiosity, that’s all. I thought he'd separate after the divorce, but it looks like he’s doing better than ever." Matthew gritted his teeth but constrained a grin. "Great for him, I guess." Haven hadn’t expected Alexis to take note of his success, or care. But it didn’t take long
Alexis's voice calmed down. "Take care of Haven." He stopped talking, emotions swirling through him. A part of him wanted to scream, to let go of the anger and pain that stuck with him like a second skin. But another part - the part that has already started to be built - will be released.Two days later he called. "Mrs, Rennie's voice is clear and professional. Altheon has decided to proceed with your request. Thank you." Haven was silent for a moment, relief washing over him like a tidal wave, almost knocking him off balance. "Thank you, Mrs. Chambers," he managed to say. "I won't let you down." "I hope not," Reni replied. "Our team will contact you to complete the paperwork." Haven hung up and let out a breath he didn't know he was holding. He has done it. That night, Haven found him in a small village near his house, milking whiskey on the rocks. The site was quiet, with the faint hum of conversation settling in the background. His phone buzzed with a text from Darnell: You d
He then hugged her and gave her a kiss on her forehead. Vanessa felt so secured and relaxed almost immediately but Haven knew there was more adventure to come from here with Vanessa over-commitment. He couldn’t say no to her anymore, he loved her and he just wanted her to stay and be with him always but he respected boundaries over everything.Haven stood in front of the windows of his house and saw the first sign of sunrise in the city skyline. The distant rumble of the morning traffic was faint, but a sense of life returned to the town with him. Haven's name hasn't been associated with anything good for months. His reputation, solid in the business world, has been thrown into the dirt since his wife left him for another man, Matthew, his former best friend. The tragedy sent waves through his personal and professional life, leaving Haven struggling to recover from the tragedy. Now he has a chance to change everything. Today he is about to sign a major business deal, one that could
“I’ve been through that before. I’m not going to let it happen again.” Haven mollified marginally, detecting the helplessness underneath her words. “I get that, Vanessa. I do. But I’m not him. I’m not going anywhere.” She was calm for a moment. “Promise?” Haven murmured, rubbing the back of his neck. “Yeah, I promise.” Vanessa’s quiet settled like a cover over the discussion. At that point, unexpectedly, she said, “I’m coming over.” Haven scowled. “Now? It’s late.” “I don’t care. I ought to see you.” Before he could dissent, the line went dead. Haven gazed at his phone in skepticism. “Damn it.” He reviled beneath his breath. Forty minutes later, a knock shook his front door. Haven dragged himself off the couch and opened it to discover Vanessa standing there. She wore tight pants and an larger than average hoodie, her dark hair pulled into a tall bun. Her eyes looked at his face the moment the door swung open. “You didn’t seem that tired,” she said with a black out smile, vent
“I did,” Alexis answered, assembling his look. “I needed to see Fiona.” Matthew’s jaw clenched. “We had things to do, Alexis. You chose her over me.” “That’s not fair,” she said, her voice trembling. “I’m permitted to spend time with my friends. This wedding doesn’t mean I need to give up everything else.” He took a step toward her, his eyes dim and difficult. “When you wed somebody, they ended your need. I thought you caught on to that.” “I do,” she whispered. “But I need space as well, Matthew. I can’t live like this, constantly stressed about annoying you.” Matthew’s expression flickered with something unreadable, hurt, outrage, or possibly fear. “I’m trying to protect you, Alexis. I just don’t want to lose you.” “I’m not going anywhere,” she said softly. “But I need you to believe me. If you can’t do that... possibly we shouldn’t get married.” The words hung between them, overwhelming and last. For a minute, Matthew just gazed at her, as if trying to choose whether to fight
Alexis felt a chill creep up her spine. It wasn’t the first time he’d acted like this, his words wrapped in sweetness but with a suggestion of something unsettling. Still, she smiles, pushing away the questions inching into her mind. He’s just defensive, she told herself. Nothing wrong with that. “Sorry, Matthew,” she mumbled, constraining a little snicker. “Next time, I’ll keep my phone on me.” He came over to the table and put his hand over hers, pressing a bit as well firmly. “I don’t like feeling disregarded. You get it, right?” She gestured, indeed in spite of the fact that her intestine bent. “Of course. It won’t happen again.” Satisfied, Matthew leaned back in his chair, the pressure in his pose facilitating. “Good. I just care about you, Alexis. That’s all.” But something about the way he said it made the words feel like a caution. Later that evening, Alexis sat on her bed, looking over through old pictures on her phone. Most of the photographs were from the early days of
"I’m sorry, Haven. I trust you to find peace." Peace. He sneered. How could he find peace when everything still felt so unsettled? He placed his phone away and stood up, choosing that staying in the café wasn’t going to help. He needed to clear his head.Afterward that evening, Haven found himself standing outside the old loft he and Alexis had shared. It was interesting being here once more. The place had been empty since Alexis moved out, and now someone else lived there. But the memories waited, as new as ever. He didn’t know why he’d come. Perhaps it was to discover closure, or perhaps he was just tormenting himself. Either way, standing here felt like confronting his past head-on. He had to make a choice. All of a sudden, his phone buzzed in his pocket. He pulled it out, seeing a message from Vanessa. "Hello, I’m back home. Let me know if you need to come over and talk." Haven gazed at the message for a minute, his mind hustling. He cared about Vanessa, but he couldn’t shake t
Haven gazed at the coffee glass before him, the steam rising gradually, disseminating into the cool air. His fingers followed the edge of the ceramic edge, but his mind was far away, lost in an ocean of tangled thoughts and feelings. Alexis’ snicker reverberated in his head, frequenting him. He could nearly see her, the way she used to sit over from him at the café, her hands wrapped around her own face, eyes filled with the warmth of shared minutes. That was a year back. Now, Alexis was planning to wed somebody else, Matthew. His chest fixed as he thought of it. It wasn’t the reality that she left. It was the suddenness of it, the way their once-perfect life had come slamming down in a matter of months. He hadn’t seen it coming, hadn’t been ready for the hurricane that had turned his world upside down. One minute, they were arranging their future together, and the next, she was gone. Haven pulled himself back to the show, shaking his head as if to clear the cobwebs. He looked up jus
Haven didn’t know why he chose to go to the coffee shop that evening. Maybe it was propensity, or possibly he was just trying to elude the limits of his house and the perpetual thoughts swirling in his mind. He requested a dark coffee, found a seat in the corner, and tried to lose himself in a book. But as he sat there, flipping through pages without pursuing a single word, he listened to a recognizable voice. His heart stilled. Alexis. She was sitting just a number of tables away, snickering softly with her friends and talking about wedding plans. And next to her, Matthew, tall, the man who had taken his place in her life. Haven’s breath caught in his throat. He hadn’t seen her since she’d left him, and hadn't talked to her since the breakup. Seeing her now, gleaming with joy, felt like a punch to his intestine. Without thinking, he stood up, expecting to leave. He couldn’t handle this, not nowadays. But as he turned, his eyes met Alexis’s. She solidified, her smile disappearing,