Jason's POVMistakes happens all the time. Even if we realized it later on, it's too late. The damage is already done. I always knew that I've made a mistake somewhere when the feeling starts to bother me. The feeling of being unsettled, losing focus, and trying to figure out what could I have possibly done wrong?The exact same thing happened to me right after those words left my mouth;"You're fired."It rings even louder in my head and it makes me feel agitated that what I had done was a big mistake. Although on from one point of view, I was only doing what a normal boss would do when his employee disrespected a friend of his in an unfriendly manner. I'll admit that I was kinda interested in her from the beginning and when she asked me out in the elevator the other day, I was surprised that she made the first move but I hid my disappointment in time when I realized the real reason behind her question.I swear to god, this pandemic is changing the female population in this world to
Shay's POVAs usual, I woke up the next morning when my alarm starts to ring. It took me a minute to remember that I just got fired yesterday so there's no reason for me to set up my alarm anymore because I have no job now. I angrily switched off my alarm and lied back in bed and stared at nothing but the ceiling above me. I can't believe that jerk! He obviously took his friend's side and fired me just because I told her off. I stayed in bed for another five minutes before I finally decided to get up and get ready for breakfast. No job now which means there's nothing else for me to do and just bore myself to death with lame activities that occupies my time.I put my hair up in a bun and right before I grab my necklace to put it on, a sudden thought popped into my head. Jason's friend is the reason why I got fired and she will pay for it. I quickly grabbed my laptop and sat on top of my bed and Google her name.Jaliyah KengHer results popped up in the screen and I was surprised to lea
Shay's POVThe next morning when I sat down at the table for breakfast, mom instantly gave me that weird look that I always hate, while signaling the maid standing nearby to refill her cup of coffee. I ignored the way she was staring at me and just ate my breakfast quietly without a care. I have a feeling she might start telling me something I won't like so I started to eat quickly before she gets the chance to do so."Well this is new, I thought you always have something to do in the morning which is why you rarely eat breakfast at home." She said with a curious look on her face."I do have something to do every day, but today felt like a nice day to enjoy my breakfast for once." I easily lied.She has no idea that I had been secretly working at C&E Holdings and ever since I got the job, I had been very careful about every move I make and what to say when they start asking questions. I know that my parents won't accept what I was doing cos unfortunately they do have other plans for m
Jason's POVA morning with the sun still rising from the horizon, dew droplets glistening in the grass and on the leaves from the trees, a few early birds in their vehicles rushing past my car just to avoid the morning traffic that is yet to happen, this is the time of the day that I really loved. It's so peaceful and quiet and the atmosphere is calm with the first ray of sunlight filtering in the car. This moment every morning always calm my mood before I get entangled in my work life every day. It makes me wish to just keep driving while enjoying the view of the city stirring up awake. Cafés brewing their fresh batch of coffee, restaurant workers pulling up the window blinds and turning the close sign to open, men jogging down the street while older couples walk their dogs. This is perfect, and there's nothing that would make me get tired of this every day.I parked my car out front and threw my keys to the valet before making my way inside the building. As usual people are already
Shay's POVI was surprised how time flew by so quickly during the day that the next thing I realized I was led into a classy looking restaurant with Sylvia by my side while the rest of our co-workers walked ahead of us, their voices ringing in the air with excitement evident in their voices. I had never been to a company dinner before so it was clear that I was a little bit nervous that I haven't actually said a word to anybody the minute we arrived. I tried to focus my attention on everything around me with a little hope that I might find something that will spark my interest. My eyes wandered around the hallway with the golden lighting dimmed, the fancy portraits on the wall, the beautiful flowers in their vases standing aligned on each sides, everything seems so perfect the way it is that it was nearly impossible to ignore the word 'money' screaming from every corner which is something I'm used to seeing all the time.The front receptionist led us into a private space away from the
Shay's POVAfter having my dessert, I excused myself to go to the ladies room to do a little retouch on my makeup before we all start leaving and call it a night. I opened the door to the restroom and placed my clutch on the counter and looked at myself in the mirror. My hair looks a bit messy and my lipstick had faded a little bit and my face looks a bit damp. So not a good look.Did he see me like this?Oh god, that would be embarrassing. I ran my fingers through my hair to straighten out the curls and picked my lipstick out of my clutch to apply a new coat. The door to the restroom was suddenly pushed open making me jump in surprise when I saw that it was just Sylvia."Sorry, didn't mean to startle you." She said before coming up to my side and checking herself out in the mirror as well. I chuckled and continued applying my lipstick on."Do you want me to give you a ride home?" I shook my head and placed my lipstick back inside my clutch."No thanks, I'll just take a cab or call an
Shay's POVI walked up the steps towards the front door and that's when I noticed the lights in Shawn's private study room was still on. His study room is located on the other side of the house separated from all the chaos and noises that happens inside our home. The room was actually bigger than a normal garage and it's very well furnished and styled and it's pretty cozy too with a big leather couch inside along with the wall bookshelves and his table and drink cabinet occupying the space too. It's the only place where you'll find him because he normally spends a lot of time in there.I retraced my steps and strolled across the lawn towards his study room and went inside. He was sitting in his big leather chair relaxing with a drink in his hand and his eyes focused on the wall. I instantly smiled when I saw him and softly knocked on the open door."Hey."He quickly turns around in his seat and grinned back at me before placing his glass on the table."Oh hey, did you just get home?"
Shay's POVFor the past few days as I continued to go to work, Jason and I have started to get a lot closer and act comfortable around each other more than I had thought we would be. It was one thing that I had noticed have changed recently including my mom's level of curiosity about my whereabouts. She even had me followed by her personal bodyguards one day and thank god I lost them on time to make it back to work without being late. Jason went on a business trip to Dubai three days ago and according to Sylvia, he's returning back today, those last three days have given me enough time to build up my courage and practice what I was gonna say to him.I've made up my mind, I am going to tell him how I really feel when he comes back. All this effort cannot lead straight into rejection, because I know he feels the same way as I do otherwise why would he even bother trying to get to know me and suddenly being nice to me?As I quietly work in my office, I couldn't help but glance at the tim
~3 months later ~Shanelle POVLife has a funny way of taking unexpected turns. As I sit here, reflecting on the whirlwind of events that have unfolded in my life, it's hard to believe how much has changed in such a short span of time. Traveling, modeling, and chasing my dreams have taken on a whole new meaning. Vincent, with his enigmatic presence, crashed into my world like a silent storm, shaking up everything I thought I knew. And truth be told, I'm grateful for that unexpected collision.Before Vincent entered the picture, my life revolved around two things: traveling and my modeling career. I was passionate about both, but I had always approached them with a certain level of detachment, keeping myself at arm's length from truly embracing the experiences that lay before me. I was lost in a robotic existence, constantly pushing myself beyond my limits to maintain an illusion of perfection, covering up the cracks within me, all for the sake of fame and the spotlight.But Vincent ch
Shanelle POVAs I settled into my seat on the plane, ready for the journey back home to San Francisco, I couldn't shake off the heavy burden that had settled upon my heart. The events of the past day haunted me, casting a dark shadow over my thoughts. Beside me, Beatrice and Kayleen sensed the change in my demeanor. Their concerned glances spoke volumes, but I couldn't find the strength to share the truth with them just yet.When I returned from my date with Vincent, my heart shattered and tears stained my cheeks. Beatrice and Kayleen did their best to offer comfort, but their words seemed distant, unable to penetrate the depths of my despair. I knew I had to face the consequences of my choices alone, and the pain of that realization only compounded my sorrow.
Shanelle POVAs I slowly blinked my eyes open, the morning light filtered through the curtains, casting a soft glow on the room. The warmth of the sun embraced us, enveloping Vincent and me in its gentle caress. Vincent lay beside me, still sound asleep, his features relaxed and tranquil. His dark hair was tousled, his chiseled jawline softened by the innocence of slumber. I couldn't help but marvel at the sight before me. He was simply breathtaking, and at that moment, my heart swelled with an overwhelming affection for him.Memories of last night flooded my mind, the intoxicating magic we shared. The passion and tenderness that flowed between us were beyond words. Each movement, every touch, etched in my memory like an intimate dance that only we knew. I replayed every detail, savoring the sensation that st
Shanelle POVAs the candlelight flickered on the table, casting dancing shadows across the room, Vincent and I began to savor our dinner. The tantalizing aromas filled the air, creating an ambiance that complemented our growing connection. As we savored each bite, the conversation naturally drifted towards my modeling career, sparked by Vincent's genuine curiosity."So tell me," Vincent began, his eyes filled with intrigue, "how long have you been modeling?"A smile tugged at the corners of my lips as I reminisced about my journey."It's been three years now," I replied. "Ever since I stepped foot onto the runway for the first time, I knew I had found my passion. Modeling allows me to express
Shanelle POVI stood in front of the walk-in closet, the scent of Chanel, Dior, and Saint Laurent lingering in the air. Sunlight streamed through the open windows, casting a warm glow on the colorful array of clothing before me. Tonight is my date with Vincent, and I wanted to look my absolute best. However, as I scanned the rows of clothes, doubt crept into my mind.What the hell should I wear?Beatrice lay sprawled on the bed, engrossed in a fashion magazine. Her big blue eyes glanced up, catching my reflection in the mirror."Hey, Bea," I called out, hoping she could provide some much-needed guidance."Any thoughts on wh
Shanelle POVAs I sat behind the wheel of my car, driving down the bustling city streets, my mind was consumed by thoughts of Vincent. It had been two long days since we had last seen each other, those fleeting moments when he and Dan dropped us off at our hotel, leaving without much of a goodbye. Yet, despite the brevity of our encounter, I couldn't shake him from my thoughts.Did he think of me too? Was he caught in a whirlwind of memories and emotions just as I was? These questions tumbled through my mind, blending with the cacophony of car horns and the distant hum of city life. The uncertainty gnawed at me, twisting my heart in knots. I longed for answers, for a connection that I hoped went beyond a mere chance encounter.My destination, the prestig
Shanelle POVI stepped into the safe house, the familiar scent of home welcoming me. The adrenaline from the day's events was finally subsiding as I closed the door behind me. We had made it back safely, and a sense of relief washed over me. My muscles ached from the physical exertion and tension, and I couldn't wait to let go of the weight that had been pressing on me.After a quick glance around the dimly lit living room, I made my way towards the bedroom. The hot water of the shower embraced me, washing away the grime and leaving me refreshed. I changed into fresh clothes, relishing the feeling of comfort they brought. With a deep breath, I stepped outside into the night air, making my way toward the pool.The sky stretched above me, a canvas of stars
Shanelle POVI sat on my bed the next morning, clutching my phone tightly in my hands. The screen displayed a seemingly never-ending stream of notifications, each one more anxiety-inducing than the last. My heart raced as I watched my video from the frat party trend across social media platforms. It was as if people couldn't get enough of it, sharing it from one corner of the internet to another. And with each share, a flood of comments and feedback poured in, all directed at me.I had worked so hard to maintain my "perfect" reputation. People saw me as a walking embodiment of flawlessness, and I had meticulously crafted that image. But now, this video threatened to expose the cracks in my carefully constructed facade. It made me feel vulnerable and exposed to the judgment of others, and it terrified me.
Shanelle POVAs the anticipation built up inside me, I glanced at the clock on my bedroom wall. It was already 9:00 p.m., and I hurriedly surveyed myself in the mirror, making sure every detail of my outfit was just right.I had opted for a sleek black dress that hugged my curves in all the right places. Its off-the-shoulder design added a touch of sophistication, while the knee-length skirt showcased a playful edge. I paired it with strappy heels that elongated my legs and completed the look with a statement necklace and a bold red lip. I couldn't help but feel confident in this ensemble.Beatrice and Kayleen burst into my room with equally limited excitement for tonight's mission or whatever they wanted to call it. They looked stunning in their own dis