Sylvia wasn't feeling too excited or glad about seeing Mrs. Evans again. But something about her tone last night when she called her, made her feel a little concerned that something was going on. Either with Chase or with her, she has no idea at all. But she was going to find out soon.
To her surprise, Mrs. Evans was not there yet in the café when she arrived. Their usual table was occupied today so she chose to sit at another table and decided to wait for her to come.
As every minute goes by, her anxiety level starts to rise. Her feet kept endlessly tapping against the tiled floor below her and her fingers were tightly locked together.
She ordered herself a cup of coffee while she waited, she thought
The next morning, was Sylvia's first day working at Falcon Group. She got ready on time and arrived at the company early but before she went in, she stopped outside at the front entrance of the building and looked up at the big bold letters in silver right at the top that says;Falcon GrpIt made her feel a little weird to be standing there because it's been a while since she came back. She inhaled and then exhaled a deep breath before plastering a smile on her face and then going in."Miss Falcon hi! Right here!" A woman suddenly shouts from the lobby area and she turns around and finally sees her.One thing she noticed is that she was very tall. Even without the heels, she would still pas
Chase texted her to meet up at some expensive French restaurant. Straight after work, Sylvia took her car and drove to the location. The entire way she kept feeling nervous for some reason and her heart was pounding in her chest.It was unnerving and no matter what she did to try and calm herself down, it didn't work. She stopped at the front entrance of the restaurant and gave her keys to the valet before taking a deep breath and then making her way inside.It was not that crowded inside and she felt some of her nerves slipping away. She took a moment to look around and finally spot the familiar blond haired sitting alone at a table in the far corner of the room. He was already drinking some wine by himself.
Sylvia insert the key to the lock and gently twisted it. A small clicking sound echoes from inside and she gently opens the door and walked in.She felt exhausted and hungry but all her mind was screaming at her was the word,sleep. She placed her keys on top of the drawers next to the door and kicked her high heels off.Her feet were immediately released from the pressure of being in the tight space of her heels the whole day and the moment they made contact with the cool surface of the floor, a satisfied feeling surged all over her skin.She strolled towards her living room and placed her handbag on the couch before making her way towards the kitchen.She opens the fridge and was in the mood
It's been a week since Sylvia had talked to him. But he never stopped calling or stopped texting her and she chose to ignore it all.During the past few days, she only allowed herself to focus on work. Now that she's finally adjusting to the company, she finally noticed some of the problems that the company was facing that needs to be taken care of straight away.It was what her father wanted her to do in the first place. To help them get the company back on its feet and not lose their clients.This problem occurred a long time ago when Shawn Falcon disappeared. He was the main CEO of their main branch which Shay's family is running but when the accident happened in Hawaii and his body was announced missing,
Sylvia had been feeling down for days now, and she couldn't shake off the feeling of sadness that seemed to cling to her like a second skin. She couldn't even remember the last time she had been happy. The only thing that seemed to occupy her mind was Chase. Who was now incessantly trying to win her back. She couldn't escape him no matter where she went.So, when she decided to visit Shay at work the next day, she didn't expect to find solace in her. But as soon as Shay saw her, she knew something was wrong."Hey, Sylvia, are you alright?" Shay asked, concern lacing her voice.Sylvia shook her head and looked down at her feet. "I don't know, Shay. I just can't seem to shake off this weird feeling."Shay pulled Sylvi
Sylvia woke up early in the morning feeling a little nervous and anxious about meeting Chase. She knew that she had forgiven him for what he did, but still, the thought of meeting him after a long time was giving her butterflies in her stomach. She decided to wear comfortable clothes that would make her feel confident yet relaxed. She chose to wear a loose-fitting shirt and a pair of jeans that hugged her curves in all the right places.As she got ready, she kept checking the clock, making sure she had enough time to get ready and reach the coffee shop. Once she was ready, she grabbed her bag and headed toward her car. She took a deep breath and got in the driver's seat, started the engine, and drove towards the coffee.The coffee shop was called "Cuppa" and it was known for its amazing coffee and baked goods. Sylvia had been
It's been forever since Shay and Sylvia last took a vacation together. This year was a busy one, filled with work and other commitments that kept them apart. But finally, the day had come for their much-anticipated getaway vacation, and they were both excited beyond words.As they sat in the car on their way to the airport, Shay and Sylvia couldn't stop talking about how excited they were to be spending time together again. They chatted about all the things they wanted to do on their trip, from relaxing on the beach to trying new foods and spending time with the guys."I can't believe we're doing this," Sylvia said, looking out the window at the passing scenery. "I've missed you so much, Shay.""I've missed you too," Shay replied, taking Sylvia's hand. "I'm so glad we co
Sylvia slowly opened her eyes and found herself wrapped in Chase's arms. She smiled as she looked at him sleeping peacefully, and couldn't resist the urge to wake him up with a few teasing kisses.Chase slowly opened his eyes and looked at Sylvia with a sleepy grin on his face. "Good morning, beautiful," he said, pulling her closer to him.Sylvia giggled and snuggled closer to him. "Good morning, handsome. Last night was incredible, wasn't it?"Chase chuckled and pulled away to look at her. "It was beyond incredible. You were amazing, as always."Sylvia blushed and playfully hit him on the chest. "Stop it, you're making me blush. Now come on, we need to get ready. Shay and Jason are waiting for us."
~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