“It's not my boyfriend.” Marie replied, deciding to be coy. She watched Steven’s eyes for a reaction but could find none.“Right, let's get back into it.” He said, looking into the binder.“Favorite color?” He asked.“None.” She replied. Steven said nothing as he wrote in the binder. Curious to see what he had written, she leaned over to get a clearer glance but was too slow as Steven had placed his fingers over it.“Let me see!” She cried, giggling and straightening up when he continued to cover it. As she raised her head, she found herself lost in Steven’s eyes. She knew she should look away but couldn't bring herself to do it, and Steven wasn't looking away either. She saw his gaze drop to his lips and her mouth went dry. She leaned forward to kiss him when she remembered what his friend, James, had said.The fake wife. What was she doing? He didn't love her and their relationship was going nowhere. Feigning a yawn, she retracted to her initial position. Clearing his throat, Steve
“Stevennnnnnnnn!” Marie bellowed, as she ran out of the room, clutching her cardigan and her purse in her hands. “Marie? What is it?” Steven asked, panting, as he bounded down the stairs that led to her.“I have to leave now! Sandra is in trouble. I just got a call from someone who used her cell to call me. She's messed up pretty bad in a bar somewhere. He's scared that someone might take advantage of her. I need to go because it's all my fault!”“Okay, calm down Marie. Where is she?”“At the Runtown Bar. I’ll go myself to get her.”“ I don't know, Marie. It's pretty late. Can’t the said person drive her home? Do you have to leave?”Seeing that Steven was serious about keeping her here tonight, Marie channeled all the emotions she had about her situation with Sandra into her voice.“No! I have to leave. Now! She's my best friend! I can't let her end up in some ditch somewhere when I could have helped.”“Calm down, Marie. You're not kidnapped. You can leave if you have to. I’ll just g
Cursing under his breath at his cruel luck, Steven pulled into the parking lot at his grandfather’s house. He hadn't been to see Alden in several months and that meant he was going to get an earful from the old man about how he was running the business. With Alden, no one could do it better than him, and everyone else was doing it wrong but him.Steven shuddered to think about how his grandfather would react to the news of the leakages that had besieged the business in the last few months. He also hadn't told his grandfather he had gotten married as he hadn't seen the need to inform him. Steven had tried to reach his father several times to tell him the news but William hadn't been able to take his calls.However, after Marie had left, he tossed and turned on his bed, thinking about how willing she was to risk her safety to rescue a friend. He hadn't been able to sleep and had decided to visit his grandfather. Seeing the old man when he was still shaken up by his heart attack was prob
Steven frowned as Sarah, his housekeeper drew the drapes open and caused light to filter into his eyes. Sitting up in bed, he ran his hand through his hair and threw his shirt over his head.Sarah stood at the foot of the bed, waiting with a steaming cup of green tea and a message.“Mr Cordon is here to see you, Sir.”Steven rolled his eyes. It was exactly like James to show up at his house without a call.Dragging himself out of bed, he walked to the living room on his private floor (where no one but him and his staff were allowed) and found James sitting and looking smug while reading an Ad magazine.His cell beeped in his pocket, and a fleeting glance revealed a text from Amelia informing that Alden was stable and thanking him for coming.Like he had had a choice in the matter. Wincing as a sharp pain pierced his head, he took a sip of his green tea and walked over to where James sat.“This had better be worth getting me out of bed for.” Steven said as he sat across from James, r
Marie awakened to the sound of frantic knocks on her door. She felt so sure that if she tried to stand up, she’d keel over right there at the foot of her bed.Was it the alcohol? The tension with Alden? What exactly had triggered this aggressive bout of pain and fever that now ravaged her body?She had tried to call Sandra but so far her best friend hadn't called back or shown up. The frantic knocking was not letting up and Marie was curious to see who it was. Was it Sandra? But Sandra knocking made no sense as her best friend had her own key. “Marie!”A voice that sounded very familiar called out from her doorstep. But it couldn't possibly be. What would Steven King be doing here on a Sunday? Was he here to pick up his car?“Marie!”Willing herself to stand up, Marie dragged herself, blankets and all and walked to the front door. Steven was at her doorstep and he wasn't alone. Had he discovered that she had been at Alden’s place last night? It was only after she had climbed into bed
“Wow.”Steven rolled his eyes and pretended not to hear James as he pulled out of Marie's driveway.“I don't know this area very well. I hope we find a Deli close by. I doubt she’s had anything to eat.” He said.“Wow, City Boy. I’m not letting you off that easily. No way. You never told me about this fake wife of yours.”Feeling prickly at the way James was looking at him, Steven started at the road and said nothing.“You never told me she was such a hottie, and so beautiful.”He shot James a side eye as he made a turning to his left and parked in the parking lot of a place called True Deliciousness Deli. Hoping they lived up to their name, he took out his card and alighted from the car without a word. James, alighted and walked beside him into the Deli. Grabbing a menu, he joined the short line and waited his turn. James stood behind him, chuckling and pressing his finger into Steven's shoulder as he did so.“What?” Steven asked, knowing that James wouldn't let up until he shared wha
Steven sat in Marie’s living room with James, hoping she was getting the food into her body somehow. Whipping his phone from his back pocket, he composed a short Email informing the Kazuko Inc. staff of their situation and updating them that they would be coming in on Wednesday. He was just about to keep his phone away when he received an Email from Zed about the Cheggo Foods meeting. “Everything alright?” James asked, muting the volume on the TV.“Yeah, work problems. One of my executives has offered to take a meeting I was supposed to sit in on. It’s quite clear I can’t make it now but I keep having this feeling I have to be in it.”“You can join in virtually, can’t you?” James asked, raising his eyebrows.“I should be able to but it’ll rub the key stakeholders the wrong way. They’ve been trying to get me in the room for quite a while but with the craziness of the past few months, it hasn't happened yet.”“Well, do you trust this Exec to handle the meeting?”“I do but I wanted to b
“Marie, are you okay?”“Yes.” She responded, wiping the tears off her face with the back of her palm. Clearing her throat, she reached for the glass of water by her side and took a gulp. Why would Sandra return her things in a box like mementos from a bad relationship she wished to forget?“Can I come in?” Steven asked from outside the door. Why was he still here?“Yes.” She answered. She hadn't felt this exhausted in years. “How are you feeling?” Steven asked, hovering at the foot of her bed, with deep furrows in his eyebrows and forehead.“I'm okay.” She said, cradling the box in her hands and looking away as she didn't trust herself not to start crying again. Steven had seen enough for today. She had taken out her illness on him all day and he had been surprisingly patient with her. “You're crying, Marie. You have been, all day.”“I’m fine.” She replied, her tone sounding more gruff than she had intended. Unperturbed, Steven plunked on the bed beside her. Hugging her knees to her