Nate’s brow furrowed in confusion. The past days were one of the toughest days he had ever had. The reporters were on his neck and they stayed at the front of his house every morning. A couple of days back, his front yard looked empty so he decided to step out. Just when he was about to get into his car, a reporter sprung from the bushes, flashing a camera at him. He was taken aback and ended up spending the whole day at home. He drew in a long sigh and he took a long swig from his coffee. Just a few weeks ago, he was doing just fine and he was running the office smoothly. Now, he was confined to his house, running from reporters and playing detective. Not to mention, he was also avoiding Taylor. She had sent some wedding suits to his house for testing. Mrs Wyatt decided to arrange a pre wedding photoshoot for them. They went on with the arrangements even though there was no groom.His face twisted into a frown as he saw his reflection in an ornate mirror. What used to be a we
Wearing a wrap dress was a terrible idea as the dress kept lifting. The slender pine tine trees were swaying in the wind and the sand grazed her feet lightly. The beautiful sight of the sunset comforted her. The familiar smell of the water and wet sand and the crashing of waves calmed the raging storm inside of her. The beach was unusually empty but she loved it. A sigh escaped her lips as her mind churned. An hour ago, she was at the shelter, taking care of some of the children and helping with whatever she could. It had been an emotional moment for her as she could relate to what some of the children were going through. She had decided to go back home to pack up what was left but took a turn to the beach last minute. Her apartment that once felt like her safe space now felt a little foreign as she had moving boxes and items lying around. She sighed as she sipped her margarita. Everything was coming together, she booked a flight out of Oregon and was leaving in a week’s tim
A pile of wedding suits lay on the couch and boxes of shoes kept piling. Taylor sent in wedding suits almost everyday. The designer had tried to take his measurements a couple of times but ended up being thrown out by the security. The pastor who was supposed to ordain the marriage called him multiple times. He wanted Nate to come to the church and practice saying his vows. A sigh escaped his lips, the wedding was a joke. Grace was so upset he spent a good hour calming her. Just like Nate, Mrs Wyatt sent in a couple of dresses almost everyday for fitting. Mrs Wyatt claimed the finest chef in all of LA was coming in a few weeks. She wanted a ball themed wedding where Taylor was going to be Cinderella and Nate was going to be Prince Charming. Nate had roared with laughter when he heard the ridiculous plan. It was typical of Mrs Wyatt to break her bank each time she was hosting an event. It was a common thing among the ladies that lived in the richest parts of Oregon to throw parti
The ride to the airport was depressing. The weather forecast had promised the day to be cold and gloomy. She wore a knit turtleneck and jeans to prevent the harsh November cold. Very very terrible idea. She spent a good three minutes yelling at the weather app. It was too late to change to lighter clothes as she had packed her bags and her Uber was outside. Her eyes watered a bit, everything was set. She found the perfect house in Columbia and was ready to move. Ethan treated her to a nice dish and promised to come visit her whenever he could, he still tried to get her to accept Anderson’s offer but she wasn’t having it. The morning mist cleared up significantly as the sun came blazing through. To make things worse for her, her Uber driver seemed to be in a bad mood too. He yelled at her for keeping him waiting and refused to help her put her luggages in the trunk of the car. She could have conveniently called for another driver but she was not in the mood. She was an emotional
Nate, Jake and Adam fitted themselves in the booth of a small local pub. It was the only place Nate could get away from the annoying reporters and their stupid flashing cameras. No one would believe a man of Nate’s class would be found there so it was perfect for him.He adjusted the hood of his sweater as he scanned the restaurant for any suspicious person. “The fries here are delicious,” Jake commented as he dug into his food.Per usual, he had a cigarette at the back of his ears, ready to smoke any minute. Nate mumbled something inaudible in response. He had terrible coffee from a vending machine earlier in the morning and he was still pissed about it. Grace wasn’t around to prepare him breakfast as she had a meeting to attend.He let out a low groan as he stared at the chicken burger in disgust. He specifically told the waiter he didn’t want tomatoes but the waiter did the exact opposite and he had a burger heavy laden with tomatoes. “A good cup of coffee would be nice now”
Nate fumbled for his keys and started the ignition. Roughly, he pulled out of the driveway and headed to the airport. The airport was an hour and thirty minutes away from the local pub but with the heavy downpour, it was going to take probably two hours. His mind jiggled with a million thoughts. Why did Ruby choose to move all the way to Columbia and why didn’t she inform him? Why did he care about a random employee when he could hire the best of the best? Why did he feel his breath hitch and his chest tighten when he heard she was moving? He clenched his teeth as he resisted the urge to curse and sound his horn at a reckless driver. The streets were oddly jam packed with vacationers and other road users which contributed more to the traffic. He let out a deep breath as he tried to calm himself. He figured Ruby’s flight might be delayed due to bad weather but he was sure. He pulled out his phone from his pockets as he tried calling her number, it was switched off. He wondered if
Nate dumped the bicycle at a corner as he took refuge in a little shop that sold souvenirs. He was now totally drenched in rain and his hair stuck to his face. His knuckles were white from how he grasped onto the handles of the bicycle. He stared at his reflection as he regretted his decision on the spur of the moment. How was he going to explain to Ruby he just chased her all the way to the airport? She was going to be startled by his actions. One thing about Nate Jacobin was that he was always calculated, his days were well planned and scheduled carefully. He placed the wet hood of his head, what if a reporter had seen him? “This was a terrible idea” he sighed The rain had reduced to a very light drizzle and the sun began to peep through the clouds. Now, it occurred to him that someone could recognize him if he decided to walk into a clothing store. He shook his head, he was convinced that in the last four hours, he actually ran mad and he just regained his sanity and wa
The cafe wasn’t packed, thankfully. Nate booked a cozy table. He could tell she was cold from sitting at the airport all day. Her face was flushed red from the cold as she stifled a sneeze.He wanted to order some hot chocolate but changed his mind, he still wasn’t over how she dumped hot chocolate on him the last time. A good three minutes passed in silence, an uncomfortable silence. They were preoccupied with their own thoughts and a thousand things to say but they were either scared to admit it or worried it would cost them a lot. Ruby motioned for the waitress as she ordered hot chocolate for the both of them. She saw a little look of worry on Nate’s face. “Don’t worry, I won’t be dumping it on you” she jokedNate laughed lightly and felt a part of the tension between them ease up. “So, why are you moving to Columbia?” He asked, trying to start the conversation.He was careful enough not to sound too concerned and at the same time too careless. “I guess that’s where m
It was time to go home.After a day well spent, Nate and Ruby decided to leave. It was already past one in the morning. The couple had already started packing their things. Ruby knew she had a long day ahead of her so she needed to get some sleep first.She walked hand in hand with Nate to the car park. It hurt her that they would have to go their separate ways. She was too shy to ask him if they would meet again very soon. Nate was exhausted but in a good way, he couldn't believe he would have to deal with the problems at the office by daybreak. Everything about it made him tired, just thinking about it made him tired. He held Ruby’s soft hand, not wanting to let it go. Even though they had not given a name to the situation between them,he loved everything about her. He was ready to take years off on vacation with her where there was nothing to disturb him. "I want to drive you home" he saidHe wasn't comfortable with her driving alone at night."No,I'll be fine," she
Nate walked her to her car as usual. He noticed how sad she looked throughout the date. Her eyes held fear and her lips held back words from him.He was scared and so was she. The Italians caused so much damage to everyone, courtesy of Wyatt and his family. He understood how unsafe she was. "Thank you so much, Nate,"she smiled as she unlocked her car.She loved how kind he was, even though they had quarreled most of the time, he didn’t forsake her. He wished he could teleport into her mind and figure out what is wrong with her. Ruby had an ego and won't tell anyone if she had any problem. He shook his head sadly. "Ruby" he began softly, treading carefully. "Is there anything that is troubling you?" He watched her swallow the lump in her throat before she continued. "No, nothing," she said, plastering a fake smile on her face. "I've just been very tired recently, you know,work here and there" He knew she was lying but allowed her to have her way. Whatever was trou
Mrs Wyatt had met Wyatt at a highschool dance back then. Of all her children,she would say she was more like Taylor when she was younger. Her father was one of the men who owned a car back then, it was something to brag about. Wyatt on his side wasn't close to rich,his parents could barely pay his school fees. He always showed up to school in tattered clothes with patches. Even with his tattered clothes, the rich girls still surrounded him. They were smitten by how handsome and charming he was despite the fact that he was poor. Her life was almost like a fairytale. She dated the richest guy at school and they were going to be crowned homecoming king and queen. That night, she dressed in the fanciest dress she had. Her maid helped her prep her face with a little bit of makeup. When it was time to announce the prom king and queen, her boyfriend was missing. They searched everywhere for him and eventually caught him making out with another girl. She was humiliated, ever
Marco paced angrily, a cigarette in hand. Taylor Wyatt wasn't making things easy for him. He had taken her to different islands and thrown the biggest parties for her friends. He sighed as he drew in his smoke,how annoying could the spoiled brat get? So far, her father's campaign was doing just fine and he had a good chance of winning the election. It was crazy that the office for the minister of finance election was more popular than that of the election for the office of president. This was because very influential people were running for the post of Minister of finance. Occupying the office gave them free access to the country's wealth and they could loot money as much as they wanted to. He spent the last week acting all lovey-dovey with Taylor. She made him buy her expensive designer bags. He was comforted by the fact that the new development site was doing just fine and he had a lot of shares in the company. "Hey baby" Taylor called in her singsong voice and wrapped
Roberta stretched tiredly . Mommy duties were stressing her. She had woken up early to bathe Lorenzo , feed him and take him to school. She drew out a carefully planned family tree for him. His school’s principal had called her back the next day. Rebecca stood her ground that getting the children involved with aspiring candidates was dangerous. Some of the candidates were dangerous themselves and would go the extra mile to harm innocent children in order to attain political positions. The principal brushed it off as nothing and assured her that he had everything under control.He said that Wyatt was only being generous and concerned about the children’s welfare. He had donated a huge sum of money and promised them a new basketball court. Of course, Wyatt was the least interested in the children’s welfare. He only wanted their support in the upcoming elections and he had invited reporters to take pictures of him as he donated money to the school. The interior decorator for th
After a long day, Roberta returned home. The smell of her mother’s freshly baked cakes welcomed her. Her mouth watered immediately. “Mommy!” Lorenzo yelled happily as he played around his mother’s feet. She scooped her little delight into her arms and rained kisses on him. She did a good job masking the sadness she felt. When Carl was eating, she noticed some scars on his hands due to the moving of his shirt. She panicked, fresh tears falling off her eyes the third time. She scolded him for subjecting himself to such harsh punishment. He brushed it off, saying it was nothing important. Her heart shattered into a million pieces when she forced him to take off his shirt. The scars ran all the way from his nape to his lower back. It was obvious that he was attacked because of her and that was the reason he hadn’t contacted for a while.She prayed Lorenzo was nothing like that. She helped him apply ointment even though he assured her that he was doing just fine. When he w
The sun rays forced its way into her room. Ruby yawned tiredly and stretched. She had a good night's sleep.The previous night, after dinner, Mark and her decided to pass time by discussing childhood and other topics they had not talked about before.A loud knock on the door,drove away the sleep from her eyes. "Come in"she said groggily,itching her eyes.She was tired,all she wanted to do was spend all day in the comfort of the bedsheets."Good morning sleeping beauty"Mark said sonorously with a tray of food balanced on his hands.She smiled. Mark had given her princess treatment since she came to his house,she was grateful for everything.She couldn't picture Nate doing the same. She pinched herself,it was too early to think about him."Good morning Mark,"she smiled."How are you doing?"he asked and set the tray on her bed. The smell of fresh cakes and coffee warmed her up."I feel very much better,thank you so much Mark"she said."I made you scones and my best confectioneries,hope y
Roberta had the best sleep in the longest time. Her son was beside her throughout the night,she had no nightmares, everything was perfect. She slept in the comfort of her former bedroom. Posters she got as a teen were still on the wall,her mother refused to clean it out even when she moved out. She wished she could stay with them a little longer.She helped Lorenzo get ready for school and even made him breakfast. She wanted to drop him off at school but couldn't risk it. "You're such an amazing mom," her mother told her."Well,I got it from you"she smiled, placing a peck on her cheek. "So,you're leaving today, right?""Sadly, yes" "Roberta" her mother started, holding her hands"When will all these be over? We need you here I beg you, your son needs you,I've never seen him this happy in a long while" "Mother, I promise you, I'm doing everything possible to get done with my work and come to you guys. I love being here" she said sadly.Her emotions were in check, she had
Victoria and Roger were let into Mrs Wyatt’s office by her secretary. Roger contained his excitement as he was fascinated by how huge her office was. "Welcome" she through gritted teeth.She had not forgotten the shame the couple brought her but she was willing to invest with them. "Thank you for having us. I apologize again for my behavior the other day" Victoria said, bobbing her head slightly. "Please take your seats" she ignored her apology."Without further ado, I'll suggest we carry on with this meeting immediately because I have other meetings to attend to" "Okay ma'am, here is the real estate we have,I bought this stock but I'm willing to sell it to you" Roger smiled. Mrs Wyatt took the file from the table and went through it carefully.The land was situated in the heart of Beverly hills. It was surrounded by many commercial businesses which meant more income for her. She knew the competition there was going to be strong but she was a business woman and always had