**Third person**She felt the urge to wrap her hands around her chest and cover her pointy nipples from his eyes. But that would only make things even more awkward.So instead, she asked, “Midnight snack?” trying to sound as casual as possible. “Where do you keep your glasses?”But Lucas inhaled loudly and didn't say a word, his eyes glued to her body.Then he walked over to her and stopped just behind her.Valerie's breath hitched, and her heart raced. He was so close to her that if she did as much as sneeze, her ass would be touching his thighs.He closed the gap between them, and her ass was finally pressing against him. Electricity jolted through her body, and she swallowed hard.What was he doing? Yet she didn't make any attempt to move away from him. Just then, his hands reached for the cupboard above her and opened it.He pulled out a glass and kept it on the counter.Val released a breath she didn't know she was holding once he shifted away from her. “What was that?” she mur
**Third person**Amelia trudged up the creaky stairs of her townhouse, her eyes fixed on the worn carpet. She hated this place, hated the noise, and hated the neighbors. Especially the ones blasting music at 10 p.m. and even early this morning. She reached the top floor and slammed the door to her apartment, trying to drown out the thumping bass. But it only seemed to get louder."Ugh, why can't they just keep it down?" Amelia muttered to herself and flopped onto her black couch.Just as she was about to call the landlord again, her phone rang. She hesitated, wondering who was calling this early on a Saturday morning.But then she picked up when she saw the caller ID."Why the fuck didn't you tell me that bitch was affiliated with Mr. Stone?" The gruff voice on the other end yelled.His yelling startled Amelia, and she immediately sat up on her couch, her forehead wrinkling."What is going on?" She snapped. "And were you able to take care of her?" He scoffed. "Are you kidding me?”
**Lucas** “Sir? Selling the phone to her?” Calvin asked wide-eyed. “Yes, well she seems stubborn and I knew she was going to reject it.” I ran my fingers through my hair. “So I had to come up with something,” I explained, but Calvin just kept staring at me like I was from a different planet. “Goodness, I knew that you were going to screw this. That's why I wanted to help,” he murmured under his breath but I still heard him anyway. I turned to glare at him. “What did you say?” “Nothing,” he replied. “Good. I thought so too.” Then I moved away from the window where I was standing and settled into my chair. “So what do I ask for as payment?” I muttered, rubbing my chin. “You're not really going that route, are you?” He narrowed his eyes in a curious way. I cocked my eyebrow. “What's wrong with it?” “Well she's going to think you want to buy her over. And you definitely don't want her to have that impression about you right?” I tapped my finger on my desk and th
**Third person**“Hey, how are you doing?” Val asked casually.Amelia turned to glare at her. “When did we start exchanging pleasantries?” Then her focus returned to the soup she was scooping onto her plate.“We don't,” Val agreed. “But I just thought you'd like to know that I was attacked on Friday.”Amelia's eyes widened with fear. Did Val already know? But Amelia was backing Valerie, and so Val didn't see the look on Amelia's face. “If Val knew, she'd have already told Lucas, and they'd have come for her,” she thought to herself.Amelia immediately regained her composure, the frown on her face deepening. “And why would I want to know that?”“I just thought that since my life was threatened and we work for the same company, you might want to know,” Val explained, her tone laced with a tint of sarcasm.Amelia rolled her eyes and released a breath she didn't know she was holding. “Well, I'm glad you're fine. You can leave now." Amelia waved her hand. "Shuu…” “Thank you, and Lucas
**Valerie**“Huh?” I stuttered, pulling my hand away from his. I wasn't expecting Adam to be so straight-forward.And wasn't it too soon?"Look, Val, I will provide you with whatever you want; you'll never lack anything,” he assured me.I was staring into Adam's eyes. He looked so sincere. If only he'd shown me just a little bit of this part while we were married... Maybe I wouldn't be so angry.I swallowed. “What about your wife?”“And what about her?” He reiterated as if he didn't know what I meant.“Would she be okay with this?” I asked, trying to study his face.Of course she wouldn't!No woman would be okay with her husband having a mistress, but I was curious as to what his reply would be.He leaned forward and smiled. “Does she have to know?”The irritation in me bubbled up. “She's not even as beautiful as you are,” he continued."Oh, Adam..." I sighed inwardly. How was I able to stay married to him for three years?“Valerie, you're by far the most beautiful woman I've ever s
**Third person** Amelia's mind raced as she sipped her coffee in a corner of the dimly lit cafe. Her eyes flew to the watch on her wrist yet again. She'd planned to leave by 9PM. She swiped her phone screen and read his message again. “Don't forget your deadline is Monday.” Taking a deep breath, she took another sip of her coffee, allowing the liquid to burn through her throat. This wasn't the time to hesitate. She had to carry on since she'd exhausted her only option; her savings. No friends who'll be willing to lend her some money, and definitely not Karen. She had acted on her own accord, and it didn't turn out for the better like she'd expected. That would only make Karen furious. The last option lingered in her mind; it was the only way, and she bet Adam wouldn't even notice. After taking the last sip of her coffee, she rose to her feet. It was already 9PM. She paid for the coffee and then headed out. Amelia made her way back to the office building, her heart pounding
**Valerie**My heart pounded in my chest. What was I going to do?Surely, I couldn't let them find me here.“Think, Valerie. Think fast,” I urged myself. Just then, I looked above me, and a thought came to my head. I'd seen it in movies. “You don't have the right to look around in the CEO’s office,” Amelia scolded.Whatever she did in Adam's drawer, I'm sure she was scared of them finding out.They bickered a bit more, and I used the opportunity to do what I'd thought of. It was my best shot.I heard the drawers open. He was already here. I held my breath as the guard looked under the table.And thankfully, he didn't see me because I clung to the underside of the desk.Phew… It worked.After what felt like an eternity, the voices faded away. The door clicked shut as they all left the room. I let out a shaky breath, my heart still racing. Then I dropped to the floor, my mind immediately flying to Matthew. “Hey, Matt,” I whispered.“Jeezzzz, Val," he exclaimed. "You scared me. What
**Valerie** The women's laughter grew louder, creating a chorus of mocking chirps. "What's that look on your face? Too big to pick up her clutch?" Amelia fired again, her voice dripping with sarcasm. Maybe Karen was right. It wasn't a big deal, after all. I just need to swallow my pride and pick up her bag. This job was really important to me, and I needed to keep it. Just as I stepped forward to pick up the bag, Lucas appeared and picked it up. “Here.” He extended the bag to Karen. He turned to me, his eyes sparkling with a warmth that melted away the tension in my chest. "I've been looking for you everywhere," he said, his voice soft and reassuring. “Uh…” I mumbled, my eyes wide with surprise. Lucas wrapped his arm around me, his touch sending a jolt of electricity through my body. My heart pounded in my ears as I struggled to catch my breath. My mind raced. “Lucas?” I managed to murmur. He smiled at me and cupped my cheeks. “Are you okay?” My eyes moved to his han
**Third person**Inside the hospital, Angela kept pacing around the waiting area. She couldn't let Lucas do the DNA test on her baby, else he'll find out what she was hiding.Is it even possible to do a DNA test this early in pregnancy? She thought.Valerie and Lucas were seated on the same bench, but Val had made sure to put enough distance between them. Calvin stood behind Lucas.Lucas's phone beeped, and he stepped away to answer the call."Mrs. Smith finally woke up, but briefly," Elliot reported.Lucas nodded thoughtfully, still confused himself at why Valerie had chosen to help Karen."Okay, there's no need to inform Miss Thorne now," Lucas instructed. "Maybe you can call her by evening."'Call me selfish, but I didn't want anything that'll take Val away from what we were doing here,' he thought to himself."Okay, sir."He hung up and then signaled for Calvin to come over.While Calvin and Lucas were away, Angela looked at Valerie. "So is this what you want?" Angela hissed, her
**Lucas**I'd been waiting all morning for Valerie to show up. Then I saw my competition—Matthew— arrive and my jaw tightened. But it immediately loosened when I saw Valerie arrive.Even all that had happened on her yacht, she still looked stunning. She had her hair packed up in a ponytail, and she was clad in a pink tank top and free jeans.I didn't want to approach them now; it'll only make me look bad if the guy and I get into another altercation.When she came out with Matthew, and he got into his car, I felt relieved. I'd thought he was going to spend quite some time there.Valerie's eyes met mine briefly, and she increased her pace. I did the same too and caught up with her.“Please just give me one minute of your time. Just one,” I stared at her, my eyes pleading, “no more than that.”Her eyes met mine, and she studied my face without saying a word.“I'll tell you everything,” I added. “No lies, okay?”She just pressed her lips into a thin line and let out a defeated sigh.I to
**Valerie**I walked quickly to the bathroom, the cool tile beneath my feet a stark contrast to the turmoil brewing inside me. My crying came out as sobs until I was standing in front of the mirror, my hands clutched to my mouth to prevent myself from wailing. He was right. I was a fucking weakling, and a dumb one at that.My hands pressed my aching chest to suppress the pain. It hurt so much, I didn't know what exactly, but he hurt. Maybe it was the realization that he was right."God, why am I so weak?" I shrieked, my voice echoing off the bathroom walls.I didn't even want to dwell on the fact that the anonymous person knew what happened. It could be anyone; crew members, my colleagues, security, or even this mysterious guy who didn't want to share his name. Or maybe someone who wasn't even on this ship, but had an informant.Then I stood in front of the mirror, staring at my reflection; puffy and red eyes, running nose, smudged mascara that made me look like a panda."You fool," I
**Third person**Valerie let out a gasp and shuddered as soon as she heard the splashing sound that the water made when Karen's body hit it.The screams and gurgling sounds from the water filled Valerie's mind and she pressed her palms against her ears to shut it out. Adam moved away from the scene with the men, his face a mask of satisfaction and joy.Valerie’s chest tightened and she struggled to keep her eyes open. Slowly, the darkness creeped in until she lost her consciousness and slumped to the ground.Elliot, who had been keeping an eye on her from a distance, rushed up to her. “Ma'am?” His hand tapped Valerie and she opened her eyes. She looked and saw that she was on the ground. She must have passed out after witnessing what happened, she thought. And almost immediately, she reached for her phone and stopped the recording.She glanced at Elliot confused, but recognizing him. “How long have I been out for?”“Barely a minute,” he answered.Her head was spinning but she stood
**Third person**Back inside,“Move!” The man dragged Valerie. Her heart sank as she peeped at the dining area to see everyone asleep.Was this a repeat of last time? She'd thought that this arrangement was meant for Karen, but why was this strange man pulling her away?“You've got the wrong person,” she yelled at the man.The masked man kept dragging her until they were outside in the yacht. The night breeze made the scent of the ocean fill her nostrils. A scent she'd once loved, but now she loathed.Valerie noticed that the man was trying to pull her to the edge. Her heart hammered even harder against her chest. “No, no, no,” she cried. “Not again.”She began jumping and struggling vigorously against his grip. It was just two of them, and seeing what he wanted to do made adrenaline course through her veins.Val bit the arm of the man hard. “Argh,” he groaned in pain. He swirled her hair around his fingers and pulled her mouth away from his skin.If he felt any more pain from what sh
**Third person**Adam had told the organizer that he had some urgent things to attend to, but that wouldn't have mattered if Valerie had given him even the tiniest bit of her attention.After playing a few other games, everyone headed back to their cabin. They needed to rest and then begin to prepare for the anniversary tonight.At 7pm, the lounge was abuzz with laughter and music as everyone gathered for the celebration. The area was beautifully decorated. Not the typical way you'd decorate a hall for an anniversary, but it'll do just fine since they were on a yacht.It was adorned with strawberry-red roses and white lilacs dripping at the arc of the entrance to give the venue an elegant look.Different well-decorated tables with glasses and cutlery were scattered across the hall. Each of them was a table for three.At the end of the hall sat a buffet spot with a variety of foods that had the air filled with an exotic aroma while two servers walked around with wine.Valerie had just
**Valerie**The next morning, we all gathered in the cockpit by 9am.“Hello, so we've decided to organize some fun games here. At least to make our stay here worthwhile.”The employees cheered.“Hey, how's that leg?” Gabriel asked, appearing beside me.“It's all fixed,” I smiled, stretching a leg forward to show him.“You're going to pair yourselves in groups of twos. Your left leg will be attached to the right leg of your partner and vice versa.Noise filled the air—murmurs, cheer.“Then you and your partner will make a stop at three different places. There'll be a timer, and the team that reaches the finish line within the time limit wins.Gabriel leaned over to me and whispered, “I'm sure we'll kill it, girl. We make a great team.”I nodded, a bit excited. It's been a while since I allowed myself to engage in these types of activities. I also think I needed the distraction from my loud thoughts.Thank goodness Adam or his wife isn't here. It's obvious that the employees feel freer
**Third person**“I've told you, call me Adam,” he said with a soft voice.Valerie's eyes immediately snapped to the door. She was sure that she'd locked it after Gabriel left, before drifting off to sleep.The cabin with its plush carpet and elegant furnishing seemed to close in on her. “How did you get in here?” She questioned. The daggers her eyes shot at Adam was hard to miss even with the dim lightning in her cabin. Adam smirked before lifting a bunch of keys and jingling them at her. “Spare keys.”She groaned inwardly. Seems she'll have to start bolting the door from inside to prevent scenarios like this, Valerie thought.“Please, leave. I was sleeping before he came in,” she tried her possible best to keep her voice calm and polite. Adam was still her boss after all. She'd ask him first to leave calmly and if he doesn't, then she'll have to take drastic action.But her anger slipped into her tone as she spoke.“Val, don't you think that this is long overdue?” He adjusted on th
**Third person**Everyone was settling in the yacht. Valerie was the only lucky one amongst the selected employees who had a room to herself.She had just unpacked her things from her box into the wardrobe. A casual pair for later tonight, a dinner gown for tomorrow night, another casual cloth for before dinner, and then the clothes she'll leave with on Sunday.Then Val arranged all her cosmetics and makeup into the cupboard. The yacht was huge, with about six luxurious cabins, a master suite—where she assumed Adam and Karen would be staying—and then a VIP suite.They probably paired the employees two-to-one room, and since they were an odd number, that's how she ended up alone, Valerie thought to herself.The yacht was one of those expenses she had made on herself before marrying Adam. She had decided to splurge some money on herself for working hard, so she didn't spare a dime when purchasing it.Later, when she got married to Adam, he had berated her for it, saying, What kind of wo